Hoppy Easter

Hope your Easter was as "Hoppy" as ours.

How's that for cheese??

Ewww . . . yucky

So, the Easter Egg Hunt at Mama's and Papa's was conducted in the backyard. This is where the family dog, Buddy, resides. When Jared came in from the hunt, he was found to have a sticky brown substance all over his hands . . .

Stop right there! You have a dirty mind, it's not what you think it is.

Chocolate melts when it gets hot. The Easter Bunny hid the eggs while the sun was out, and Jared found this out the, um, sticky way.

Khloe's Favorite

Khloe has a nice way of making those around her feel special. This is her secret: she tells you that you are her favorite.

Here's the truth though, she doesn't only tell you that! I recently heard Khloe over the phone declare to her Aunt Kendra that she was her favorite.

Two weeks ago at Quinn's blessing Khloe hopped on my lap and whispered in my ear that I was her favorite.

*sigh* What's an auntie to do? Maybe she's told one of you readers that you are her favorite too. Sorry to let you know the truth.

Food goes in your mouth!

This post is dedicated to Jared. Jared loves to eat! He also loves to stick food all over his hair. Maybe his hair has taste buds, you never know. Maybe he does it because it drives his mother crazy. Either way, it's pretty funny.

My Darling Khloe

This is my daughter Khloe with her favorite aunt Katie. Khloe is just so good with her little nephew Quinn and such a good big sister. Khloe says so many funny things. Here is one of her recent ones:

Scene, Khloe chooses, of her own accord, to bear her testimony in Sacrament meeting. On her first time, from the pulpit she declared:

"I like everyone in this church."

She's so funny.

The Anti-Blog Movement

"My baby is so perfect!"
"My kids are so cute and they sleep all the time."
"Isn't it fabulous that I travel all the time and never work?"
"Don't you wish your house was as clean as mine?"
"My life is just perfect and nothing ever goes wrong."

Aren't you sick of it all? Well Kelly is. But that's the trouble, I'm not Kelly. But I am making a blog for her anyway just to bug her. Because she hates blogs. Here's to you Kelly!