Look Mom!

I laughed! This is what happened when Eleanor opened the fridge and tried to open the ketchup bottle with her teeth.

The last 6 weeks in a blur

So, Its been forever since I last posted. I jumped on the FACEBOOK bandwagon and have since been re-connecting with old high school friends and acquaintances. Which in all honesty has been pretty cool! Its amazing the variety of lives we have all diverted to after once having lots in common!
I enjoyed Girls Camp the first week of August and then Brandon returned the "single parent" favor this weekend as he left on a backpacking trip as a priesthood leader for our YW program up in the high Uintas. Apparently they had fun, but Brandon didn't pack very warm and said he froze at night. The girls and I did fairly well while he was gone, with only a few hiccups (its easy for me to say that, I worked for two of the three days and the girls got to play with Sarah and my mom!) While Brandon was gone Quincy got a hair cut.... her first significant one. I thought it turned out pretty cute-- but Brandon was a little frustrated at how short it is- I think it will grow on him though. :)

Other that that.... GO USA!!

She is so lucky it was washable!

THe Haslam Princesses

Down To The Lake

Backyard fun

Quincy started preschool (daycare) last Monday at R-Kids (provided by IHC for employees) She seems to really enjoy teacher Brittney. Eleanor is still at home during the day with Brandon. Norah is to the point in her life that she likes to take her diaper off at any time of day (usually in her crib after we have put her to bed). Last weekend I went in to her room to get her up in the morning and found her with her diaper off and poop smeared all over her face, torso, bedsheets, crib slats-- it was terrible! I should have taken pictures but was irritated enough that I just went and dropped her in the tub for a good washing. YUCK! She's also getting very vocal, opinionated, and her vocabulary grown every day-- crazy how fast they grow!

Another funny, Quincy is afraid of flies (why she's not nervous about spiders, mosquitos, or other insects, I don't know). Today there was a fly in our kitchen-- Quincy says, "Mommy, will you freak it out!!?" and then ran around the kitchen with a fly swatter trying to "sccwitch" it. -- I don't know where the "freak out" came from though-- just shows they are sponges!