Legoland

Please click and zoom in on this picture...it is so much more fun!!

Walk Like An Egyptian

We went to Legoland. Emma and Spencer were asked to participate in a musical performance and this was what we got...
Emma said she just couldn't concentrate on dancing with a flying carpet behind her!!

The Great Creator

In one GIANT step towards independence, Spencer makes his own sandwich!!





DELICIOUS!!

Spencer and Super Smash Bros!

Whoever said that "video games are terrible for physical development" has never watched the four year old at our house play Super Smash Bros. BRAWL!!
Imagining phrases like...
"You wanna piece of me?"
"See what happens when you play with the big guns!" and the ever popular..
"NOT FAIR!" will help to heighten your "Spencer Smash" experience!
If only they made an "Early Bird Special-O'neill Outlet Sale" video game with all the running, pushing, sorting and grabbing...I would be thin in no time!!

Happy Independence Day!!

The boys performed the flag ceremony at the San Clemente 1st Ward 4th of July Breakfast!



Watching fireworks!!

Jasen the "Wave Monster"

Meatballs and Cherries

Today Spencer rushed up to me, and with excitement only he could muster, declared that he found "meatballs in the little sack under his penis." I tried not to laugh, a chuckle or two may have escaped, congratulated him on his discovery, explained that the meatballs were actually called testicles and then sent him to his father to give him the GREAT news!! I descreetly positioned myself to hear the conversation and this is what I heard!
"Hey DAD!! You know that sack under penises? They have meatballs in them...meatballs with tentacles! Isn't that awesome? Actually mine kinda feel like cherries...Isn't that awesome?"
"Totally awesome buddy!! WOW!!! UH, ANDREA???"

I responded that I had done my best and since I had neither tentacled meatballs, little sacks or cherries, it was all up to him to make things more clear!!


Good Luck Ben!!!

The Devil Inside

I had a hard morning...I was grumpy and the kids were difficult. The climate in my home was perfect for the metamorphosis...the devil inside me reared it's ugly head..or more accurately, it's voice.

Sometimes, not often, but on occasion I yell with the voice of a demon. It is unrecognizable, even to me. It flows out of my mouth like a fountain of deep, dark evil...in phrases like, "STOP IT," and "DO WHAT I SAY." As soon as my mouth shuts I shudder in horror...and watch as my children either flee or huddle in terrified objectification. I am never prepared for it and I am always sorry.

I am not sure where it comes from. However I have a theory...I am nearly certain that it found it's way into me on one of my many world excursions, tomb raiding. In fact, I am probably channeling an ancient evil Emperor from the Ztiski's Empire. And while I find relief knowing that the "voice" that rises and pours out of me on occasion is probably not mine...it still bothers me that there must be a very rotten and ugly place deep in the crevices of my soul, where the voice resides.

While I ponder these things please don't call a psychologist on my behalf. While I appreciate the concern, please note that the scary voice coming out of me is doing only that. It's not "telling" me things. It is simply coming up and out of me...like a devil inside! Hey, isn't that a great old 80's song? INXS? I think I might just need to take my IPOD off before I fall asleep and mavbe change my playlist!

Ben at Scout Camp!!

Ben just got back from a week of Boy Scout Camp with the boys! He had a great time!!