Tiny Dancer

She is utterly uncoordinated but thoroughly enthusiastic. What is she most excited about, you may ask, the outfits of course! I think she's a beauty.

Hit the Road Jack!

I get a horrid disease every summer.

Some hideous desire to ride in a car for many many hours. At times across empty stretches of desert and more often than not to end up in an empty stretch of desert. It is called wanderlust. It is commonly defined as a strong desire to travel, or, of having a strong desire to explore the world. Some consider it to be a simple linguistic compound of wander and lust.

I am desperately trying to control said desire this year.

CW asked me this evening why I insist on talking about how expensive gas is. Really it's the only way I can control my overwhelming desire to hit the road. The cheapskate in me, yes she does exist, is helping to keep me in check. That and the promise of England in 2009. As if the thought of 14 hours in a car with three screaming children is not enough to try anyone's sanity.

Do you look forward with anticipation to your yearly hiatis from home? Do you hear the siren's call of family, friends and fun? Or would your rather hang at the homestead?

Excuses, Excuses

I have them in abundance.

1. My underscore on my keyboard was broken and I was having to steal underscores from where ever I could find them (thanks Rochelle, I always knew I could find one in your blog address).

2. The S was SSSsssssticking and sometimes completely stuck. Such a pain to write anything. You don't realize how much you use SSSSS until it's gone.

3. My camera has been broken also.

Alas all this has been remedied. So if you haven't already seen them. Here is a couple of cute kids at Easter.

The Speer Kids

Alex and Lily

Ed (of course his only real interest was in the tripod)

Don't forget today's our day Texas!

Ok so I don't feel there is much in the way of choices, but still I am goin' out to be part of the process.

Here's some funnies, thanks Kelly.



If you want to own them for you very own click here and here.

Why do I love these quizzes. He he.

Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss"

You're a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship. You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love. Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you Your flirting style: friendly and sweet What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive

Valentine Memories

Memory #1

Disclaimer...this memory doesn't actually belong to me.
It's Valentine's day in the late 1950's my dad has his Valentine's all ready for class and decides to hitch a ride to school on his big brother's handle bars. Of course they crash, it's pretty bad and my uncle decides to walk his bike home, my dad however does not want to miss the Valentine's party at school. So he goes on his way. He shows up a school and the teacher insists he go home and get cleaned up. So he goes home and then his mom won't let him go back to school. He said he was always upset about missing that party....

Jenni's Dad Late 1950's

Memory #2

I am in 6th grade. There is slush outside on the ground because it "snowed" the night before. I am running to the bus stop when I realize that I have forgotten the dip for the V-day party! So I decide to pretend to slip in the mud so I can go back home an retreve said dip and then my mom can take me to school. I get home and chicken out about going inside so I am hiding out on the carport, in my mind I am going to hid out there all day until school lets out, mind you it's in the 30's out there. I guess my mom hears me though and comes out to investigate. I tell her I slipped on the way to the bus stop and decided to come home. I don't mention that I really only turned around because I forgot the dip. She tells me that I can stay home from school that day because she is not going out, my baby sister was a month old.

To this day I don't think my mom knows I turned around because of the dip.

My brother and I Valentine's day 1987

Memory #3

CW and I had been married only 5 weeks, it was our first V-day together. I wake up that morning to find chocolates everywhere...and I mean everywhere. In the silverwear drawer, all over the desk, all over the floor, in our bed. I did not think it was funny or romantic. In fact I was ticked and I did not fail to let him know it. He tried to make up for it with dinner but truly all he remembers of our 1st Valentines day is that he was "trying" to be romantic and I got mad.

CW and I -- 1997

So what are your Valentine's day memories, I know I have read some of yours already, but please feel free to share if you haven't already.

Follow the Prophet, Don't Punch People in the Mouth

Like a lot of LDS families, Monday night is set aside as family night. Tonight was Alex's night to "conduct". He wanted to talk about prophets, which is great considering we got a new one today.

We started off singing a song (Follow the Prophet), had a lesson where we talked about President Monson and his counselors and how they are chosen and then had a couple of games. We played " The Prophet says" like Simon says. Then we went around and named things the prophets have asked us to do. Like FHE, obey the commandments, read the Book of Mormon. Lily's turn was last and she was having a hard time coming up with an answer so CW asked her what the ring she got in Primary was called, she let us all know it was a shield and that reminded her not to punch people in the mouth...Good answer.

Pictures complements of Lily.