this one is made from sandstone
see the offerings of berries and fish?
Monday, December 10, 2007
Last Batch
Another Alaskan Favorite (above)
Below a Nativity that we had in our home growing up. I remember just LOVING it!
Basketball Boy
Saturday was Sam's last basketball game of the 2007 Season. He ended with a big bang scoring the most points and having a couple of great rebounds and assists. He enjoyed it far more than I thought he would and looked forward to his games every Saturday. I was really proud of him for being a great little team player. Hooray for Sam!
Confession: Since this is the season of grinches, I guess it is perfect timing. All of the parents on Sam's team bought trophies for their kids. 10 dollar trophies. All of the parents EXCEPT us. Is that mean? I just figured he'd love it for about 2 hours and then it would be begging to be forgotten and eventually thrown away. So I just saved myself the trip to the garbage can. And like my friend Jessica in Flagstaff said, a trophy is something to be earned not handed out. So when Sam has self esteem issues in 10 years we'll all know who to blame. Me.
Sam and his Biggest Fans!
Confession: Since this is the season of grinches, I guess it is perfect timing. All of the parents on Sam's team bought trophies for their kids. 10 dollar trophies. All of the parents EXCEPT us. Is that mean? I just figured he'd love it for about 2 hours and then it would be begging to be forgotten and eventually thrown away. So I just saved myself the trip to the garbage can. And like my friend Jessica in Flagstaff said, a trophy is something to be earned not handed out. So when Sam has self esteem issues in 10 years we'll all know who to blame. Me.
Sam and his Biggest Fans!
This year Sam was on the Volcano Team with Coach Melanie.
Smiles
Believe it or not this kid is smiling like a mad man these days. He smiles in the morning. He smiles in the afternoon. He smiles at night. He smiles at me. He smiles at his Dad. He smiles at his brothers. But he will NOT smile for the camera.
Smile. Smile. Smile. Smile. Camera comes out. No more smiles. Someday we'll capture this kids at his cutest. Until then. . . you get Mr. Somberface. (which we think is mighty cute)
Do Your Best
First off I can't believe I have 8-year-olds. Surely I am too young. But alas, I am not.
The end of November was Christian and Tanner's first Cubscouting event. They were welcome into cubscouts at Pack Meeting with a song and the presentation of their neckerchiefs and slides. They were thrilled to be there.
I was talking with my mom about my future as a mom with cubscouts. I figure I only have 11 more years of Pack Meetings. 11 YEARS. Wow. I guess I should just chin up and like the cubscout motto declares, "Do Your Best!"
Disclaimer: I love Christan JUST AS MUCH as I love Tanner. . .but the silly kid is going through this serious posing stage when it comes to pictures and trust me when I say that they are too painful to post.
The end of November was Christian and Tanner's first Cubscouting event. They were welcome into cubscouts at Pack Meeting with a song and the presentation of their neckerchiefs and slides. They were thrilled to be there.
I was talking with my mom about my future as a mom with cubscouts. I figure I only have 11 more years of Pack Meetings. 11 YEARS. Wow. I guess I should just chin up and like the cubscout motto declares, "Do Your Best!"
Disclaimer: I love Christan JUST AS MUCH as I love Tanner. . .but the silly kid is going through this serious posing stage when it comes to pictures and trust me when I say that they are too painful to post.
We Miss You!
So our company is gone and we are missing them fiercely. . . we are currently in that lull between the high you get when family is around and the taunting of normalcy around the corner. Mom and Dad it was such a treat to have you here! My folks spoiled us during their visit (I would go into details but my poor siblings got the shock of their life last week--though I can hardly see how they couldn't see it coming--when my mom disclosed that I, Stephanie Warner Bacon, am her favorite daughter. The details of our past week would only validate that I am my father's favorite as well.) We did all sorts of crazy, wild, and truly Alaskan things while they were here like going to WalMart, going to Cubscout Pack Meeting, going to WalMart, going to Sam's basketball game, going to WalMart, decorating the Christmas tree, going out on a limb and hitting the Fred Myer, playing cards, going to WalMart.
A few funnies. . . my parents could hardly keep their eyes open after 6:30 p.m. Thank goodness for the 14 2-liter bottles of Pepsi my dad bought at all those trips to WalMart or they may have not made it through dinner. My mom one morning decided to sweep out the garage and driveway while I was playing basketball (isn't she a Godsend?). Well, she was so chilled after that 15 minute adventure that she spent the rest of the day huddled in a heap of blankets and sitting next to the fire. I quickly calculated that those from the lower 48 have what my mom would refer to as "a weak constitution" when it comes to cold and all those hikes and outdoor adventures I had put on our to-do list would have to wait until a summer visit.
Well, we are hoping that there will be a summer visit. We are quite the crowd to visit with quiet, timid Hyrum (okay, so that is 100% sarcastic) and all the hussle and bussle that is part of the package deal with a house full of boys . . . but hopefully time will erase all the noise and obnoxiousness from their minds and they'll get the courage to come to the Last Frontier Again. Hey!!!!. . . we are getting that Super WalMart in Fall of 2008!! :)
A few funnies. . . my parents could hardly keep their eyes open after 6:30 p.m. Thank goodness for the 14 2-liter bottles of Pepsi my dad bought at all those trips to WalMart or they may have not made it through dinner. My mom one morning decided to sweep out the garage and driveway while I was playing basketball (isn't she a Godsend?). Well, she was so chilled after that 15 minute adventure that she spent the rest of the day huddled in a heap of blankets and sitting next to the fire. I quickly calculated that those from the lower 48 have what my mom would refer to as "a weak constitution" when it comes to cold and all those hikes and outdoor adventures I had put on our to-do list would have to wait until a summer visit.
Well, we are hoping that there will be a summer visit. We are quite the crowd to visit with quiet, timid Hyrum (okay, so that is 100% sarcastic) and all the hussle and bussle that is part of the package deal with a house full of boys . . . but hopefully time will erase all the noise and obnoxiousness from their minds and they'll get the courage to come to the Last Frontier Again. Hey!!!!. . . we are getting that Super WalMart in Fall of 2008!! :)
Baby Blessing
Henry Warner was blessed on Sunday, December 2. It was a sweet little blessing. Eric mentioned that he would be tender, sensitive, and brilliant like his namesake Henry B. Erying. How could this little Angel of ours grow up and not be wonderful? Just look at him.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Baptized Boys
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