Shout Out to WonderWoman

Just a quick shout out to my teeny tiny sis and all of her hard work and efforts to make her home open to anyone who happens to find themselves in Twin Falls. The dynamo I am now christening WonderWomanWhitney is due to give birth in 3 weeks and move into her new home this next week. In the midst of what could only be considered mass chaos she still managed to provide a lovely Thanksgiving dinner for 16. She begins packing duties today and I'm positive she'll have her tree up in her lovely new sitting room in the blink of any eye. WWW has also offered to open the doors to her home again for Christmas Eve frivolity...and that's only 1 week after introducing the world to our very own, sure to be darling, Shayna Layne. I've offered my services over and over again and am always given a polite, "I'll keep you in mind." While she has enough on her plate for 10 normal people, WWW will manage it all with grace and patience and will walk away in her 'skinny jeans' by the 1st of the year...I'm giving good genetics, sweet disposition and yoga all of the credit. Although I think I may have seen a 'lasso of truth' and some kickin' braclets in her underwear drawer while I was snooping around on Thursday.

While You Thought I Was Sleeping

Hijinx and tomfoolery at too late of an hour to account for. You can bet your life he didn't sleep in either the next day due to these nocturnal habits . Yes, he is 3 years old.

Speaking Before I Think

My blogging has been and will certainly be lack luster over the next few weeks. I have found myself pile high in yards and yards of fabric and pants. I struck a deal with Olivia's dance instructor to turn 12 pairs of dress pants into knickers and sew 12 vests for the Nutcracker performance in a few short weeks. It's another one of those "What was I thinking?" moments. I already have my own "To Do" sewing list for Christmas and I just jumped head first into chaos...and by my own choice. I'm off to hunt down cheap, yet nice appearing fabric to line the vests. Keep me in your prayers.

Never Gets Old

I lucked upon this gem of a show yesterday for a steal of deal. My kids have now watched it 4 times in 24 hrs. and I have watched it right along with them. One is never too old to watch this flick and it never gets old either. Am I the only one who has loaded up the car full of kids, headed down the road and then gasped with the mental thought "Did I put Tess in the car?" Luckily this hasn't happened yet......

but it could.

Keep the change ya filthy animals!

Murphey's Law #1,982

If you and your beloved stay up way too late laughing yourselves silly at Arrested Development Season 1, your kids
will wake up before the rooster crows, the sun is up or any
other normal human being is functioning.

It's a good thing church is at 1:00.

And Last, But Certainly Not Least

OK-I'm sacrificing a large dose of self respect by posting these pics of James and I, but how could I not? We decided to give a shout out to "The Office" this year for Halloween. James delivered a radical version of Dwight, while I was his happy, go lucky gal pal Angela. The only things missing were a kicking Trans Am and poster sized pic of babies playing saxophones.









































I'm officially done with the Halloween posts. Just let me say that Cole and Tristan threw the best bash EVER and the kids will be talking about it in the years to come. There was delicious food, a Survivor style game for the adults, trick-or-treating, pass the gourd, movies, laughs, trickery, jokes and too much fun to account for. Cole and Tristan have officially been voted the co-chairs for the Neider Party Planning Committee.

Thanks you two!

It's a Mad, Mad World

Awhile ago Cole and Tristan tended to Ryan and Colleen's kids while they went to the temple. After R &C picked up the kids and about a minute into the drive home, Trent (my nephew) said with all sincerity:

"Mom, What kind of scientist is Cole?"
Colleen said "I don't know exactly, I think he runs tests on blood antibodies or something of the sort"
Trent then replied, "Mom, the garage door eeked open and I saw something in there; It was a table with a blanket over it and feet! Cole is working on something in there and not telling Tristan."

















Our family has laughed and laughed about this. We liked the idea of Cole working on secret things in his 'laboratory' and not telling an unsuspecting Tristan of his dark deeds. To help further the notion of having a mad scientist for an uncle, Dr. Cole treated all of the kids with a visit to his laboratory on Halloween. He explained to the kids that Pete from 'Don't Eat Pete' was actually eaten and his 'left over' body parts were sent to his lab for testing. He borrowed the pieces for the night to show off to the kids. All of the kids were shocked and somewhat disgusted with the idea...as the pictures so aptly show. Dr. Cole had the kids touch the body parts and guess which parts they were touching. A few of the adults even got in on the action. I was lucky enough to touch the heart. One word: Gross.
























These 2 brothers sat clutching each other like a pair of spider monkeys the entire time. They were determined not to have anything to do with Dr. Cole's experiments on Pete.

Bob, Bob, Bobbing

This and Cole's Mad Labratory was the kids' favorite part of the night. I don't know who had more fun, the kids trying to get at the apples or the adults watching them.

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Tears in My Rootbeer

I'm trying to remain calm as I type this little blurb...my hard drive up and fried itself this last week and I am now forced to work off of my darling's laptop. I like the convenience of a laptop, but love the workspace and comfort of my computer. ALL of my work and files for Dr. T are on that beast of a machine and yes we do have an external drive to back up files, but in my la dee dahness I haven't done it for a couple of months. Why do I feel like my whole, entire life is residing in someone named Kevin's home right now? Everyone needs to go find a wishing star and make a wish that all of my stuff can be retrieved and brought safely home to me ASAP.

I have quite the shindig to report on...details and lots of pics to come. My cute brother and his even cuter wife spoiled us with a party on Friday. FUN! FUN! FUN!

I'm remaining surprisingly calm might I add (again) in the midst of missing a portion of my brain.