My kids always give it to me straight...

Don't you just love how your kids will always tell you exactly what they're thinking, especially when it comes to YOU. Here are a few examples from our house this last week.
Lillie: (In a very excited voice) "Mommy! Your hair is two colors! Brown up top and blond on the bottom.
Me: (In my head) "I think it might be time to call for a hair appointment."


Abbie: (While looking at my hands) "Mommy, your hand looks like a man's hand."
Brad: (Lots and lots of laughing...thanks honey)
Me: (In my head) I can't wait until I have this baby and I'm not so swollen so that my five year old doesn't start telling everyone her mommy's hands look like a man.


This last one happened a few weeks ago and was just too funny. We were walking into the bishop's office for tithing settlement and this is what was said...
Lillie: "Are we seeing the Bishop?"
Me: "Ya, we are going to give him our tithing."
Lillie: "But, is the Bishop going to cut my arm off?"
Me: Laughing "What? No, the bishop will not cut your arm off. It's not the doctor. And the doctor wouldn't cut your arm off either."
Bishop: Just laughed and quickly offered Lillie some chocolate to make her like him.

We're still alive!!

OK, it has been quite awhile since my last post and some of you (any of you who happen to still be visiting my blog) may be wondering if I'm still here. We have been busy with Christmas and baby plans and by the time my kids go to bed at night, I cannot mentally or physically do anything but watch the biggest loser and sympathise with those poor people who, like myself, have a hard time going up a flight of stairs, or just plain walking. Although this is sounding depressing, I am feeling ok and am looking forward to meeting our third little munchkin in a few weeks. Christmas was wonderful in Arizona. I was able to fly down with my girls Dec. 16th and spend some fun times with both sides of the family and go to dinner with some friends. Brad drove down by himself (poor guy) and met us the Saturday before Christmas. Fortunately, Santa still found our family at my parents house and Abbie and Lillie had a blast Christmas morning. When we came back to Utah the day after Christmas, we were met with SNOW, SNOW and MORE SNOW. We even got stuck trying to pull into our own driveway the night we got back. Since it was 1 am and we were tired and freezing, our car stayed there until the morning. Our neighbors thought it was pretty funny the next morning when they looked out their window and saw the Randall's car with one half in the driveway and one half in the street. I will try to make myself post some pics soon. I hope everyone had a great Christmas and that your new year is going well.