Ski Bums

Our ski bums; Kennedy, Marshall & McKall! Skiing at The Canyons with Grandma Gwen. Grandma Gwen is the most awesome grandma ever! She still thinks she's 20 and she'll do anything for her grand kids!

Marshall, Kendrick and Tug go skiing at least once a week. Grandma Gwen and I take them up on Fridays and sometimes Saturdays and they are getting awesome!!!
Marshall likes to pick up ice chunks and carry them with him when he skis. It makes it hard to get him on and off the lift, but he won't put them down. He says "But mom, it's my treasure!".

Marshall's favorite thing to do while skiing is go under the signs, go over jumps, and hit the box rail on the terrain park. The kid is a maniac! He goes down moguls, through the trees, though the powder and down black diamond runs. He makes me look terrible. (Notice there aren't any pictures of that because I can't ski that and get pictures too. I'm not as good as he is at it.)

Kennedy likes to ski and snowboard. She doesn't like her picture taken though.

This was McKall's first year snowboarding. She didn't ski or snowboard last year because of all her leg surgeries, but she was making up for lost time this year. She did awesome and had some great crashes.

The whole fam having lunch at The Beav! Thanks for a great ski season and all the memories! Can't wait to do it all over again next year!

Christmas Eve

We spent Christmas Eve at Grandpa Vaughn and Grandma Gwen's. We had dinner and played games. It was a lot of fun!

Nutcracker - Men In Tights

We had another great night at Desert Star Theater! Grandpa Vaughn, Grandma Gwen and McKall's friend, Kierra came with us.

Marshall got this hat for his preschool sing-a-long and wanted to wear it all day. It was a hit!

So was the chocolate milk that was almost as tall as he is.

Santa

I really thought Marshall would be scared of Santa, but he wasn't. He hopped right up on his lap and told him everything he said he was going to. "I want a Spiderman, and a Batman, and a Robin, and a Joker and that guy with the scary eye." It was so cute!

Happy Birthday Marshall!

Marshall turned 4! I can't believe he is so big now! He woke up to 3 big Transformers on his bed. I don't know who was more excited about them, Scott or Marshall. Then we went to Grandma Gwen's for his birthday party. Marshall got to open lots of presents. It doesn't matter who's birthday it is, Kendrick gets more excited than the birthday boy. I wish I had a good picture of him. He's such a doll! It's a great birthday when you are totally exhaused from all the fun! (and you get to sleep in mom's bed.)

Sweet dreams little man! We love you!

Ornaments

I think this is the first year that Marshall really understands a little about Christmas. It's certainly the first year he's been excited about it. Its been really fun to watch him. He has had a special interest in the ornaments. He can't leave them alone and has quite an imagination with what he wants to use them for. I thought he would like the 'toy' ornaments, but these icicles are his favorite ones. He's been using them for sword fights, but other things too. Marshall had 'camping week' at preschool last week, and his favorite activity was making s'mores. Today when I found him, he was using the icicle ornament like a roasting stick and putting marshmallows on the hook part of it. When I asked him what he was doing, he gave me his normal Marshall response...just looked away and ignored me.

Of course he popped the marshmallows in his mouth before I could take it away from him.

Where are this kid's parents?

Today I was completely immersed in decorating for Christmas and although I thought I was watching Marshall, it became apparent that I clearly wasn't aware of what he was doing at all. When I was done putting all the boxes and the mess up, I noticed a trail of tiny pieces of Styrofoam peanuts throughout my house. I followed them into my room and this is what I found. This picture doesn't do it justice! They are stuck to my walls, my dresser, my clothes, and just about everything else in the room. They were everywhere!!! Where was the little stinker who made this mess?

On the other side of my bed...in a laundry basket...fast asleep. How can you get mad at that sweet little guy?
Besides the point, but how uncomfortable does that look?