Princess Livi and Abbi cuteness...

Olivia went to a birthday party on Saturday. It was a tea/dress -up -like -a- princess- if -you- want- party. After some serious fashion-female drama this is what Livi looked like on her way to the party. She's a cutie and I love her dearly but I do believe I am in for a real treat come teenage years. Mom, I am so sorry for all the drama I caused when it came to clothes and hair. I do recall you telling me that I had strong opinions at an early age. I believe I am experiencing payback or "what goes around comes around".
Livi had a great time at the party and informed me that the tea was really just apple juice because we don't drink tea, so I didn't need to worry. I love this girl.

Just a few pictures Olivia captured of Abbi in the bath tub. The second one is a common face that Abbi pulls when she's extra happy or trying to be funny. While making this face she breathes quite loudly and quickly in and out of her nose. Real cute unless she's got a cold.



***For those who are wondering about my last post.....Olivia completely forgot about her question (which is BEYOND rare for this child) and I wasn't about to remind her of it. I guess we dodged that bullet for now.

Really....already?

While driving home from Target....

Olivia: Mom?
Me: yes?
Olivia: member' how when after you get married you get a baby in your belly...
Me: uh-huh...?
Olivia: well, um, how does it get inside?
Me: your belly?
Olivia: ya
Me: Well, that is a really great question so lets ask daddy at family home evening tonight, because I bet he knows.

Did he say Moron or Mormon?

So, I am a volunteer for the YES on Proposition 8 Campaign regarding traditional marriage. Since we are voting in November to make this an amendment to the CA constitution we have been making phone calls, informing voters and asking for support. Today I called a man, lets call him Dick*, and before I could even get my "sh-peel" finished he started rampaging about "you wouldn't vote for someone just because they disagreed with you on this issue?!" (This had nothing to do with the phone call, mind you.) I told him that I would not vote for someone who agreed with same-sex marriage. That's when he called me a moron, and hung up the phone.

I didn't even get to tell him to have a good day.



*name has been changed to protect the morally confused.




WWW.PROTECTMARRIAGE.COM

Black eye, Oatmeal, and Gladys Knight

Olivia tripped and her face landed on the corner of a chair. Poor girl looks like she got rocked. I haven't taken her out in public cause it looks so suspicious!

Abbi's first attempt at feeding herself. Most of the food ended up on her and on the floor, not in her mouth. We have discovered that, along with pbj's, cheese, carrots, and chicken, our dog really likes oatmeal too.

So last week at church I noticed a very familiar looking face sitting in our congregation. It didn't take me long to figure out that it was Gladys knight. It was so cool to see her sitting in our sacrament meeting! The only bad thing was that I was playing the piano as part of the musical number. It made extremely nervous to play in front of her. Anyway, after the meeting I was like a little groupie and walked up to her to say hello. I took the girls with me because they are cute and people like cute. Olivia grabbed her attention which made it easy to approach her and say hello. She told Livi how "precious" and "beautiful" she is. Olivia acted like, "um ya, i know". She of course had no idea we were talking to someone famous. Anyway, we said hello and chit- chatted for literally a few seconds before she left the chapel to meet her driver outside. It was so cool! And then that got me thinking...what is our deal with famous people? Why do we care so much about them and why does it feel so cool to see them or meet them? I don't really even listen to Gladys Knight's music, but it was so cool to meet her. I don't know what the fascination is but it was fun to meet someone famous.