When I "Grow UP", I Want To Be Nerseyfers!

Ready to blast off....5-4-3-2-1
BLAST OFF!







The "Fast" Rocket has the cushie seat.

The "Slow" Rocket has room for a friend.

Yesterday 2 boxes containing a new crib set for the K-Man arrived at the home. After carefully admiring the crib set, Coach, Ashie, Nersey and I saw a great potential for wonderful toys in the boxes the crib set came in. Ashie climbed into the smallest box and started to flap the two sides of the boxes and called it his rocket. Earlier in the day, he had brought his rocket book to Glama's to be read. Coach jumped into the larger box. Ahhh...we all caught the vision. I was ready to grab the magic markers and start to draw a control panel when Nersey ran for the scissors while I got the markers. She quickly started cutting a round dash board, then drawing the control panel. It was at that point, Ashie noticed he was in the smaller of the two boxes and his little brother Coach had the larger box. That just was not going to do.....He wanted the bigger rocket.

Nersy thinking quickly told the boys the smaller was the "FAST" rocket and the bigger one was the "Slow" rocket because it was so very large it could not move as quickly. She took the scraps she cut away from the steering wheel and wrote "Fast" on one piece and attached it to the back of the rocket with blue painters tape as the tail fin. (Yes some of you might recognize the same tape used to keep our dryer switch working correctly.) Then she attached the other piece on the back of the "Slow" rocket for its tail fin. The boys helped Nersey as she cut the window on the big rocket and made the control panel. They gleefully took the markers and colored their rockets. Nersey even made a comfortable seat with some of the packing material in the smaller rocket to make it more desirable and added a toilet paper tube on the back....

The boys loved their rockets....but Nersey made it even better by adding special helmets to be worn while flying the rockets out of tin foil. You have got to love her creative, twisted mind. Who thinks of this stuff. What great fun was had by all of us. Thanks Nersey for your creative soul....I want to grow up to be you. You are so much fun!

Tadpole is Ready for Mt. Olympus...

Tadpole has become board with the climbing challenges around this place. He craves something with a little more majesty than the toilet and the dining room table...

Halloweenies!!!!

Hello Davis Fam-Damnly,

I know this post is a bit past season but I figure it is better late then never, besides if retail stores can start setting up for Christmas just after labor day I should be able to enjoy Halloween for a couple of extra weeks right? This year I thought it would be fun to make sugar cookies and frost them with the Franci when they came up for Sunday dinner (for the record these photo's were taken like two weeks before Halloween). Since K-Man is not at the age of appriciating cookie decorating I knew I had to turn to Ash and Coach and boy did these guys pull through. They were so much fun they knew exactly how this was done. Uncle Cookie made the dough of course and Uncle B supervised and gave good instructions on how to get as much frosting on the cookie as possible. Even Bampa got pulled into the action making sure that his cookie had every color of frosting on it. I am thinking that for Christmas we might need to borrow the brother's Franci again to decorate a gingerbread house!

Arg...Breast feeding...embarrasing moments!!!

Family:

I just finished reading Jen's account of her recent breast feeding disaster. Well, the experience is not limited to ladies involved in the practice. Often it is even more terrifying for the innocent that happen onto a lady so involved.

Remember I am an only child. I never held a baby until I was 23 years old. Breast Feeding was not in my vocabulary let alone my experience. When I was a missionary sometimes we had to go to 2 or 3 sacrament meetings on a Sunday. Sometimes I would just slip into a vacant room and read. On one such occassion I happened on a lady with her baby. I walked in the room real friendly and said hi! When I got closer I realized what any other mortal would have known when they opened the door. Later, when I was a very young Bishop I stopped to pick up Ken Fox for a basketball game. Vicky, his wife, (Susan Fitts very shy sister) was sitting on the couch with their newborn. I was talking to Vicky while Ken was getting ready. There were peanuts in shells on the table so I helped myself. Soon I had a handful of shells. I saw this white shallow cone thing on the arm of the couch. I quickly deposited my shells when Ken came out of the bedroom and we left for the game. Several months later when James was born I found out what those little white cones were, breast shields. Susan Fitts heard that story years later and couldn't breath she was laughting so hard. Evidently, that would have embarassed the socks off of her sister.

So ladies be careful on this breast feeding thing. You never know where the unsuspecting only children are lurking.

Guess What?

I know you have all given up on the soggy phrog blog, but we have a new post up! Check us out! :)

I Love Autumn

Ahhh....I must say, Fall is absolutely my favorite time of the year. Yes I love the spring, the first dig into to the soil, watching the re-birth of my hill as it goes from a barren hill of dirt to a beautiful carpet of green. But there is something really special in watching the leaves magically change from green to an array of beautiful vibrant colors. The weather is perfect too. Not too hot and generally not too cold. Fall came later this year, but it happened all of the sudden. Last week "the hill" was green. Then we had a cold snap and this week "the hill" is alive with all different colors.

Sunday Dad was bored and wanted a ride, so we cruised up Little Cottonwood Canyon. It was absolutely breath taking. Monday I wanted to go up Millcreek to check it out. We took a ride up there on Conference Sunday and listened to the afternoon session of Conference as we drove. The upper canyon was magnificent, brilliant with deep reds and oranges. The aspen had not turned yet. As we drove up the canyon yesterday, I was a little disappointed many of the leaves had dropped. I believed we had missed most of the Autumn action.....However driving down....it was absolutely amazing. I wanted to run and jump in the leaves just as I used to do when I was a child. We live so close to the mountains and spend so little time up there. I wanted to share some of "the love" from home. Hope you enjoy the picts. Anyone up for a hot dog roast up Millcreek? Got to hurry.....the leaves will soon be gone.

I love Nersey-fers!

Why? Who else is twisted enough to dress up mom's decorative animals?