What is/has every one done for Halloween?

We went and picked pumpkins and then carved them. Unfortunately, it's now sure that I will not be here for halloween. I am going to Sierra California for 3 weeks this Saterday.

FUmpa FUmpa FUmpa...NOAH!!

Is someone talking to me?
FUMpa FUmpa FUmpa
NOAH!!
Who is This?
It's a miracle. Andy put a new post on his blog. It's even got pictures and everything. You should check it out.

Noah

Laura asked me to post some pictures of Noah.

He is 10 pounds 6 ounces, and 22 inches long.

SOMETHING COMPLETED - FINALLY!

We enjoyed watching general conference yesterday and today, and our testimonies have been strengthened through the talks we heard from the general authorities and other church leaders. We were glad to hear about new temples in Rome and Philadelphia, both of which we hope to visit :-).

Friday and Saturday (before and in between sessions) Dad cut and glued the capstones for the planters in front of the house. He started building them last summer, and feels great satisfaction at finally completing them. Still lots more capstones to do on the "great wall," in the back yard, but he continues to move forward.

Destructo Man

My little one year old boy (birthday pictures on my blog) is a constant mess maker. He climbs into everything, pulls things out of all the cupboards and drawers he can open, throws things on the floor and says uh oh! He is so cute, but I have twice as much to clean up now that he has learned these new abilities. When he gets hungry, he climbs over to the snack cabinet, pulls out some cookies or crackers and eats right thru the package. I finally have had to lock some of the cupboards up. He pulls out all the pots and climbs inside that cupboard while I am cooking dinner. He loves to watch things fall and say uh oh. Ah, what a fun stage this is.

Post Cards, please

Check out this post from Adrianne's sister. Her daughters class is collecting post cards.

http://mcclarkies.blogspot.com/2008/10/shout-out-for-postcards.html

Mike

Yesterday morning

Yesterday morning Adrianne and I got up for the day around 0610. I got into the shower and Adrianne went for a jog. After being in the shower for a few minutes, it was time to wash my face. I applied the soap to my face, and as I was doing so, I heard, from about 3 feet behind me, "Mahhh-mahhh." Naturally, hearing what sounded like ghost noises to me, I screamed like a girl. A second into the scream my brain caught up with my adrenalin and I recognized that the noise was Isaac.

Let me interrupt my story. On Sunday I was going to the bathroom when I overheard Adrianne telling the boys that I was a monster and that they needed to go "quish" me. I thought this would be a perfect opportunity to play with the boys, so as they ran down the hall to squish me, I turned and yelled, "Roarrrr!" Will was a little startled, but Isaac, stopped, shook like he was having a seizure and then started bawling. That was not my intended reaction, especially since it took about 30 minutes to help him stop crying. For the rest of the day he kept saying, "Daddy, no be monster/dinosaur."

Now, back to my story. I quickly opened the shower curtain to see Isaac, terrified, standing in the bathroom. Before I could say anything, he screamed, too. I tried to reassure him that things were okay, and that I was just a little scared by him, but all he would say was, "Daddy, no be monster. Daddy, no be monster." I couldn't figure out what to do--Do I hop out of the shower naked, dripping, and with soap all over my face to comfort my crying child or do I pick him up and bring him into the shower? I decided to pat his head, and tell him he was okay. After a few minutes he calmed down enough for me to tell him to go back to sleep and that mommy would be home when he woke up.

I no more than shut the curtain and resumed my shower when I heard, "Daddy, what was that scary noise?" With less patience for him, I told Will to get back in his bed and go to sleep.

Some men are afraid to admit that they scream like a little girl. I am not.

Mike