Monday, March 31, 2008

"I'm Putting My Foot Down"

Yesterday Shane and I were siting on the couch talking. Shane had asked Emily to start picking up her toys and tidy up the living room. Of course she puts her hands on her hips and storms away, ignoring her fathers request. Than persistent dad asks her again to start tidying up. Our little princess stops in her tracks, stomps her right foot down, and says to her dad " I'm putting my foot down, I will not tolerate this any more. With a look of shock her dad turns to me for help and it is all I can do to contain my laughter.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

"Tag" I'm It

Thanks to my big sis Cher I have been tagged.

I think I liked tag better as a child, there was a lot less thinking involved.

What is his Name? Shane (aka..Honeybunches, Honey, Sexy, Dad, Daddy, The Tall Dark And Hansom One, Hansom Hansen.

How long have you been together? 7 Years (6 1/2 Married)

How long did you date? 6 Months

How old is he? Okay so I'm a cradle robber he is 28 (a year and 1/2 my younger)

Who is taller? He is taller by six inches. He is 6'3 I am 5'9

Who can sing better? I think he is better at singing. Every time I sing the kids plug their ears.

Who is smarter? If you are talking about Jets Shane is smarter, but I can hold my own.

Who does the laundry? Most of the time I do, but when he helps me, he washes and dries while I fold and put away.

Who is the first to give a kiss or hug? He is the first one to give a kiss, and I am the first one to give a hug.

Who pays the bills? I pay the bills with his money (Our Money).

Who mows the lawn? What lawn? we have a giant sand box. We have a landscaper, got to love military housing.

Who cooks dinner? Unless it is Spaghetti I cook dinner.

Who Drives? I drive him to and from work, but everywhere else when we are together he drives.

Who is most stubborn? Not me of course (Wink, Wink)

Who asked who out first? He asked me out first. He asked me if I had noticed that he was twiterpated (Like Thumper from Disney's Bambi)

Who is more sentimental? I am most of the time, but every once in a while he is.

Favorite type of T.V. shows. The only T.V Show we can agree on is Terminator The Sarah Conner Chronicles

Who has more social skills and can read the other like a hawk? I think we are both extremely reserved and shy. I can read him better than he can read me.

Who has more siblings? He does by 2.

Who wears the pants? I may wear the pants but he is the belt that holds them up. We both are equally important.

Now I get to tag my fellow bloggers....

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Because we have an extra hour of daylight, Shane and I decided to take the kids to the park after dinner. We all had a great time, here are some pictures of our fun. Emily loves playing on slides, Alex loves anything he can swing on or climb, and Andrew was on a dead run the whole time , 90% of the pictures were of his back while he was running.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

That Takes The Cake!

This past Sunday I gave a lesson on Faith In Jesus Christ,
and this was my lesson handout. Not a great picture but
it was fun to put together. The other two pictures are of
some cakes I made for my friends daughter Anabel and
the other is for another friend of mine. Again the pictures
aren't that great, but the cakes were fun to make.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Hair, Hair, EVERYWHERE!!!

Today we decided that we all needed haircuts. Shane took Alex outside with the clippers and gave him the cutest little military cut you ever did see. Than it was my turn(I bet your thinking that he was going to use the clippers on me... Not on your life.) I was the one with the power of the clippers. I gave Shane a nice clean military buzz. When little Andrew woke from his nap, it was his turn to go under the clippers. After his hair cut was finished we asked him where all his hair went. He put his hands on his head and felt around, than with a look of shock threw his hands in the air and said "don't know". It was so cute. Than it was off to the salon for Emily's first hair cut ever. Yes, I wanted to cry but she has been asking for a haircut for almost a year, so we felt it was time to cut her hair before she played barber on herself. She got a cute little shoulder length bob. Than it was my turn. We all had a blast and now we look so clean cut.