Primary Program

Our ward had the annual Primary Program on Sunday. The last time that Beckett gave a talk in Primary he had ended up refusing to give the talk, so we were a little apprehensive when Beckett was the Sunbeam they selected to do a talk instead of the one line that everyone else got. With lots of practice he was able to do a great job. We're very proud of him.

In other news, the twins (both of whom are over 14 lbs. now) always look adorable before church, but by the end of church they are both exhausted and look a little more disheveled.

Here's some cute pics...

This adorable little chunk monster is Lachlan.

This adorable not quite as chunk monster is Aidric. You might notice that he's just wearing a sweater vest, with nothing underneath. That's the result of a blowout, not of us deciding to showcase his muscles.

Here they are side by side. Lach on the left and Drickity on the right.

Beckett and Ciaran dressed up in their church clothes with fall leaves laying around.



I'm in between jobs this week, and we've decided to try to get out of town for the next 3-4 days. Wish us luck!

Random Assortment

First of all, here are some cute baby pictures. They currently love to eat their hands. Delicious!

Aidric

Lachlan

And here is a random reason why I hate hurricanes and all the wet weather we've had. We have a smurf village in our front yard. I hate all the mushrooms. Ciaran calls them flowers and picks them to bring to me. One looked suspiciously like it had a bite taken out of it, but I couldn't be sure. I saved that stupid mushroom for 2 weeks in case I had to rush him to the emergency room and have his stomach pumped.

This is just a small shot of the field of mushrooms in our front yard. They sprout up overnight. I feel like if I stared at them I could literally watch them grow. And then here is a pile of mushrooms we picked and threw in the street, because that's fun and evidently we're on Team Gargamel.

Finally, here is how we survived general conference. And sadly, it was "surviving" as opposed to enjoying. I know it's shocking, but 2 and 4 year olds don't like to sit quietly and listen to men in their 70's.

We called it, the "Snack Wagon".

If you look closely you can see that Hiro is pulling a train car filled with Froot Loops. Our Hiro has more oomph than Thomas so he was upgraded for a special assignment as a really useful engine. The boys would send in the snack wagon and I'd fill it up with treats and send it back. It was a pretty good system and we all had fun.