The New (Old) Pool

This is Poppy and Phoenix testing the waters at the new house. It will be fun, fun, fun, to have a pool.


This is the slide. It needs a little TLC, but for now with a hose it works great.


This is a campout/BBQ with some of the other members of the County Pistol Team after a Shootout (Match). Phoenix had one of the other wife's wrapped around his little finger. He's such a schmoozer like his dad.

Oh Gross!

I don't think I need to explain any further... do I ? I was at Walmart and we all (me and the herd of children who follow me)went into the dressing room. I turn around and find my son with this stuck on his head. Is that not nasty? I took a picture so I could remember this day forever. Do I need to talk about where and what that has been on? Ewwww. Walmart? EWWWWW . Gosh I'm glad there wasn't anything stuck on the sticky part before he put in ON HIS FACE!!!!!!

She's Crafty ...She gets around... She's crafty... She's always down...She's crafty

I will think that you are soooooo Coool if you can tell me the reference of the Title!

Last night I went to the Relief Society Activity and the cutest little THANG named Amber taught us how to sew this purse/bag/hobo/satchel. I stayed until I finished mine and I didn't even visit the snack table! Very uncharacteristic of me. This is my finished project.....

TAAAA DAAAA.... if you want the details email or call me.


This is unbelievably cuter in real life


This is the inside view. It is actually reversable.

I added the pocket on the front all on my own. I'm so proud!

The House

Here are two shots of the house

Entry Before

When I was a kid I tore everything apart just to see how it works. I am 34 years old and still taking everything apart. As most of you know Melissa and I bought a house. We had some things to change and well as you can see one thing led to another.

Entry After
I did this to the house on my 3 day weekend. Call me crazy but I think the second picture looks good.

View into Kitchen Before

I think I took out about 10 tons of plaster and wood. (That's not an exageration)

View of Kitchen After

Never Scrub...I'm all over it!

Okay we all know that I am all about making life easier and more manageable. I found a great new product that really worked for me and my fam. I bought one of these and put it into one of the toilets like they said. I left the other two toilets alone. Then I cleaned them all on the same day. (I know...whoa there mama pace yourself!) And I watched. It is now time to clean the toilets again and the one that I put the kaboom thingy in still looks like I scrubbed it this morning. Obviously this won't help out with the XY's that miss or dribble on the seat but that's what the cholorox wipes are for right!? You can try it for free if you pay shipping and handling which is the same price as just paying for it at Walmart.

I'm Hiding

I am sitting in the computer room of my parents house hoping beyond all hope that the four screaming mimi's won't figure out that I have left the living room where The Jungle Book is entertaining. I know this makes me sound like less of a super mom, but it is the ugly truth. Yesterday I went to the bathroom, by myself, AND I locked the door. I know this doesn't sound like it should traumatize anyone, but by the time I was finished (I took a magazine :0) two of the children were writing notes and putting them under the door. The first note said, "Phoenix spit on me." The next one just said PoPpY. I assume it meant to say, "me, too!". Then I see little fingers coming under the door. I can hear their little voices at the bottom of the door where the crack is asking if I'm ever coming out. I think to myself, now I understand the lady that stayed in the bathroom for two years. Although I doubt that I would let my bum grow onto the toilet seat.

I know, I know, Someday I'll miss this. REALLY? I'm going to miss this? Come on! Who made up that stupid phrase anyway? Someone who was 80 and had alzheimers? I suppose I should enjoy that my children want to talk to me and I should hope that continues into the dreaded teenage years, but right about now I am looking forward to a sullen 15 year old that doesn't want to talk to me when I am taking care of buisiness.

My friend Craig and his wife have a theory that when you put parents of young children together invariably the conversation will degenerate to poop and I have proven him right once again. At one point I had a brain that functioned, I swear, I did.

The Nail Polish Parable

Each one of us is blessed with gifts and talents. My long time friend Erin is blessed with insight. She has related a parable to everyday life and I think everybody should read it! She has "The Nail Polish Parable" posted on her blog so clickety click on the link that says the MCGIBBON FAMILY and read it. It is tender and moving. She's the real deal. I know that sometimes you all feel wierd looking at peoples blogs that you don't know... but this is just too good to miss.

Loves Melissa

PS I don't think she'll mind.