Weekend happenings

I didn't win at Mormon Mommy Blogs. It was basically a guarantee no one would take first over the leader (who was 100 votes ahead of everyone!) BUT I CAME IN SECOND! I WILL TAKE IT! And here's where I get mushy and thank those of you that voted and all of you who read my blog. It's nice to hear from people who love to read it.

And now, a busy weekend, recapped by short blurbs and pictures. A busy weekend both Peanut and I are still recovering from. Hence this is how I found her Monday morning:



Bum in the air!

...and this is how I found her Tuesday:



Both days, she slept past 10 a.m. She usually wakes up at 8 a.m. I'm not complaining.

(Don't judge the lack of sheets - I hate putting them back on that stupid crib mattress, so find it easier to lay a blanket down in their place and wait for GJ to eventually put the sheet back on.)

- My sister Kristin came in town from DC. And we laughed heartily when, moments after this picture was taken, Peanut peed all over her dress (and brother Trent's shirt) and Kristin remarked: "We should take Peanut home to change her out of her pee-ness." (Say it aloud.)



- As you can see, we attended brother Ryan's high school graduation. It was 2 1/2 hours long. TWO AND A HALF! It was the graduation from hell - and I'm blaming you, Bingham High School principal Tom Hicks. A speech for 45 minutes is one thing...but thanking each individual club, organization, athlete and random foreign exchange student individually? I KID YOU NOT when I quote "And now, the chess club! Let's have all the seniors stand up who participated." All the editors of the yearbook were thanked individually, as were the athletes (BY EACH TEAM) and anyone WHO WENT TO A DANCE (and at Bingham, there are school dances every six weeks).

Between the principal congratulating all the students with a 3.7 GPA and those with a 3.6, Peanut uttered her first word (BORING!) and fell asleep.



Ryan's "Look sexy" pose. Watch out ladies.



- My brothers decided to experiment with the female mohawk.



- Got Trent this t-shirt for his birthday from despair.com, validating my blogging existence.



(Picture from my mom's crappy camera; shirt reads: "More people have read this shirt than your blog. 0000002")

- Took Peanut shopping




(She loved this.)



- Did a baby scarf fashion shoot (my sister made it for her). I couldn't stop laughing because she looks like a character in a Charles Dicken's book, a Tiny Tim maybe.



- Watched our nieces while our brother-in-law took GJ's sister on a surprise 10 year anniversary trip. They have an insane blog stalker (another story for another day), so I'm leaving names off and putting a watermark over pictures of them. The 2-year-old clearly favors GJ (one of her first words was GJ) and screamed "I WANT GJ! I WANT GJ!" when I put her to bed.



- Practiced our swinging skills.



- And cuddled with cousins.



(Can you catch the typo in both these watermarks? Too lazy to fix them.)

- Took the 7-year-old and 5-year-old to see "Up" in 3D (or, as 5-year-old said, "It's 'Up, Up and Away' Amelia, not just 'Up'") where 7-year-old thanked me profusely for revealing the secret behind a snipe hunt. In the movie, the old man sends the young boyscout on a snipe hunt and the girls were very confused. It was either reveal the old camp joke or spend the night with two girls clapping around their beds, scared a snipe would get them.

-...and then I sent the dorkiest text of my life to GJ, which read: "I just fixed the broken blinker by myself and couponed my way to free chicken. I'm basically supermom. No big deal!"