Tuesday, November 4, 2008

One of These Things is Not Like the Other Ones

Harrison has a perpetual tendency to accentuate the negative (in the cutest possible way.) For example, when the bishop at church asked him what he liked about school, he responded, "Nothing." If you asked if he had a fun birthday, he would be likely to respond, "Not really." He always has a sparkle in his eye and a sly smile that reveal his darling sense of humor is just a little on the negative side. So when Harrison came home from school and went to his backpack for his school picture, and said, "My picture is terrible," I was expecting to see the same charming, beautiful smile I had seen in his pictures from years past. I was speechless and laughing to tears when this is the picture he pulled out (ignore the flash from the camera):


When I had finally composed myself, I asked him what he was thinking when he had his picture taken. He said he was trying to have a nice smile. . . . Guess we need to work on that one.

Incidentally, notice the other two children in the pictures-- aren't they as darling as the grinchy one?? By the way, I can only get Dallin to wear a collared shirt on picture day. The kids know that picture day is my choice-- I will be sad when they are no longer amenable to that arrangement. By the way, do you know that Jeff wore the same shirt (not a similar shirt but the SAME shirt) for three years in a row on picture day in high school?? What am I in for???

Monday, November 3, 2008

Fall Memories

Cozy dinners (unfortunately, this one looked better than it tasted.)

Hay ride.

Corn maze.

Dallin designing his "math problem" pumpkin.

Haven's finished product.

Harrison and Maxwell - hard at work.

Micah mimicking his pumpkin face.

The finished display.

Halloween greetings.

The big night. Micah - doggy, Haven - Miss Universe, Dallin - pharoah, Harrison - Ash (Pokemon), Maxwell - Bat/Dragon (said, "Bat slash dragon,") Amber - Elena, Jeff - Zorro.

Incidentally, while Jeff took the kids trick or treating, some Spanish-speaking children approached him saying - "Look it's the real Zorro! It's really him!" Followed by lots of Spanish conversation. Jeff was flattered. He didn't shave that day on purpose. I, on the other hand, don't think I'll ever be mistaken for the "real Elena."