Because Adam rocks my world! Happy Anniversary.

We all know how I feel about Adam. I think I make it perfectly clear on a regular basis. I don't think anyone could ever accuse me of not expressing my love for the father of the monsters.

I talk to him throughout the day, he calls me inbetween patients and I call him when the monsters either do something really cute or really upsetting. He gets me through the day.

So Happy Anniversary to the man who scrubs my pans and changes my laundry. Here are some pictures of our past nine years.

2000- The first time I met this hunk-o-love.

2003-Adam graduated BYU and thought that he wanted to be a Chemical Engineer...

2003- We welcomed our beautiful little PaigeMonster. By this point Adam was miserable in Grad School, he hated it and it didn't like him too much either.

2004-

2005- Here we are in St. Louis having baby monster Tommy. 3 weeks later we received a phone call from UMKC that told us that we were off the waitlist for Dental School and we drove across the state one week later.

2006- Adam and I sail away from the monsters for our first monsterless vacation. It was fabulous. There is nothing like a week long vacation with your best friend.

2007- Jenn and Adam compete in a pie eating contest, and we both walk away happy losers.

2008- Our first (and last) public performance of Riverdance. I would say that we were naturals, but that would be a lie.

2008- Just a candid moment between the 2 of us.

2009- Never been a sexier couple and there never will be.

All I want for Christmas...

Is a cleaning lady!

Here is an idea for a Christmas Present for me

How about everyone who looks fat and ugly pregnant post some pregnancy pics. I mean come on everyone. All I ever see are the pretty little things who look "bloated" I want the real deal.

You know what I mean, the "I haven't showered or brushed my hair and am still in my pajamas and probably won't be getting out of them, because that would mean more laundry and I can't breathe when I do the laundry anyway" pictures.

I don't expect everyone to look as whale-ish as me pregnant, but come on. Pretty people stink.

Today someone looked at me and said "Are you sure you are going to make it another month?" hmmmm...

Merry Christmas, I know you've missed me

My Christmas Present to you is an entry on my blog! Yes, you should feel so lucky.

Obviously we are busy, but I think that's a lame EXCUSE!! We've been busy these last 7 weeks since I posted, but not busier then usual.

I'm going to bed, because tomorrow is Christmas and we know how early that day starts.

So here are some pics to make you all feel warm and fuzzy.

We had cookie of the day for about a week, where we made a different cookie each day. Adam really liked this.

Here we are painting Christmas Ornaments. The kids loved it, and Preston did fine until he tried to eat the paint. Then he said he was done.

Paige was really excited to put out Santa's cookies and milk. She couldn't decide between milk and Hot Chocolate, but eventually went for the milk.

They went to bed great too. No crying or saying they wanted to stay up. They gave kisses and went to sleep. I checked on them a little past 8 and they were fast asleep. Miracle of Miracles.

Here we are all. I love this time of year and I love all the monsters in the picture with me. I have been blessed with beautiful and kind children and a husband who thinks that I am hot even when I am the size of a whale. These people are the reason that I get up in the morning. There is no gift that I could receive that would mean more to me than these faces.

Practicing Reverence

Today I was home with asthmatic Kelly, and it seems as though I missed the real excitement.

Adam said that Tommy's teacher came and asked him if he could come and get Tommy and 2 of his friends out of the boys bathroom. When he went in there he found that they hadn't even used the bathroom yet, they were just playing.

Then his teacher (The Saint), took them all back to class... for awhile. Eventually 2 of these boys ended up back with their parents (one of those was our Tommy). Adam warned Tommy that Mommy wasn't going to be happy with him.

So here is Tommy practicing being reverent. He had to sit and practice for 20 minutes. I told him that if it happens again, it will be longer.

Yes, I know how miserable he looks. But he did sit there, not speak and keep his arms folded. Adam kept reminding him that reverence begins with quietly sitting.

I told him that being reverence wasn't about being miserable, so he had to put his pouty lip away. This is his attempt at "enjoying" reverence.

Reason 3,501 Why Adam rocks.

Adam: Ohhh that women is too skinny.

