(NOTE: Her tragic last hair-cutting experience is growing out very, very, very slowly. Seriously, it's been since August, shouldn't it be a little longer than that? It's almost long enough to be regular bangs which she's been asking for since the actual incident. I loath bangs. I guess I comment on it too much because the other day when her hair was messed up, she asked me if she looked like an orphan.)
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Just in case you're wondering . . .
. . . what a 5 1/2 year old looks like.
She's already started the countdown for her 6th birthday in exactly 6 months.
(NOTE: Her tragic last hair-cutting experience is growing out very, very, very slowly. Seriously, it's been since August, shouldn't it be a little longer than that? It's almost long enough to be regular bangs which she's been asking for since the actual incident. I loath bangs. I guess I comment on it too much because the other day when her hair was messed up, she asked me if she looked like an orphan.)
(NOTE: Her tragic last hair-cutting experience is growing out very, very, very slowly. Seriously, it's been since August, shouldn't it be a little longer than that? It's almost long enough to be regular bangs which she's been asking for since the actual incident. I loath bangs. I guess I comment on it too much because the other day when her hair was messed up, she asked me if she looked like an orphan.)
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Stella
Garbage
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Elliot
The Ball Challenge - 01/29/10
We had more friends over for our Ball Challenge and ALL were first-timers.
First of all, we had a delicious pork loin dinner with rice, and salad, and these beautiful vegetables. I meant to take a picture of the complete plate, but I scarfed it down before I thought about it. Yum.
Curtis Mellor was quite determined and challenged us in several different positions. Stella was the photographer, so the paparazzi flash didn't help with anyone's concentration.
I can see Shellee practicing this one at home so she can be ready for the next challenge.
I'm actually really impressed with Stella's balance. She can stay on the ball for several seconds, which is more than most adults can do!
Eric Murray probably could have done better, but he was just laughing all night.
Lauren Murray thought she was on a pommel horse.
Steve Umpleby didn't want pictures, but he's not the boss of me.
Carma Umpleby is our new best friend. Not because of her ball challenge skills, but because she let Stella fix her hair and put puzzles together with her for part of the night.
Elliot testing out his new skills. He was concentrating really hard!
I'm good. I'm really good. But boring.
If you take too long on the ball, you get a little extra challenge as Stella kicks the crap out of the ball until you lose focus and fall.
Lauren whipped out her gymnastic skills.
Stella joined in.
So did Elliot.
Protein
I love my protein shakes. Seriously, if I didn't actually need other forms of nutrition, I'd just drink them all day long. This is serious, because not all protein shakes taste good. Unfortunately for my dear sweet honey-bun, I chose to love the most expensive protein shakes and now that I've tasted the pre-mixed ones, I cannot go back to the powder. Sorry Sweetie.
However, when purging this crap from my mouth the other morning, I almost reconsidered! LOOK AT THAT! Are you kidding! I took a sip and was retching into the sink for the next 5 minutes and scraping my tongue and retching some more! I'm in such a habit of taking a quick sip right in the morning that I didn't notice this curdled mess. Oh my gosh! So GROSS!
Fortunately, I'm getting reimbursed for the 4-pack along with some coupons. Not quite the "protein-for-life" I was looking for, but it works.
Fortunately, I'm getting reimbursed for the 4-pack along with some coupons. Not quite the "protein-for-life" I was looking for, but it works.
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Whitney
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
January 27th

Today I had the chance to work at the temple in the cafeteria. As I slopped up some bean medley soup, I thought a lot about how much I loved working in the cafeteria when I was in elementary school. I wonder if I'd be a good lunch lady.
I digress. Anyway, even though I didn't get a chance to perform any vicarious work at the temple today, I am so grateful to have been able to feed people who did! I love the temple!
Being at the temple today was good for me. There's no place I'd rather be besides holding my child . . . if she'd hold still. Believe me, I don't dwell on it, but I do mark that today has been 2 years since my miscarriage. The year 2008 was rough for me. I had 2 miscarriages. You have every right to believe what you believe a miscarriage is (I've heard everything), but I bonded with those babies for the couple of months they were trying to grow inside of me. Lately Stella has been talking a lot about her brother and a sister in heaven. We know those babies are a part of our family because of the temple. We love the temple and eternal families!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Admit When You're Wrong
Stella and Clarkie are playing Candyland that our family got for Christmas. I didn't hear the beginning of the conversation/disagreement, but here's where I came in:
CLARK: "It's your family's."
