Last Night's Performances

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star

Mary had a Little Lamb...or atleast an atempt.

My Little Emma Jane

First off, my lack in posting is due to the fact that I am head of a girls camp that is in two weeks and am prepping for that...

Anyway, lately, I have just been enjoying watching Emma Jane. She is so tender. She loves to play mother or teacher or just try to help. She really does just soak up everything I say and just repeat it back to CJ. "CJ that makes Jesus so sad when you hit" or "CJ, do you know Jesus loves you?" She really is CJ's second mother. I saw this again yesterday while I was cutting CJ's hair. Hair cutting time is a very painful process. CJ is just screaming the whole time. You would think I was torturing him, so needless to say, I do not like this process. Anyway, the whole time, Emma Jane kept trying to comfort him. She would say "It is going to be okay" or "you can have icecream after", "that would make you happy, right?" or "you're okay." You could tell that it pained her to see him like that, and that she was trying so hard to make him feel better.

Kids sure are the epitome of Christ-like. They are so forgiving and so loving. Lately I have been feeling like I am the student, and they are teaching me.

Here's to you kid! Here's Emma Jane doing what she loves--exploring the outdoors!

Best Video Ever!!!! Mom Mobiles Rule!!!

Dad: okay let's have FHE. CJ: yay! Court: We must not have fhe enough. Dad: Well said. CJ: Continues screaming yay in the background.

Happy Cinco de Mayo!

Because it's such a big deal, we actually started a day early on Quattro de Mayo at the beach with our good friends Avery and Judd. Okay, so technically it's not a beach, it's sand at a lake, but you "get what you get and you don't get upset." The kids loved it.

On the actual Cinco de Mayo, we celebrated the Mexicans' victory over Napolean III with a trip to the National Guard to see the helicopter and planes that according to Emma Jane "don't fwy anymore, they're just stuck."

side note: I happened upon this the other day when I had to do something with the kids to get them out of the house while Courtney recovered from a headache. We went to watch airplanes land and take off. Then I traveled up the road a few miles and ran into a cool little park with five retired planes and helicopters. The kids could not have been more excited so we took them back today. Nothing says Happy Mexican Independence Day like U.S. planes!(i know it's not their real independence day, but getting rid of Napolean/the French must have felt like freedom)

side note two: can we just do like the Mexicans and call for a moratorium on paying off our debts to other countries for two years and see what the Chinese do?

Nobody is there and there are no rules posted, so of course I put the kids up on the wings and on top of the bombs and tried to open every door. I don't know that I will ever overcome the curious child in me.

Nothing says victory like a bomb between your legs.

We capped it off with dinner at our favorite Mexican Restaurant, La Bamba. Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone!!!!!