Jenn: (Good, we don't like skinny in this house!)

Okay, now off topic. Here are a couple of pics of my husband, being a caveman... Well a 21st century caveman.

When we bought the house, we couldn't get the gas fireplace to work. Adam/sexy caveman worked a couple of hours on it, and VOILA we have FIRE!!!

So of course the kids insisted on turning off the lights, getting a flashlight and having Daddy read them stories. Quite cute.

When Tommy learned to speak

Anyone who has spent time with our family knows that we have been worried about Tommy's speech since he was a baby monster.

He just didn't care about anything. He didn't cry in his crib, because he didn't care that he was there. He didn't sit up for a long time, cause he didn't want to see anything. Time out didn't work, because he was content doing nothing. And He didn't speak, because he didn't have anything to say.

Well he speaks now, and we love it. Nothing makes me happier than listening to his constant talking. It's nice to hear a voice come from that beautiful face.

So here is what he has been saying lately:

Daddy: Wow Tommy, that's a nice bruise you have on your cheek.

Tommy: Why thank you.

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Tommy: Daddy, Do pickles come from frogs?

Daddy: No, Tommy they don't.

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Tommy: Where does Preston come from?

Daddy: Frogs.

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Tommy: (Hands Nonnie a little grape)

Nonnie: (Eats it)

Tommy: NO!!! Now it won't grow up to be a big grape.

The day the children ran away... and the school counselor called.

2 weekends ago PaigeMonster and her partner in crime Tommy decided to run-away. They have wanted to for a couple of days, but it had been raining so I told them they had to wait.

Saturday rolls around and it was a beautiful (and a little chilly) day. Paige asked Adam if they could run-away and told him they would be back for lunch.

Dad said it was fine, but that they had to stay in the driveway.

They took sleeping bags, pillows, umbrellas, clothes (even pullups for the nighttime), coloring books, and of course backpacks full of STUFF.

After they came in for lunch, they put their PJ's on and went back out to finish their Runaway day. I have to say it was a great day for me too. It's so much easier to get things accomplished in the house when the monsters are outside of the house.

So these pics are adorable and the monsters had a blast.

On Monday it was rainy, so the kids "Ran Away" to Tommy's room.

Tuesday Morning came around and it was also rainy, Paige was off to school, but before she left she asked if she could run-away. I told her it was too cold and rainy, so she would have to runaway to the sunroom today... no problem (I thought)

11 AM rolls around and the phone rang, it was Paige's counselor. Apparently Paige went in to her teacher and told him that she was running away, but not to worry because she would be back in November...

I tried not to laugh (It took alot). When Monster came home, we had a little chat.

I didn't realize that a great imagination, would end up in a phone call from the school. Lesson Learned.

Just another Sunday.

Nothing exciting here, just another Sunday. The kids wanted to use the camera, so I let them take a couple of pictures.

Acutally I took this one. I just looked at her and couldn't believe how big she is getting. So I had to grab my camera, before I wake up tomorrow and find her grown, married with a family. It always amazes me how fast they grown up. Please make her stop.

Tommy took this priceless picture. I mean I am quite grateful that he left out my other 3 stomachs and part of my bad hair day, but hey I kind of like it. Here is Kelly's work of art. I was actually pleasantly surprised. I did crop it down some, but I was very happy to have a picture with me and my boys. I am not in many pictures, so this was a nice change.

Tommy the frog. No story, just Tommy

MiniMonster turns 2

Who Could not just Love this Face??

We just love our little monster! Tomorrow he turns 2 and I made some cupcakes tonight to celebrate.

He's a smart little guy and the more words he says, the happier we get. He blabbers in his own little language mixed with real words here and there.

He loves playing with his brother and sisters, and doesn't realize that he's not the same age or size as they are. He sleeps great through the night (Wish I could say the same for his older brother), and can give great mean looks just like his oldest sister.

Here is Daddy and Preston decorating his cupcake. Preston was being very careful and picking up one sprinkle at a time and placing it on his cupcake.

This was my favorite part, because he even knew the right time to blow out the candles. Without being told.