Crazy Hair Day (for reals)

Today is "Crazy Hair Day" at Barker. Morgan was very excited to participate, she's reminded me every day this week. As we were styling her hair this morning I found myself laughing out loud as I remembered a story of a sister of mine in which I would like to share with you. Since I have lots of sisters I'm fairly confident her identity will remain anonymous. In fact I will give her an alias, lets just call her "Stella".

Stella works as a kindergarten teacher. Her school was having crazy hair day. That morning she was having so much fun getting her daughter, a kindergartner too, ready for school with a crazy hair-doo. I think the "doo" was one ponytail braid up high and another way down low, or something like that - an obvious crazy hair style. When the hair was crazy enough my niece gets sent off to school. Now this is the part I'm not sure of - I don't know when my sister realizes that her daughter's school, different from the one my sister teaches at, is NOT having Crazy Hair Day! What did she think, spirit days are district wide or something? I don't know. Poor Eden, I mean, poor niece. I hope she has recovered.

A Perfect 10.0

Scott and I celebrated our 10-year anniversary over the weekend. We went out to Palm Desert and had a fabulous time. Our attempt to take a picture together resulted in sort of a sum up of the last ten years: harder than expected, some good, some not so good, always something to learn, continually getting better, and a whole lot of fun.

Oh yeah, this guy came too...
Dear Scott,

There are billions of people in the world and for ten straight years in a row you have been my favorite person out of all of them. I know looking from the outside in it doesn't seem like it's all been perfect. But when I can honestly say I wouldn't change one thing, by default doesn't that make it, well, perfect? Happy Anniversary, Babe! I love you and here's to a perfect 10.

Miss Smarty Pants

When Morgan was 18-months old, going into nursery and could identify all the letters of the alphabet, we used to joke, "Oh yeah, she's totally going to be in GATE." Fast forward four years later and she totally is going to be in GATE. We received a letter from the school that she can start the program next year when she starts the first grade. We are so thrilled. She totally NEEDS this. Kindergarten has been a bit of a struggle trying to keep her interest. Congratulations Morgie!

(Oh come on! I'm allowed a boast about my kid once in a while, eh?)

Matchy Matchy

Just as we wore our "Sunday best" on Easter, I think Heavenly Father saved his Sunday best for today too. The day was BE-U-TI-FUL.

Here is the traditional family picture taken at Easter.

(Next year remind me to take the picture as soon as we get here, before all the laborious egg hunting.)

Even the dolls had matching dresses (thank you Grandma Dolly!)

Here is Beck. I don't know if he is cheering because the picture taking session is over or that I couldn't find a white or black vest for him to wear to match the girls. Next year buddy, next year.

30 X 30

The goal: to loose 30 pounds by my 30th birthday. It gives me six months. Then, I will be so thin that my pants will fall off when doing the Marine Crawl over some couch pillows.

Red, White & Blue

A Ganswer

Alright, I know you have been up nights wondering what the little "face-cup" is. If you don't know what I am talking about and would like to participate in the guessing game click here.

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Otherwise, continue on...

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IT'S AN EGG SEPARATOR!