Reading Rainbow

We have found that Eisley loves books and is particulary fond of SNEETCHES by Dr Seuss. (I think she recognizes this as a parody on the bizarre human tendancy to stigmatize and stratify eachother based on race, religion, gender, stature and countless other cosmetic, skin deep differences; all the while ignoring the fundamental, inherant and inalienable essence of what makes us all so similar.) She started out just enjoynig being read to but before long, as you can see from this video clip, she now insists on reading along.


... and the other day we left the room for just a couple minutes and came back to find that she no longer needs us.

I'm Sorry, So Sorry

Oh My Gosh!!! I am so Embarrassed! I can't believe Mommy put those pictures of poop on the world wide web. I want to issue this public apology on her behalf and assure you, Daddy and I emphatically told her that it was crass and inappropriate. She has a mind of her own and is completely out of control.

- Eisley

My Best Friend

So we are super late in announcing our newest friend, Emmalyn. My sister Angela gave birth to Emmalyn on December 13th. Eisley and her have been best friends ever since then. It's amazing how quickly you forget how small they were when they're first born. Emmalyn is such a baby. She has spider-like fingers (I call her Spidey), dark and long hair (So jealous, Eisley has nothing. Although Eisley did sport the mullet for some time, Emmalyn has the old man receding hairline), and does an amazing impression of Zoolander's blue steel. The girls are starting to notice one another and Eisley is always trying to hold her hand.

BFF

The Daddies

WARNING: Only for those without weak stomachs

Lately we've been needing to tell Eisley that she doesn't look cute in her outfits because without fail, everytime we praise her for how cute she is she decides to BLOW OUT in it!!! She particularly likes to blow out when we are out and about. My sister Angela also seems to bring it out of her. Thanks a lot sis!! In fact, in some of those pictures we are at the Malt Shoppe in Provo. They had no kind of changing facilities so we resorted to changing her massive explosion on one of their benches in the restaurant. Hopefully they washed that bench good!! Dan thinks I'm crazy for taking pictures, which he's got a point, but it was all too funny and gross not to share. ENJOY!!