Paige is a dunker

These are from breakfast yesterday. Paige has been insisting on feeding herself EVERYTHING. Which is pretty much the only way she was ever going to be able to do it. CAY almost had to leave the room last night while she was eating yogurt- everywhere. But she concentrates so hard and it is really cute. Every bite went into the milk first.

Problem was, it was my milk, so here's what I was left with.

I couldn't throw it out - it was almost a full cup - so I closed my eyes and drank it super fast with my vitamins! MMMMMMM.....

Twilight???

Heard this review on NPR this morning - I haven't seen the movie and I am nervous about seeing it because all of the parts of the book (which I generally loved) that seemed too hokey to me while reading may be so apparent in the movie I won't be able to stomach it. This review nailed it for me - it's about the movie, but I think the same could be said about the books. Bella has no perspective - I could never figure out why Edward loved her. But I still wanted him to. Anyway I will be blog-stalking to see if other people love or hate it. My SIL, Miriam lives in Guam and has already seen it and loved it. Have you? Love, Hate or Tolerate? I don't want the movie to ruin the books for me.


Morning Edition, November 21, 2008 · I am not now nor have I ever been a 13-year-old girl, but Twilight made me wish I could be, at least for a couple of hours. It would help me appreciate a movie that has been targeted to that demographic with the specificity of a laser weapon.
Any romance fan can tell you that love stories need obstacles, and in this egalitarian age, the traditional obstacles — of class, caste, religion and fortune — are harder to come by. Twilight's notion is that Edward Cullen is a sexy vampire and Bella Swan is very much alive. Placing this conflict in high school, where emotions are extreme and every moment is a crisis, was the masterstroke that created a publishing-industry phenomenon.
And the film of Twilight succeeds in what it sets out to do — realize that phenomenon for a big-screen audience — because it treats those high-pressure high school emotions with unwavering, uncompromising seriousness; Laurence Olivier essaying Shakespeare didn't approach his material with more reverence than is on display here.
When Twilight opens, 17-year-old Bella is moving to the tiny Washington town of Forks to live with her dad. Even before the plot kicks in, Bella demonstrates the film's key attitude: As a teenager she is, by definition, a deeply superior being, elevated far above the dross of everyday life.
Forks High School holds no charms for this lofty creature — until she spies drop-dead handsome Edward. Aside from being a vampire, he's pretty much the ideal boyfriend.
And though the story's action quotient has been increased to appeal to the random males who might show up at the multiplex, Twilight is unabashedly a romance. All the story's inherent silliness aside, it is intent on conveying the magic of meeting that one special person you've been waiting for.
Maybe it is possible to be 13 and female after all — for a few hours, at least.

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Home - where my family is.

A few years ago, I visited a friend whose husband was in the Army and she had this quote displayed in her home: "I cast my lot with a soldier, and where he was, was home to me." (Francis Boyd) Too bad I can't really change it to something like "with an active duty military man" or "Air Force Member" or "Airman" (as they are correctly called). Soldier just sounds so much better. But, the sentiment is the same, even if I can't word it to fit my situation, since CAY is not a soldier. Still, he serves the same country, has taken the same oath....I digress. Where he is, really is home to me. And although, I still say I am from Colorado when asked, I'm pretty sure that Colorado doesn't feel like home to me anymore. My second home is probably where my brothers, sisters and parents - my blood - are and since most of them are in Utah now, that's what it felt like when Iwent for a visit this past weekend. My youngest brother, Andrew, got married to beautiful Carly. And in true AY fashion, I think I took 7 pictures the whole weekend. Here are a few pictures - none of them are of the happy couple. Because I didn't take any.

Sometimes I hate Blogger - I can't get it to type above the pictures. So here are the "captions" if you will.

1. Niece and Nephew waiting for departure to the wedding. They didn't want me to take the picture and covered their faces until I threatened to give them big sloppy aunt kisses in front of everyone at the wedding.

2. The flowers - Carly chose browns and white and My aunt Tina did the flowers - they were "super cool." I feel I have to put that in quotes because I'm not quite hip enough to pull it off without them.

3. My parents living room in the new - almost finished house - I still can't believe that it was presentable enough to host a dinner the night before for 30 plus people. They finished the fireplace the morning of the dinner.

4. Four wonderful women in cutesy aprons. I sure wish I could have been in that picture. Maybe next time, when I am an "after" shot for Turbo Jam or something!

Ball in the Hall

Tonight, everyone had lots of fun playing ball in the hallway...yes, it's a hallway even if it is only a few feet long. First, Daddy throws it at Ashlee.

Then, Ashlee gets revenge...

Then Paige and Maggie ham it up for the camera.

Also, here is a preview of a picture for Christmas cards this year...

Do you think we got any good shots?

Waiting for Dinner

When Paige senses that dinner is almost ready, she climbs right up in her high chair to wait...I left the ranch dressing really close to the edge tonight.

So, she decided to help herself to some...if you look closely, you can see her making a sour face.

Also, the poor baby has terrible diaper rash right now, so tonight we left her diaper off and put on a pair of Ashlee's "big girl pants" for a while. It was too cute!

A Few Halloween Pics

Here are some snapshots from Halloween...first a spooky dinner. On the menu:

goblin eyes

witches fingers

mummy dogs

mashed ghosts

slimy punch

And....

Witches Lips!

Then....
Here are two girls excited to be going trick-or-treating and one who will scream until her jacket is removed. Then she will be all about the trick-or-treating.

A funny story from our night... Christopher dropped Paige back home after about 30 minutes and then took the two big girls and a neighbor out for a while longer. The weather was pretty mild so Paige and I stayed on the porch to hand out the candy. She was walking around, looking at the jack-o'lanterns and moving pumpkins from one location to another. I was sitting in a chair that was apparently hidden as you approached from one side of the house. As one family approached...the dad said..."Awww, what's the matter little fella, are you locked out?" She's eighteen months....and shes a girl. Although, I have to admit, she was wearing a boys black shirt - it's impossible to find plain colors without embellishment for girls sometimes- and she could look like a little boy I guess. But the locked out part???? I didn't get it.

On another note....if I get one more e-mail from the Obama campaign requesting money I might change my vote!!!!! Here is a link to something funny about that....

http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=189770&title=baracks-millions

If I knew how to embed it, I would.