Monday, October 28, 2013
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Hail to the prophet, ascended to heaven
Traitors and fire-ants now fight him in vain
Now if you have ever been bitten by a fire ant, you would understand that a fire ant is almost as bad as a tyrant. A whole mound of fire ants might be worse...
Saturday, May 28, 2011
This evening Chloe was brushing my hair. Being silly, she ran the hairbrush down my arm, which immediately gave me goosebumps. "Why do you have bumps on your arm?," she asked. I explained, "probably because you just brushed my arm." She then asked, "Are you sure you aren't going poopy?" I told her, "Chloe, I am NOT going poopy." She then questioned me further saying, "Because when I go poopy those bumps on my arms come out." I reassured her once again that I was definitely not going poopy. Skeptically she whispered, "Oh, okay, but maybe you're going poopy."
Saturday, May 21, 2011
This year Kelsie auditioned (twice!) and was chosen to participate in the All City Choir. This little choir, made up of 4th and 5th graders from all over Frisco, was asked to sing the national anthem at the Rough Riders game last week. Excuse the lousy video work....when I saw them line up I had to run up the stairs and around the stadium to see their cute little faces. I couldn't hold the camera steady because I was trying to breathe. I also didn't recognize my daughter, even though she is in the front row directly in front of the microphone. I did, however, recognize her friend, so there are mostly shots of Taylor! Sorry Kels--I love ya'!
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Grandma and Grandpa Wallace, the whole Kunz family, and Grandma and Grandpa Miyasaki all made the 1248 mile trek to be part of this important day. We had many friends and neighbors in attendance and it was humbling to witness an entire room full of people who love Jackson. It was an incredible day and the presence of the Spirit testified of the importance of this sacred ordinance.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Thank you for this day.
Thank you for scriptures.
Thank you for our old t.v.
Thank you for us.
Thank you for t.v.
Thank you for Santa.
Thank you for notes.
Oh, how we love that girl! Earlier tonight, Wally fell asleep and Chloe was trying her best to wake him up. She was shaking some bells in his ear, but it didn't work. She tried giving him a hug and a kiss, but it didn't work. She tried tickling him, but it didn't work. She tried yelling "FIRE!", but it didn't work. For her last effort, she yelled, "Dad, the t.v. doesn't work!" at which point he woke up.