We're not in Western Idaho anymore...

Happy Morgan. He doesn't care that he's freezing, (the weather was actually quite pleasant) or that he has snot running down his face, he's just happy to be outside.

Climbing the snow like a mountain. And really, it was.

Lost a mitten.

Here I am, trying to illustrate how deep it was. This was just what was in our front yard naturally. We didn't pile any snow from the driveway right here. So, that's my knee that it's up to and I didn't reach the ground.

Morgan kept taking off his right mitten. Then, because he realized the snow was cold, he would use it as shield between his hand and the snow he was touching. So why not just leave it on??Our lovely icicle.

This is what our driveway looks like right after it's been shoveled. Seriously. I had just shoveled off all the fresh, loose snow. What remains is a few inches of packed snow and ice. That will probably be there until the summer.

The snow is higher than Morgan.

I put Morgan on top of the snow mountain a few times and he thought he was on a slide.

Fun at the lake

I got the pictures from my dad, the ones that I was looking forward to seeing, as stated in a previous post. So, here are the photos my dad took of us while at the frozen lake.

Okay, so here were are, fairly far out on the lake, we just gathered for the photo. But if you'll notice we are all looking worriedly at our feet. This is to check for the large crack in the ice that must surely be visible after the huge noise it made and the vibration we felt. So, that is our first reaction.Here is our second reaction.

And third

But, alas, no harm done. Well, not by the lake itself. There was plenty of harm done by my brothers.

More Morgan

Here we have several pictures that Grandpa Martin took while we were in Nampa.

Morgan is playing with a truck that his cousin Mattie just got for Christmas. That toy was popular among the wee ones. And annoying. It played Cotton Eye Joe loudly with a simple push of the button. He looks like he just got away with something.

Caught in a sneeze. You can see slobber escaping his mouth. Eww.

Morgan and Emmy play well together, though it definitely looks like Emmy is gearing up to slap my boy across the face here. Who knows what was really happening.

Here they are making a mess of index cards. I don't know where I was during all of this, but I had no clue about their mischief until I saw these pictures.

Seven shmeven

I have been tagged by Shelly. I will now write seven random things about myself.

1. I used to collect porcelain dolls. They currently reside in a box in the basement, which pleases my husband, but just you wait until I get one of those glass cabinets. Oh, just you wait.

2. I still daydream on a regular basis. I find that doing jigsaw puzzles is a great time to daydream. But, with daydreams come book ideas for my future career.

3. I've come to suspect that my two year old doesn't actually take a nap when I put him in his crib, but plays for an hour or two alone. I continue to put him in his crib for naptime though.

4. I tried to read the Iliad and the Odyssey, mostly so I could say I read them, but only got one chapter in to the Iliad, a few more on the Odyssey. The latter isn't too bad, but since they were over due at the library they had to be returned. I will not renew them.

5. I watched Sleeping Beauty for the first time on Friday.

6. I've recently had dreams about adopting a baby from someone we know or just met. Anyone having an unwanted child??

7. I have 60 first cousins on one side of my family.

I tag Candice and Jana and Treasa.

Blogging anniversary

I missed it. I meant to do a special, "Yay for me, blogging a year now!" post, but I missed the date. December 19th was my one year mark. So, here is my 219th post a little bit after a year of blogging.

Journal Entries.

I was at Wal-Mart with Laurie after mutual and...
Feb. 27, 2002
We were walking toward the check out stand and two guys in suits walked out of one of the isles right in front of us. Guess who they were? Missionaries! Guess which ones. Elder Sondrup! Wow, talk about cute! I don’t know who his companion was. Elder Sondrup has been in Nampa forever!
And he's STILL making my journal entries. Eh, meaning, he was still. He isn't anymore, like, currently...

I hope I marry someone cute. I’m dumb, I always find myself worrying about marrying someone that I don’t like. But duh, I wouldn’t marry anyone that I didn’t love. I always think, “Wouldn’t it be terrible if I married so and so?” That’s dumb though. Even if I don’t like a person now, doesn’t mean I won’t ever change my mind about them later on. I can’t be forced to marry someone. This is America. Thank goodness. I just have to worry about someone wanting to marry me.

March, 17, 2002
Here I went on a little road trip to Ephraim Utah (Snow College area) with my sister and her boyfriend Jeff. While Stephanie was visiting some friends...
Jeff and I faced two college guys in a game of basketball, (one was really cute.) and we actually won. Very lucky.

The next day (Sunday) we went to Tooele and to the singles ward sacrament mtg. There weren’t many cute guys.
You can tell what's on my mind! Boys, boys boys. Well, cute boys, cute boys, cute boys.

Cars, cars, and more cars

Morgan has a lot of cars, and he loves them all. Like I said in my last post, he enjoys playing with them on the piano.
Did you know that lining things up as a young child is a sign of intelligence? Well, that must mean that Morgan is very intelligent. He lines his cars up vertically, horizontally and sometimes even diagonally.

Here he is moving the cars from one end of the piano to the other. Aww, so cute.


Morgan has a lot of cars, and he loves them all. Like I said in my last post, he enjoys playing with them on the piano.
Did you know that lining things up as a young child is a sign of intelligence? Well, that must mean that Morgan is very intelligent. He lines his cars up vertically, horizontally and sometimes even diagonally.

Sunglasses

Morgan likes to play with his toy cars on and near the piano. Because of this I thought that maybe he had lost one or two behind it. So I reached behind the piano and came up with not cars, but a pair of yellow sunglasses. Then I proceeded to take a gazillion pictures of Morgan styling them. And I don't regret it.

You gotta love his cheese.

What, huh? Don't mess with me.

Charming.

This kid has confidence.

Aaaaaaannnd, of course we have to have our Mommy/Morgan shot. Didn't know I was zoomed in....Morgan is super cute anyway.