Okay so this was round one on saturday last week. Trunk or treat at lisha's ward. The girls had a blast. Calli a Lady Bug and Livvy (of course) a white cat. But she kept being mistaken as a mouse. Hmmm, she wasn't so sure about that. But I'll tell you what. Calli came home with about dbl the candy livvy did. Maybe she layed on the charm a little more. We aren't quite sure.
SLUMBER PARTY! Avry and Livvy had their very first slumber party. Boy were they excited. We had popcorn, we watched a movie and stayed up late. They had so much fun. Avry made herself right at home, as always. She just snuggled up to her Uncle Nick and dug right in to the big bowl of butter popcorn.
"Halloween Cat!" This is what we did in Pre-School today. Thanks Grandma!!! Livvy loves the "Halloween Cat" poem her grandma taught her, and so we used that as our theme today as our letter was the letter "H" and next week is of course Halloween and Livvy insists on being a cat. But not just any cat....a white cat. To be more specific, Marie, the cat from Aristocats. She is sure to tell everyone that she is a White cat.
Yes...I know what you are all thinking. She really is her daddy's daughter. I was cracking up so hard when I found her asleep like this the other day. I had to take a picture just for proof that our daughter observes everything her father does.
Livvy...reading her dictionary book that grandma sent her. Boy does she love books. I asked her yesterday what she wanted to ask Santa for and she replied with and emphatic yell "BOOKS"!
I know what all of you are thinking. Did Livvy get in a fight with Hedgehog? (Alisha's cat). No......Livvy attacked herself. Poor thing. She was coughing so hard last night that she started scratching at her face. I guess because her nose was itching. Anyway, this morning she woke up and I asked her if Hedgehog has attacked her yesterday at Alisha's house. She told me no. We couldn't figure out how all of these scratches covered her face. But then I looked down at her nails and there was a jagged fingernail on her middle finger. We put two and two together and figured it out. Our poor little livvy.
This is Livvy and her friends at Pre-School. It was our week to teach and we had the letter "D". We talked about all sorts of dairy and so we made "Moo Masks". This is of the girls sportin' their moo masks. Notice my child is the only one not paying attention to directions. "HOLD STILL".
Livvy enjoying some reading time with her dad. Apparently it was really good.
Miss Calli. We found her one Sunday afternoon just hangin' in the bathroom. Someone had apparently left the door to the bathroom open and Calli just let herself in. Tom and Alisha were over and Avry was the one who informed us that "Calli is using the toilet". We laughed so hard we just couldn't help but take a picture so all of you could experience the moment.
Calli had so much fun at Alisha's house the other day. Avry and Livvy were jumping from the hearth of the fireplace and so Calli decided she had to do it as well. But jumping isn't in her vocabulary. She basically stepped off the fireplace, landing completely on her face. She would then lift her head off the floor and laugh histerically and get up only to do it all over again. Lisha and I were crying we were laughing so hard. I tell ya, NO FEAR. She would do the same if she were on the couch.
Calli at her best....just chillin'.
Time for clean-up. This pool was filled warm water and all the kids had no problem horsin' around in this one. Reese and Calli were really the only daring ones of the bunch.
Calli with her first hair cut. We think she really looks like her dad now. What do you think?
The girls at grandma Coleman's house.
Livvy's 1st day of Pre-School. Boy was she exicted. She talked about it all week. And what was even more exciting was that she was able to wear her Dora backpack somewhere.
Calli helping her daddy with work.
So....on our trip home from SLC, we had to stop several times to change diapers, go to the bathroom, eat lunch, settle a crying child etc. You know the usual. This time was a poopie diaper. We had no where else to change it but in the drivers seat. While nick was putting the completely foul smelling diaper in the trunk and retrieving a new diaper (as we were pulled off on some random exit) she got up and started to assume the driving position. It was so funny. She would reach for the ignition and play with the keys, then play with the gear shift. Much to our surprise she started turning the wheel while pretending to drive. Not bad for a 15 month old. She was so mad when Nick finally put the diaper back on and buckled her into her car seat. I think she felt a little important finally being in the drivers seat.
