The first time James tried out the camera it was just at the neighborhood pool, and he got a few fun shots.
Then we played around with the camera a little bit on a little family walk/hike just up on the red hill. The skies were really neat that day, and the weather was perfect.
This one kind of looks like a commercial for Tom's shoes (maybe if they weren't so dirty):
I can't believe how old and cute our kids look!
Josh made an awesome clown for Halloween. Too bad you don't get the full body shot because I made him some sweet clown pants.
And here is the email I sent. If you already got the email, it will be a repeat from here on out.
Josh and Isaac are both really in a development phase. Their personalities are maturing and deepening. Isaac can pretty much speak fluidly now, in sentences and questions. I have tried to teach him the gospel more as he matures. This is sometimes rewarding and sometimes not. Here is an example of not: during the sacrament on Sunday I asked him, "what are you thinking about right now during the sacrament?" to which he responded "um.... poop." I tried not to laugh as I explained that the sacrament was a time to think about Jesus, who died for us so that we could live with Heavenly Father after we die. A few days after this discussion--or one like it--Isaac was in his car seat in the van, and asked me, "Why Jesus died?" (he still uses the wrong tense) I thought this was a deep and profound question for a 2 year old, and was preparing to give a response that was probably way more than he meant to receive, when he guessed, "did he eat too much bread at chooch (church)?" Why does he always make it hard not to laugh when we are talking about sacred things!? I gave a simple explanation of how Jesus said he wanted to be punished for our mistakes so that we wouldn't have to be punished if we would repent, and that's why he died. Isaac knit his brows and asked with feeling, "Why??" (This may seem like he understands gospel principles very deeply for a 2-year-old, but just to put it in perspective, he asks "why?" with the same tone, facial expression, and passion when I tell him things like, "I'm going to get on the computer for a minute," or, "you can't have Joshie's toy without asking," or, "please put away your slippers.") He makes me laugh so many times every day. James said this morning, "I wish I could just take Beets with me to work in my pocket and pull him out when I get bored." He is very entertaining. Yesterday he asked me to sing "the conker song." I thought I must have misunderstood, and he just kept saying "the conker song!!" Josh said, "He means, praise to the man." Ohhhhhh, the CONQUER song!!!! "....death shall not conquer the hero again!" He and Josh love playing and wrestling together, and I often have the instinct to separate them when it gets rough, only to see that they are both laughing hysterically as they jump on each other and smother each other. Then I just let it keep going until I hear the tears... they must think it's worth it because they usually keep going afterward.
Josh has also been hilarious lately, and is developing a very unique and contagious sense of humor. Our routine every day is that Beth goes to school leaving at 7:40 a.m. I spend the morning with the boys, and we usually have an early lunch so that we can begin quiet time around noon. I put Isaac down in his room, and then I go lay down in my room with Josh and we read stories and then take a nap. We have to leave here at 2:30 to go get Beth (and the Jensen boys) from school. I have really enjoyed that time I get to spend with Josh one-on-one every day when we read together. Yesterday when I came into my room with the stories, he pensively remarked, "It feels like an English afternoon." I burst out laughing and said, "what?!" to which he matter-of-factly repeated with a buried smirk, "It feels like an English afternoon." Then we both burst out laughing. (It happened to be cloudy outside... still... I'm not sure what an English afternoon is.) This past Sunday morning we were all eating breakfast (oatmeal), and Beth had one of her infrequent emotional episodes where she moped about what we were eating and wouldn't eat it. Her mood had dampened the general morale, and we were all quietly eating while she whined, when Josh burst forth grandly with, "todaaaaaaay, is a HAPPY day!" He held his arms out fully extended with palms up on both sides of him as he said it, and he sounded like an orator starting a speech. We all burst out laughing, even Beth, which dispelled the gloom and cheered us all up.
At the local library we have a little fountain where you can toss a penny in if you so desire. We have made it part of our library tradition to toss in a penny if we have time, and if behavior has been good at the library. Usually it is just the boys and me at the library, but on this particular occasion Beth was there too, and it was the 4 of us. Isaac recklessly threw his penny in without a second thought. Beth carefully tossed hers in and said, "I wish..... that I had WINGS!" Then Josh thought for a minute, carefully tossed in his own penny and said, "I wish..... that Beth had a headlamp!" (Josh has his own head lamp, which has been the envy of his siblings on occasion) I thought it was so sweet that he sacrificed his wish for his sister's happiness. On the way home Beth said shyly, "I hope my wish comes true!" Then Josh said, "I hope mine does too, then you'll be able to see in the dark while you're flying!" :) Our children are such a delight to us.
I hope you have a great week, and that you have at least one English afternoon.