Who do my kids look like?

Who do my kids look like?

Who do my kids look like?

Beware! Your heart will melt!

My boys got their school pictures back and, of course, I have to show them off. If you will, for a moment, induldge my shameless bragging rights, I would like to convince any and all readers that these are the cutest, sweetest, most precious three boys in the entire universe!

Kimball, the charmer. Don't you just want to give him a hug? He is so friendly and outgoing. So many people have told me that they love to be around him and his enthusiastic outlook for life.

You have to admit, McKay is a heartbreaker with those hazel eyes, and if you could only see those eyelashes! The most common comment about McKay is that he is sweet. He loves to snuggle and wins over everyone he meets. Many people don't even notice his arm.

My Baby Benson. How precious is that smile? He is a Momma's boy and I love it. Believe it or not, he looks like his daddy. (A lot of people think he looks like by brother). He's going to be darker than Kimball and McKay and I have no doubt that he will be just as handsome!

Quick trivia: what do aliens, prophets and the first Thanksgiving have in common?

On Thanksiving morning, Josh played football and so the boys and I had some fun making turkey pictures. Then, I tried to teach them about the first Thanksgiving with the INDIANS and the PILGRIMS. Then, we talked about the things that they were thankful for. McKay was thankful for: Mom (aaawww), the boats (I guess from the story of the pilgrims) and the food. Kimball was thankful for: the park (no big surprise), brushing his teeth (random, but I guess it's a good one), and for playing outside. NOW THIS IS THE BEST PART: When Josh got home I asked Kimball to tell his dad what we had done. (Hoping he would tell about the indians and pilgrims) He didn't really say anything, so I asked him if he wanted to tell dad what he was thankful for. Proud as punch, he said, "The 'aliens and prophets'!" I thought I was going to die! It was so funny. I guess you never know exactly how kids will interpret things. So the answer to the trivia? According to Kimball, the aliens and the prophets shared the first Thanksgiving.

"Krispie" turkies

Monday was Grandparent Day at Kimball's preschool. Papa went and they made these cute little turkeys. I am thinking about making them with McKay and Collin too. They are just rice krispie treats rolled into balls, two chocolate cookies (for the back of the feathers and the feet) candy corn for feathers, mini M&Ms for eyes and licorice for the little gobble thing. (Not really sure what the actual term is) Icing held them all in place. Kimball was stoked that you could eat the glue. He told me, "It's not yucky, Mom. It's just wike sugar." Thanks Papa for a fun day at preschool! Sorry that Grammy got sick that day.

Did somebody say DaVinci?

Kimball loves to draw. He loves writing his ABC's and spelling out words and drawing mostly airplanes (jets), rockets, trains, cars... anything that moves basically. This is a picture that he drew of the Vernal temple. I thought it was so cute I had to post it. You can see the temple, the house next to the temple and the sidewalk. Remember my disclaimer about boasting and bragging? Well this is it. I guess my last post was a whining rant. As long as I am at it, I might as well post this picture of McKay as well. He loves to help me cook. It doesn't really matter what it is, he wants to help, and is favorite place to be is right next to me on the counter. I guess his favorite thing to do is crack the eggs. We usually have to do that in a separate bowl, for obvious reasons. In this picture, we were making French Toast and so he was loving it because he got to crack three eggs! Ha ha ha... he just walked up to me typing and saw this picture and asked if we could go cook eggs. "Eggs are yum," he says. "I wike to cook wike dis one pitcher." (If only I thought he could keep it down.)