Time for Prayers!

So, every night when it's time to get Annicka into bed we brush her teeth and then she tells whoever didn't brush her teeth that it's "time for prayers"! As we go into her room she shuts the door on us and we pretend to bonk our heads. She thinks it's HILARIOUS. We've been doing this for at least six months (I'm sure it's closer to a year) and she still isn't tired of it. Anyway, it's about this time that she starts to get all fired up and crazy. (Maybe we should stop bonking our heads. But really, who can resist getting that laugh that almost sounds like a cry out of her?) She starts bouncing on her bed and running around the room and it always takes a little while to get her calmed down enough to kneel down for prayers. Well, tonight we were trying to get her to come and kneel down with the usual, "Okay, Annie, it's time for prayers. Please, come kneel down." She was jumping on her bed at the time. "Annicka, please, stop jumping." Then she replies with, "Mommy, five more seconds," while she is holding up her hand with those five fingers spread as wide as they can go. Scott and I couldn't help ourselves. Writing it down it doesn't seem quite so funny as when it happened. Maybe it's just that when ever she keeps asking for something and I don't get it right then she starts whining and I say, "Annie, give me five more seconds." I usually add, "Please, be patient." But maybe she just doesn't hear that part.

This means war!

I'll tell you what...Annicka and Park have the best daddy EVER! He is the best at remembering what it was like to be a kid. He loves to make forts with Annicka and do all sorts of other fun things, things I don't even remember to think of until he comes up with them. Well, the other night we were all sitting around doing, I don't even remember what, and Scott had the great idea to have a paper war.
So we got out a bunch of scratch paper and crumpled it up and started throwing.
Park even got in on some of the fun.

The best part about paper balls is it's almost impossible to throw them hard enough to hurt someone.

Missionary Reunion

Scott had his missionary Reunion on friday. They seem to have fewer numbers show up every time we go. Aren't missionaries supposed to "spread the word". We had a great time even though they decided to have dinner AFTER the talks. I was so hungry and Annicka was getting so anxious for food. They are talking about getting everyone over to President Ramos's house sometime since they now live here in Bountiful. Scott had a while to talk with him on Friday night and he was really happy about the whole experience.

We Found the Watch BTW

JUNK!

SO...we have been searching for Scott's watch for the last couple of days. It was his dad's and so it has a lot of sentimental value. We decided to look in the couches...no watch. But, we did find some interesting things(not all pictured here)! The really funny part is that this was only one couch! The other one didn't really contain anything worth mentioning. Two pens, a copy of our house key, fingernail clippers, a beaner, a burette, the usual insane amount of cheerios and other assorted cereals, several toys, $2.61 in change that doesn't include a fake quarter, and a pair of handcuffs that I got in my stocking as a gag gift from Scott two Christmases ago. I think this means that we need to clean out the couch more often!

I know, I know...FINALLY

I think that I came down with another case of writer's block...I see everyone else's blogs and they write these amazing novels, don't get me wrong, I love to read them. I just get intimidated and I don't feel like I can write anything without a picture to go with it. I try to every once in a while, but they are never very long...ANYWAY...it's been three weeks since I posted last and we haven't been taking too many pictures and so that's why it's been a while. This first picture is a canteloupe that we got from our garden! I was extremely proud of myself. We've had a few more since then and they've all been really tasty.
The other day I decided that Park was ready for a bath without his special chair. This decision was mostly based on the fact that he was constantly trying to climb out of the tub and the chair was just too much leverage for him and he'd nearly toppled out a number of times. I think he likes baths better this way because he get's to move around all he wants. Annicka thinks it's great fun too.
Man! We have some cute kids! What's a mother to do? One day before I know it we're going to have to be beating the boys and girls back! Those little devils!

Lots of fun!

Well, here is the end product of the garden. Not too shabby for our first time around in this EXTREMELY clay ground. Annicka eats all of the peas and every morning she asks to go out and get more. We've gotten 10 or 12 cucumbers so far, with plenty more on the way. And we are waiting for our canteloupes to ripen. The tomatos are smalls but very tasty. Infact I made some fresh tomato and basil bruschetta with our spaghetti dinner we had tonight...I finally figured out what it is about tomatos that I can't stand...it's the skins. I skinned the tomatos that I made the bruschetta with and it was really good. I still can't eat tomatos by themselves though.
Park's favorite thing to do right now is scream. He loves it if you scream back and he'll go forever if you'll keep doing it too.

Well? Which one is which? Annicka was probably about a year old or so when we took this one below. And Park is nine months right now. In fact this pic (above) was taken tonight with our spaghetti dinner. It's not very often that I let him make a mess like this and spaghetti is so much fun. Annicka wouldn't hear of not taking a bath with Park and in consequence Park came out cleaner than he went in, but I think Annie came out dirtier than she went in.