Paparazzi

I have taken so many photos of my kids lately, I swear I feel like their own personal paparazzi. Mostly it's because I'm getting used to my new camera. Also because I happen to think they're extremely cute. I'm not biased, I'm a photo-journalist in my dreams, so it's completly objective. Here are a few I've taken lately (grandparents, this is mostly for you.)

At Bridalveil Falls...










Her Royal Cuteness






Beauty School Drop Outs





Her Royal Fatness



At Cascade Springs (We have been getting in some serious nature lately. 9:00 church rocks!)...


(Look! I'm actually IN a picture!)





SO Attractive...



Well, that should tide the relatives over for a few more months, right?

My Week, A Photo Essay

My one kid is eating cereal in front of the TV, a magic combination that keeps her busy for hours (not that I let her stay there that long. Sometimes.) My other child is sleeping still at 8:30 am like a good boy. So I'm going to indulge in a morning blog post. Pictures I took over the last week.


The butter pecan cake I made for our relief society birthday party. Did you know Betty Crocker makes a butter pecan cake mix? Neither did I. Until I got assigned to decorate one for the party. It's a mean thing to ask a dieting woman to do. (I confess, I did sneak half a piece. It was good!)

Spring. Right.

Daphne's mad photo skillz. This was supposed to be a giraffe. Instead it's her finger. I'm not sure why she always puts her finger over the lens, but she does. Every time.


This picture is titled "The Good Old Days." It paints a picture of a time when men actually put forth effort to impress a woman. Notice both the peacock in the front (who is being totally ignored by the pea hen, like a good pea hen should) and the turkey in the back, who is also being ignored by the female turkeys. Not like today, where the women paint themselves up like harlots and strut around half naked for the menfolk. See? The good old days. (Yes, I do realize these are birds, not people.)



Eureka! Ever since I was a little girl, my mom would make us shaped pancakes. Bears, butterflies, snowmen. Carefully dropping smaller and larger circles of batter together to make these characters. I have tried to carry on the tradition with my kids, but I'm not so talented with cake batter. They all look sort of like an over-inflated Michelin Man. But the other day while fishing around the storage area under my kitchen island, I came across my Christmas cookie cutters and had the brilliant idea to make my kids' pancakes using those instead. SO much easier!

My most favoritest pajamas EVER. Quite possibly my favorite outfit ever. I got them from my friend Kelli Ray at her Christmas boutique. She has a clothing etc. website called State of Hype. If she still has any, I would highly recommend them. They are the most comfortable thing I've ever put on and actually pretty flattering for pajamas. And who doesn't love mixy-matchy patterns like paisleys and plaid???