STELLA: "No, it's mine!"
CLARK: "But I think it's your family's."
STELLA: "No, it's mine!"
CLARK: "But your family plays games, so I think it's your family's."
STELLA: "I'm telling."
(then she came in to talk to me)
STELLA: "Mom, is Candyland mine or yours or Daddy's?"
MOM: "It's our family's."
(walking quickly back to Clarkie to finish the Candyland game)
STELLA: "Clark, you're right. It's our family's. I'm sorry. You were right."
I don't know where she learned to admit when she's wrong. Does she have other parents? Because I'm always right.
Whoops! I just heard a "I'm the boss of this game!" in the other room. I might have to clear that one up and issue an overdue time-out.
CLARK: "It's your family's."
STELLA: "No, it's mine!"
CLARK: "But I think it's your family's."
STELLA: "No, it's mine!"
CLARK: "But your family plays games, so I think it's your family's."
STELLA: "I'm telling."
(then she came in to talk to me)
STELLA: "Mom, is Candyland mine or yours or Daddy's?"
MOM: "It's our family's."
(walking quickly back to Clarkie to finish the Candyland game)
STELLA: "Clark, you're right. It's our family's. I'm sorry. You were right."
I don't know where she learned to admit when she's wrong. Does she have other parents? Because I'm always right.
Whoops! I just heard a "I'm the boss of this game!" in the other room. I might have to clear that one up and issue an overdue time-out.
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Stella
Monday, January 18, 2010
Light Rail Morons

Remember THIS poll from a year ago when I asked you how many accidents you thought would happen in the first year of running the new LIGHT RAIL SYSTEM? Well, the grand total for 2009 is that there were 52 accidents, no fatalities (unlike my prediction), all morons. Seriously, the light rail is less than 1/2 mile from my house . . . it beeps, it stops, it goes slowly . . . also, it's huge. Can you not see it? Dumb drivers.
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Whitney
Friday, January 15, 2010
Dear Ben & Jerry's
"Hum," she thought to herself, "I will just take a taste for surely my beautiful cousin will not mind." And she took a bite. And then she took another bite and another until the full pint of deliciousness was gone. "Blast," Whitney said outloud as she licked the spoon clean, "I shall buy her another."
Whitney did as she had planned. She even told Stacy about the delicious treat theft and they had a good laugh. The next day Whitney was confused when Stacy still hadn't eaten her newly replaced frozen pint of heaven. Stacy went out instead. Whitney's tummy grumbled and the addictive chemicals in this newly found treat called her name until there was a spoon in hand and chocolate, fudge, and brownie were smeared on her face. Again, Whitney reached the bottom of the pint. This treat, as history has recorded, was not replaced until early in the year 2010 when the cousin and sister met again.
The cousin and sister had another good laugh over the story and the sister finally had the satisfaction of seeing her cousin enjoy the replacement treat, though she was still confused at the little amount she ate. As luck would have it, delicious frozen treats don't travel well, so it was left in the sister's freezer . . . and they lived happily ever after.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Toothless Wonder
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Stella
Fiesta Bowl
I was so excited to have my Uncle Bruce and cousins Stacy, Caleb, and Hailee come visit us for a bit when they were in town for the Fiesta Bowl. Boise State University (BSU) was playing, so Caleb got some tickets because he's in their Sports Medicine program. They drove straight through from Weiser and showed up at my house at 5:00 a.m. to sleep for a few hours before they got back up for the Tailgate party.
By the way, my beautiful cousin Stacy and her team won the hotdog-eating contest! That totally grosses me out.
I'll go ahead and say that they were pretty excited about BSU'S big win and so was Taco Bell!
By the way, my beautiful cousin Stacy and her team won the hotdog-eating contest! That totally grosses me out.
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Anderson Family,
Stacy
"Cup Please!"
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Tatem
Margaret & Dave
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Dibble Family,
Elliot,
Stella
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