This is my new bff

His name is "Nacho".

75 degrees and breezy

It's gorge, no?

Ice skating in Mexico

Who knew?

My four boys

Look how crowded this beach is you gize. ::snicker::

Mexican Christmas tree

Mayheeco

When do you think time machines will eventually be invented?

Cuz this hooligan is wearing the same size shoes as me.  And also just helped someone in our ward fix their computer.  And likes girls.   Do you think he'd argue if I tried to squeeze him in that high chair?

This other hooligan is turning 10 in a few days.  And he no longer has that light, wavy hair.  (thank HEAVEN he still has his freckles tho....there is mercy in the world)

And this last hooligan decided to confiscate my phone and reply to a text Aunt Visor sent me last night.  I had no knowledge of this until about 10 minutes ago.  He's actually very adept at carrying on a conversation via iPhone btw.  ::sigh::  His thighs are no longer squishy like a marshmallow anymore. 

So, I've decided that I'm leaving my life, with those gigantic hooligans in tow, and try to catch some time with them before they are walking through the MTC with a tag on.

I'm dead now.



So, we are leaving Wednesday and will be gone for a couple of weeks to Mexico for Chrissymass.  Please feel free to Facebook or email or call me since we'll have wi-fi in our place and since I insisted Shed get us a temporary non-roaming cell service thingy while there.  The only problem is----no TEXTING.  So, you've been warned.

Same goes for Aunt Visor who will be joining us on the 22nd.

My plan is to blog occasional pics to make you gize all jealous.

It's what I'm here for.

Try to ignore the 3 huge man-children that are with me.

It's an illusion.

They are actually itty bitty boys.

If I weren't a misfit

I'd like to think I'd feel very comfortable on the Island of Misfit Toys.  It brings me peace and serenity.  To know there are places in the world (albeit creepy claymation places) that will accept me with my flaws.

Just like that choo-choo with square wheels..... 

I've got unposted pictures from ages ago.

Halloween.

And if I weren't a misfit, I'd actually have a picture of Brains dressing up as a mobster but really just looked like Charlie Chaplain. 

Without the mustache.

Facial hair on 12 yr olds is wrong anyway.

Char Char agrees.

And if I weren't a misfit I prolly would have gone on and on about Brains freakishly talented music abilities and his band concerts.

 

 

You know, I felt oddly connected to that little bird who couldn't fly,...but swam instead.  I'm sure flying is much harder on your joints anyway.  And so what if that elf wanted to be a dentist!!  Who doesn't want a life free of tooth decay and root canals.

::raising misfit arm::

If I weren't a misfit I'd tell you that my son loved football season and excelled at the sport.

 

 

But how can I stand next to that little water pistol who shoots jelly and, in good conscience, pretend that his team didn't lose EVERY SINGLE GAME this season and he hated (almost) every minute of it.

But he's not a quitter misfit like his momma. (Remind me to tell you about the time I quit running for elementary school secretary cuz I was afraid of giving a speech and also I'd chosen orange for my campaign posters. -- orange.)

That kid stuck it out til the season was over even when we gave him an out half-way through.

If I weren't a misfit, I'd tell you that Char Char is a natural at soccer (like he appears to be in this picture)

 

You'd think he was the Pele of 6 yr old soccer right?  

Truth be told he spent most of his time like this:

 

Chatting it up with his friends and sometimes getting hit from BEHIND with the soccer ball.  To his credit tho he has no idea he's not good and loves every minute of it.  

Especially the snack part at the end.

Just like his mama.

And did you ever wonder what was wrong with the little "Dolly for Sue" on the Island of Misfit Toys?  Me too.  Turns out, according to Wikipedia (and we all know anything on the internet is basically true):

"A Dolly for Sue (as she calls herself) is a seemingly normal girl rag doll with red hair and a red gingham (checkered) dress. Her misfit problem is never explained on the special, but was revealed on NPR's Wait Wait… Don't Tell Me! news quiz show (broadcast December 8, 2007). The show revealed that Rudolph's producer, Arthur Rankin Jr., says Dolly's problem was psychological, caused from being abandoned by her mistress and suffering depression from feeling unloved."

::singing::

When chriiiiiistmas day is heeeeeere....the most woooooonderful daaaaay of the yeeeeeear.

My daddy taught me good