Sisters, sisters

I loved having my sister Bekah in town for a week. Last Monday we drove to Provo and had our younger sister Rachel as our waitress at the Brick Oven. Fantastic service and food.


We made onesies all together for this new little guy. Look how cute!

I couldn't resist making a few for a new baby girl coming to my friend soon:

We also borrowed a bunch of stamps and markers from a neighbor and decorated several onesies with those. Trust me, they were sooooo cute. And then I washed them. Apparently the ink was not for fabric. They are back to plain white again.

For your entertainment

That's me in the wig. Studio 5 at work was asking people to show their team spirit last week, and they put the pictures on their Facebook page.

I have a funny full-length mirror at home that is slanted, so I never knew until I saw that picture how much I am sticking out this pregnancy! I dreamed last night I had a ten pound, 27 ounce baby, which I believe is impossible math. Then I dreamed that I had twin girls instead, and I was mad at my doctor for not telling me I was going to have twins. "I have to mentally prepare for these things!" I yelled.

At least JB was really nice about it.....

Fine, I'll post just a little bit about the BYU-Utah game, because JB's name is on this blog too. JB and his dad have U tickets together, but Feller was in Phoenix for Thanksgiving. So JB took Joe, his sister Sarah's husband. He goes to BYU's law school.

(In front of our house before heading to the stadium)

Then at the last minute Sarah got a ticket and got in too. I watched it on TV with my sisters while Max and Benny had their naptime/quiet time. Let's just say my hopes and dreams for a BYU win were blocked at the end. But I'm glad those at the game stayed warm -- it was 27 degrees or something.

Busy busy

We've had a fun and busy week. Two of my sisters are staying with us for Thanksgiving and we have gone to movies, shopping, crafting, and more. There was also the BYU-Utah game (I don't want to talk about it), and lots and lots of snow.



My two little helpers like to shovel snow and scrape off the car.

That's Benny wearing his fireman boots over his feetsie jammies and another pair of pants and some basketball shorts over that.

We also dabbled in potty-training at the beginning of the week and had a great first day. Benny's prize is a Paul Millsap Jazz jersey hanging in our kitchen that he really really wants, and he was very gung ho last Sunday to put stickers on his chart. Then he gave up.

"I'm still a wittle (little) boy," he says, and he flat refuses to go anymore on his potty. You can't fight a toddler on things like these, they win. He turns 3 next week but we also have a new baby coming in a matter of weeks, so we may have to put it off for a while. Oh boys, what a joy to potty-train

Chicago Pictures

JB and his dad (Papa to my boys, "Feller" to JB), had a nice time together in Chicago last weekend. Of course they had to seek out the pizza. Here they are at Lou Malnati's.


Here they are in front of Soldier Field.

This is them at the U-Notre Dame game.

The first night they went to Gino's East, another pizzaria that has been featured on the Food Network.

A Long Weekend

JB and his dad (Papa) went to Chicago over the weekend. Oh, and they also went to the U of U-Notre Dame game in South Bend, but now I think they want to change the focus of their trip looking back. I'm just saying.

Anyway Max, Benny and I spent four days without daddy. I don't know how people go any longer than that. We missed him! I tried to have a highlight or new activity or something different every day, and that helped us get through.

Friday
Eating olives off fingertips.

Saturday
A church activity in the morning, playing with Roger and Katie in the afternoon, then going to see my grandma and other relatives at a yummy potluck dinner at (I think) my mom's cousin's house.


Sunday
Church by ourselves, but we are used to this. JB's calling on the Stake High Council means that just about every Sunday he has to go to another ward's meetings and sit on their stand. Looking all handsome I'm sure.

Then we had dinner at Nona's house, without Papa, but with cousins and Aunt Sarah and Uncle Joe. Then we had a sleepover there, so Nona could be with the boys while I went to work early early Monday morning. Max was excited that Nona was taking him to kindergarten. He either wanted to show her off, or show off our Honda Pilot that she drove that day.


Monday
Using a coupon for a free ice cream cone Max got at school for reading.





But we left his jacket there. I just about cried when I realized I would have to haul my (big, pregnant) weary bones back to Arctic Circle. But we made it.


JB got back around midnight, and the boys greeted him with rapture this morning. We missed his tickles, kisses, snuggles, and amazing dinners (see the olive picture above for my attempt at a meal). I also missed his standing-in as a punching bag for my two boys who suddenly LOVE "Kung Fu Panda."

Me on TV

See my pregnancy pinkish-hue and runaway bangs on TV! Oh, and my story about charter school funding. Watch the video, I'm on a few seconds after the ad.

http://www.ksl.com/index.php?nid=148&sid=13248377

The bangs fell over one eye right before they came to me. I should have pushed them back anyway. This is why I like the radio better.