Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Spare time
This is one thing to do with a little extra summer time on your hands. It's cheap and...well...potentially hazardous to your oral health. But Jacob likes it. Now he won't have to floss at night. (How does he come up with these things?)
PS--This toothpick is in between his teeth, not stuck in his gums. And FYI, he was smiling a lot more before we asked him to open wide.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Fly Like an Eagle
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Tooting our own horns
Becca's at it again.
Tonight, at 7:30, in the de Jong Concert Hall. An Evening of Concertos.
She's gonna be ripping it up with BYU's best orchestra, probably playing circles around them, and looking hot in her salmon dress.
Good luck, Becca.
(Even if they did spell your last name wrong. Sometimes we do, too.)
Heather's doing her own little pre-show for the Utah Valley Symphony tonight, with Mark accompanying. Dad got his dream of hearing "The Swan" via the cello whenever he wants. Good luck!
And Sage has really outdone herself with her own musical training. She'll be performing on the baritone, using only her feet, in the circus sometime in the future. Stay tuned (no pun intended), and don't tell Dr. Fullmer.

Speaking of the circus, our little trapeze man, Jacob, earned some high marks on the bars today in his tumbling class. Look at that form.
Tonight, at 7:30, in the de Jong Concert Hall. An Evening of Concertos.
She's gonna be ripping it up with BYU's best orchestra, probably playing circles around them, and looking hot in her salmon dress.
Good luck, Becca.
(Even if they did spell your last name wrong. Sometimes we do, too.)
Heather's doing her own little pre-show for the Utah Valley Symphony tonight, with Mark accompanying. Dad got his dream of hearing "The Swan" via the cello whenever he wants. Good luck!
And Sage has really outdone herself with her own musical training. She'll be performing on the baritone, using only her feet, in the circus sometime in the future. Stay tuned (no pun intended), and don't tell Dr. Fullmer.

Speaking of the circus, our little trapeze man, Jacob, earned some high marks on the bars today in his tumbling class. Look at that form.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Ready, set, blow!
In this picture Dad is: (choose the best answer)
a. teaching Rich how to catch a fly in his mouth
b. pretending to preach from a Rameumptom
c. losing an FHE bubble gum blowing contest
d. winning an FHE bubble gum blowing contest
a. teaching Rich how to catch a fly in his mouth
b. pretending to preach from a Rameumptom
c. losing an FHE bubble gum blowing contest
d. winning an FHE bubble gum blowing contest

The real winner, surprising as it may seem, is...Mom!

Apparently Kim tried to spit out her gum at someone when she realized her little tiny 1-inch bubble was not going to win. Hey, at least she got a 1-inch bubble! That's pretty good for Kim!

The contest pictured here was who could have the biggest bubble when the camera's timer went off. Looks like Mom wins again. (Although if the camera had gone off 3 seconds before, Heather might have taken the prize.)

The little lovebirds. (Dad, she's totally schooling you in the bubble gum blowing. Is this an indication of what might have happened in those racquetball games so long ago?)

A pretty cool bubble by Heather. Possibly even cooler when it splattered all over her face.

Rich can do this kind of thing in his sleep.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Sloppy Joes
Danielle, Jacob, and Cindy,
We have been mourning your absence, but tonight we celebrated your nonattendance at dinner group with Becca's tasty Sloppy Joes. Now that we've gotten in our fill of "contraband" foods, please come home. We're bored.
Sage cried today when I turned onto our street instead of going one more down to your house. Eliza has no one to read to (or on), or pick bows off their head. We're really suffering.
We have been mourning your absence, but tonight we celebrated your nonattendance at dinner group with Becca's tasty Sloppy Joes. Now that we've gotten in our fill of "contraband" foods, please come home. We're bored.
Sage cried today when I turned onto our street instead of going one more down to your house. Eliza has no one to read to (or on), or pick bows off their head. We're really suffering.Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Snowshoeing in swimsuits
Question: What do you do on President's Day weekend when you get to the the road to the hot springs just to find it's closed?
Answer: Go snowshoeing in swimsuits


Suzy, Bryce, Rich, Jordan, Rebecca, Heather, Mom, Dad
Not pictured: those who died of frostbite in the swimsuit stunt earlier. And Ryan, the photographer.
Answer: Go snowshoeing in swimsuits


Suzy, Bryce, Rich, Jordan, Rebecca, Heather, Mom, DadNot pictured: those who died of frostbite in the swimsuit stunt earlier. And Ryan, the photographer.
Hot basketball mama Heather
Take a look at our basketball superstar! Heather's team finished 3rd in the nation, I think. (Or maybe it was region. I forget.)
Check out that beautiful free throw form. I'm sure she made the shot, which probably won the game for the Lady T-birds.

Go, numero tres.


Good job, Heath. We're proud of you, and are excited to have you home in the evenings now. Don't pick up any new hobbies for at least a week, ok?
Check out that beautiful free throw form. I'm sure she made the shot, which probably won the game for the Lady T-birds.

Go, numero tres.

Heather's so fast the camera couldn't keep up.

Good job, Heath. We're proud of you, and are excited to have you home in the evenings now. Don't pick up any new hobbies for at least a week, ok?
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Dancing queen
"You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen." (Abba)
Well, Kim's definitely sweet, and she definitely won the "dancing queen" award in our books. But hopefully she looks a little older than 17. (Even though she does still fit in her high school formal! You go, Kim!)

Another fitting musical quote for our dancing queen:
"Bed, bed, I couldn't go to bed. My head's too light to try to set it down. Sleep, sleep, I couldn't sleep tonight. Not for all the jewels in the crown. I could have danced all night, and still have begged for more...." (My Fair Lady) Watch out boys! And watch out, Kim!

I love this picture because you can see Kim three times in the mirrors. Almost as good as the sealing room mirrors. : )
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Becca's senior recital
hot (h
t)adj. hot·ter, hot·test
t)adj. hot·ter, hot·test 1. Having or giving off heat; capable of burning.
2. Being at a high temperature.
3. Becca in her salmon-pink dress.
4. Becca's oboe playing on at her senior recital.
5. The picture below.

Becca performed four pieces last night at her senior recital. They were amazing!
And she looked fabulous, in spite of her never-fail red-eye smile for the camera.
Star performer and lucky husband
3. Becca in her salmon-pink dress.
4. Becca's oboe playing on at her senior recital.
5. The picture below.

Becca performed four pieces last night at her senior recital. They were amazing!
And she looked fabulous, in spite of her never-fail red-eye smile for the camera.
Star performer and lucky husband
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