My kids have probably watched THIS VIDEO 1,000 times since Thanksgiving. The catchy tune is starting to reek havoc on my 2 brain cells. I though I'd share the wealth!

The last day of TWO!

I love this SWEET BOY. As of tomorrow he will no longer be TWO.

 

 

I love
his funny sense of humor,
his Zest for life,
his inability to say his R's, F's and C's,
his use of pronouns,
his independence,
his love for his siblings,
his pot belly,
and
the way he detests being called LITTLE.

He is big and can't wait to be bigger!
(Slow down little, little boy! You are growing way too fast!)

Ohhhh, and he finished his last day of the "Terrible Two"s in style by sneaking into the Chapel while waiting for Tithing Settlement. He found his way to the podium and hollered (not quietly I might add) rubbish into the microphone. All while a huge dinner and program was taking place in the gym. I am sure they heard everything. Yeah, we are awesome parents.

Things I never thought I'd say....

Walker, Dad is not going to teach you how to say BUTT FACE in Korean so quit asking.

No Whitney, the Bishop will not accept fake gemstones at tithing settlement. Go get your real money.

Wyatt, I am not sure if Mr. Bubbles (the freaky pet monkey) is still alive, even though his owner Michael Jackson is not. (We seriously have a daily Mickael Jackson conversation with this child. How did he ever find out about Mr. Bubbles anyway?)

Just because you ate all the candy off your advent calender (20 days early...oink, oink) doesn't mean that tomorrow is Christmas.

Today was quite the day. I am tired, but happy. They are now ALL in bed. Phew!

Dancing with the Stars

Whitney loves Dancing with the Stars...(inappropriate as it is....It does make me feel better that while she is subjected to the lack of morals that our country enjoys, the plethora of immodesty is mentioned.)

The final show is tonight and she was officially bribed. The basement needed a tidy-up. During the process Wyatt was told by the oldest that the Dancing Show was about Army Guys and Machine Guns. Consequently, the basement was cleaned in record time.

The disappointment was thick when the show started.

"Mom, I am so mad....This show is not about about cool things. It is about naked girls in bikinis dancing with boys. Gross."

Wyatt buddy, you are incredibly correct. Go enjoy something manly in the clean basement.
Walker, you are in trouble man.

Please pass me a new box of Kleenex and some Tylenol for my cry headache.

I just finished watching ABC's Find My Family and seriously cried like a big fat baby.

I am thankful for the insight I was given tonight. Adoptions bless so many families and I in awe of amazing birth parents who are incredibly unselfish. I cannot imagine anything more heart wrenching than giving up a baby. I am happy about the sweet reunion that I witnessed tonight.

Trust me, my couch will enjoy an indent and a pile of used tissues next Monday night.

How does JEFF (and the rest of us Johnsons) survive the NIGHT SHIFT?

Well....he has given up on those cute little orange foam ear plugs to moved on to ear "PROTECTION." He is ingenious and sleeps through anything.... We practically could move our bedroom next door to the shooting range. Not only is he immune to the normal kid noises, but to AK-47's, monster truck shows and even dump trucks driving through a Nitroglycerin plant.

Super Saturday

***Woke up today...to a blanket of snow.
***Felt happy....and told myself I will NEVER go as long (aka as hideous, shaggy, or trashy) as I did without a haircut.
***Love the new do...AND love the Styling Chic that does it.

 

***Felt like pulling the Christmas Decor out of the basement...
***Decided to hold my horses and NOT skip out on being Thankful.
***Found a treasure from Mr. 5 Year Old....Wy, I "LIKE YOU" too!

 

***Was entertained for 30 seconds when Wes danced into the room equipped as a princess. (Dress and Tiara included.) He squealed with delight in a high pitched voice "I'm a princess!" Then ripped it all of in no time flat, threw it on the floor and gruffly said, "No....I'm a Boy!"
***Cackled to myself when Jeff and Walker braved the cold in the garage to create a CAT HOUSE. (Slow down, not a "CAT HOUSE" like those in Nevada...but a real cat shelter for our blessed gully cat, Gary.) He is the ultimate pet that is kind enough to eat leftovers and the cheapest cat food we can shove in our grocery cart. To show our appreciation for his greatness, this piece of work was constructed to keep him warm this winter out of scraps from the garage...(Precious left-over bead board from the basement and carpet pad that Walker dug out of the dumpster when I wasn't looking. The pad has been shoved in a secret corner of his closet out of my view for this blessed occasion.)
***Was uber-generous (as always when it comes to our pets) and gave up a scratchy old wedding present towel that has taken up space in the linen closet. It has MY name embroidered on it...If it ever blows away in a freak storm and is found by an unsuspecting neighbor I will die of embarrassment. My name is not that common. More pictures to come...trust me.

 

***Found myself writing a note to a 2nd grade teacher.
(Dear Mrs. Bystrom,My doter is sick. She can not go to scool today. Sind My Mom)
***Misspelled lots of words and signed my name, "My Mom" Ha, Ha, Ha!

 

***Went on a 30 minute date with Jeff. I love, love, love that my kids are getting old enough to leave for a short amount of time.
***Romanced at the Gas station, Lowe's, and the Taco Guy. On the way home we just about wrecked the truck on an icy road as Jeff (the driver) shoved his TACO into his Pie Hole.
***Swore, laughed, put it in 4 wheel drive and then swallowed our last bites.
***Was blown away when at dinner Walker gulped down his milk, coughed and laughed simultaneously and showered us all. I had vivid flashbacks from lunch at Robert Stuart Jr. High.
***Seriously scowled and then watched him play Cinderella!
And last of all...
***Checked out the "Buzz Cut." It lives....and I am dying!!!! (Just for the record it is blonde but flourishing.)