My Cotton Pickin' Husband

We went over to visit the Curlee's after their trip to Alabama. They brought home several things that we thought were pretty cool. Kelly was most impressed with the branches of a cotton plant. Kelly sat on the porch and picked all of the seeds out of a little puff of cotton. His goal is to make a sock with the cotton. Sister Curlee tried to show us how to roll it in your hand to make a string, but Kelly lost patience and decided to make a beard out of it. Ryan kept saying that he looked like Christmas. I kept saying he looked like a geek, but that is nothing new. I love my strange, silly, odd, cotton pickin' husband!

The Curlee's also brought home some sorghum and let us try it. Sister Curlee put it on one of her biscuits. I have to say that the sorghum was not pleasant, I could eat it if I had to, but I could also eat grasshoppers if I had to. I just hope I never have to. The biscuits were wonderful though, of course. I am so glad for these awesome people whom Heavenly Father has put into our lives. We are so lucky to have people that truly love our kids and are so friendly and willing to take us under their wing. They have helped to ease the homesickness so much. They have got a whole family of extraordinarily nice people that we always feel like we belong with and fit right in with them. I'll stop gushing now, but I am feeling "seriously so blessed" right now.

Debate

I hate to debate. I hate to listen to debates. I feel like this is an "acceptable" way to fight. It makes me so tense. I am sitting here listening to the the presidential debate and I am so freaking tense. My hands are dripping! I don;t think I can respect either one of these people. I am going to have to choose the lesser of two evils. McCain will probably get my vote (if I vote) because I am always reminds me of a Gadianton. Every time I hear him speak, or hear anything about him, a flashbulb goes off in my head "BAD BAD BAD BAD BAD BAD BAD!" I know I am supposed to vote based on facts, but probably won't. I guess I am just an emotional female.

Oh Joy!

Joy and Ross, friends/family from Utah came to visit. They had a layover on Saturday night and then left on Sunday morning. Kelly made everyone take a nap at 5:30 pm on Saturday so that they would be awake when Joy and Ross got here at 11:00 that night. My friend Laura and I went to pick them up at the airport. Laura hid in the back of the van and we had a huge plan to scare Ross and Joy when they loaded up their luggage. We had a code word and everything for when Laura was supposed to jump out and scare them. It turned out that only Ross loaded the bags and when Laura jumped out to scare them, Ross just looked at her like she was a fool. Oh, well, Laura and I thought we were funny.

After that we took Ross and Joy on a midnight golf cart ride. The weather was perfect. (Jannica froze, but she hates weather that is colder than 82 degrees). The great thing is that I think we have them talked into moving here at some point. 

We were all bummed when they could only stay for a few short hours. They are coming home on Wednesday, so hopefully they will get stuck in ATL for a few days. We're all crossing our fingers.   

Questionnaire

Kelly's friend posted this on her blog and Kelly thought it might be funny to ask Ryan these questions. I don't think she really got it, but it was kinda funny.
1. What is something mom always says to you? 2
2. What makes mom happy? dollies
3. What makes mom sad? cry
4. How does your mom make you laugh? Ryan is picking her nose and can't annswer
5. What was your mom like as a child? bottle
6. How old is your mom? 2
7. How tall is your mom? big
8.What is her favorite thing to do?play toys
9.What does your mom do when you're not around? jumping jellybeans
10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? baby
11.What is your mom really good at? nothing
12.What is your mom not very good at? cry
13.What does your mom do for her job? dentist
14.What is your mom's favorite food? food
15.What makes you proud of your mom? jump me in the air
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be? Momma
17. What do you and your mom do together? play blocks
18. How are you and your mom the same? 2
19. How are you and your mom different? Ryan fakes sleeping
20. How do you know your mom loves you? no

Halloween Cookies

Kelly, the girls and I decided to make a few Halloween cookies. I always forget just how time consuming sugar cookies are. Only about 20 made it to completion. Oh well, I froze the rest and we can pull them out if (and that is a big if) we ever decide to do them again. 

What cute little bakers!

Ryan likes to use all of her resources when decorating. 

Jannica has decided to laugh every time we tell her to smile. I kinda like that idea!

Vanna one and Vanna two

Enjoying the fruits of their labor!

Playgroup

Two weeks late with this one. Sorry.

At playgroup the other day Ryan and Alex really hit it off. They usually steer clear of each other, but a little something changed that day. Alex was in the mood to be a baby and Ryan (as always) was in the mood to be a mommy. Perfect combo, and oh so cute!

Later on, I had the kids come outside with me and help me pick tomatoes. I was going to let the kids take one home with them, apparently Daniel just could not wait. 

Fishy

Kelly is always bringing home freaky weird things from work. I don't know why boys have an incessant need to try gross "treats" from other countries. I did not get home from work until almost eight o'clock tonight. I came home to find a plate of cookies. I thought that it was so great that for once Kelly had made a treat for the family. Usually that is my job. Upon closer inspection I found that he had ruined these delicious cookies with dried up little fish. 

Exhibit A

I thought that he had put anchovies in the cookies. Kelly informed me that they were not anchovies, and Jannica chimed in that they were candy fish. I could not figure out how candy fish looked so realistic. Kelly clarified by handing me this package.

Exhibit B

I guess these are a tasty treat in some Asian country. Dried up little fish. Yum! Kelly told me later that a girl at work had given him these treats and he had eaten 5. He also got Ryan to eat 2. She didn't like them and spit them out, but he still let her put dried up fish in her mouth! My husband has no morals. Luckily Ryan knew just what to do with the third one that Kelly had given her. 

 

Exhibits C and D

Apparently on the way home Jannica saw the "treats" for the first time and said "Ewww, these are dead fish." Ryan responded by crying and saying "Ohhh, dead fishy!" I guess the 8 fish that we have killed in the last four weeks has been a touch traumatizing. 

Anyhoo, all of this was just to help you see that, and it may sound cliche, but I really do have 3 children. At least they're cute.