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Friday, June 5, 2009

Happy Birthday To Me...What??

As I was cleaning the garage, Fynn ran in and exclaimed, "I made you a cake! I made you a cake!" What? She pulled me out to the sandbox and, with Natasha, showed off her creation. So cute!

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Hush, My Baby, Gently Rest...

Shooting pictures of a newborn is always a challenge! But, I had a lot of fun doing these pics of Tienne at 2-months-old--isn't she growing fast??

Keckley Kidisms

Fynn--"I know why trees don't blow away." [Why?] ''Cause they are nailed to the ground!"
Fynn--"I want to be a fork for Halloween! Can you make me a fork mask?" [Uh...I'll have to get back to you on that!]
Fynn--[I asked during scripture study, 'What is outer darkness?'] "I know! A cave with polar bears and bats!"
Fynn--"I don't want to take a bath! Baths are SO not fair!"
Fynn--[As I shut the drawer] "Mom, why are you squishing it away?"
Fynn--"How did Jesus get our teeth on?" [You got me!]
Fynn--"I'll put the shells on Dane's nightmare so he knows where they are." [Um, that'd be the night stand.]
Fynn--"Dane always make a mess...and he bodders me every day!" [Yes, dear, he does get a kick out of bothering you...]
Fynn--[Raining yet again] "I hate this outside--we need to make it more colorful!" [Indeed!]
Fynn--"You're my worst Dane ever!" [Hmpf!]
Fynn--"When I grow up, I want to be a hot girl, too...like Leslee..." [Bwah, ha, ha! Out of the mouth of babes...]
Fynn--"At ballet, we do exercise...I call it yoga..."
Fynn--"Tash didn't put anything in my hair...no flower, no clip, no BRAINS!" [Fynnism for braids!]
Fynn--"I can't wait 'til I can have REAL make-up!" [Ummm, I can!]
Fynn--"I wish I had a pink elbow!" [That'd be a bra.]
Fynn--"Look, Mom, I'm a big girl! We just don't need babies anymore."
Fynn--[After listening to this random woman at WalMart postulate to me over the lazy dressing habits of today's youth and then starts to walk away] "She is OLD!" [Oh dear...hand clamped over her mouth hoping lady didn't hear...]
Fynn--[Wearing a badge made at pre-school that says Officer Fynnley. I ask 'What kind of officer are you?'] "A pink officer, of course!" [Duh. Of course.]
Fynn--[What do you think of my new pillow for the couch?] "Um, it's a little bit boring, actually. I know, buy some princess pillows!"
Fynn--"Dad can't go swimming! He has to go to work to get us flowers and food...and books!"
Fynn--[You know, you're kind of cute.] "Yeah...you should buy me again!"
Fynn--[I say, 'Do you want to help me pick out some oranges?'] "Ugh! Why do I have to help you do EVERYTHING??"
Fynn--"I don't like our house anymore...it's too round and fluffy!" [Ohhhkayyy....]
Fynn--"Someday, I want to be a big girl doctor!"
Fynn--[While looking at an old family picture] "I want to be a baby like that again! Why can't I be like that again?"
Fynn--"Mom, you are difficult!" [Um, okay...]
Fynn--[When we can't find a hairbrush] "Those kids [her siblings] took it! They are tricky--we should take them back to the store and trade them for some rocks!"
Fynn--"I don't like that boy horse! I like girl horses." [Oh, really? What do girl horses look like?] "They're pink with feathers, and they might turn into a unicorn!" [Ahh, of course.]
Fynn--"Look! I went good poop! I didn't go bad poop!" [What is bad poop, then?] "You know, like die-rhea!" [Ohhh...]
Fynn--"Mom, I ate all those candy bars 'cause they were afraid in their wrappers!"
Fynn--[Coming inside the house] "Hello, parents!"
Dane--[After family prayer] "I could hear Fynnley and her eyes were open!"
Fynn--[I asked her what color of costume she would choose if she were a superhero] "Snow white, yellow and blue!"
Dane--"Don't give Fynn any peas, because peas hurt her feelings!"
Dane--"Black is not a color, except for our President"
Dane--[As I'm reading my book] "How can you read if your mouth isn't moving?"
Dane--"If people keep having babies, will the Earth stay the same and never change?" [obsessed with the destiny of the Earth after the Resurrection]
Dane--"Mom! My sandwich was so gross today! It had seeds in it!" [uh, that's CRUNCHY peanut butter]
Fynn--"Eating brehfast [breakfast] wears me out!"
Dane--"I wish I was a Fun-Dip..." [have to admit, I do think that when tipped upside down, his hair would pick up that sugar pretty well!]
Dane--[After I asked the kids what they want to be when they grow up] "When I grow up I want to be a Wipeout contestant!"
Fynn--[Talking to herself in her room] "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful, ballerina girl--and it was me! And I was SOOO beautiful..."
Fynn--[During prayers] "Bless my shina won't hurt anymore." [Uh, yeah, her version of the female part! Diaper rash can really focus her, I guess...]
Fynn--[After Dane asks if she wants to play] "Yes, my dear!"
Fynn--[Pointing to the white part of a fried egg] "I no eat the skinny!" [Yeah, me either...]
Fynn--[After Dane asks if he can have another donut] "No, my son."
Fynn--[As she is watching me put away silverware in each place] "Good choice, Mom!"
Fynn--"I wanna dance ballet, like a pig!" [Huh??]
Fynn--[After being handed her bowl of cereal] "Thanks, Mommy! You're a good girl..."
Dane--"So, like, if I do a bunch of good things, I'll get a mansion in heaven??"
Fynn--"I'm not a baby, I'm a sister!"
Fynn--[While trying to pedal a tricycle at WalMart] "Mommy, it no work! It need new batteries!"
Fynn--"I love your outfit, Mommy!" [oh, such the fashionista...]
Fynn--[Before being hauled off to bed]"Wait! I need to give Daddy a lullabye!"
Fynn--"Look! There's a tick-tock!" [while pointing to a clock in the mall]
Fynn--"I have a bad feeling..."
Dane--"Dad, do you speak Japan?"
Fynn--"Brownies are best for girls!"
Fynn--[as we drive past IM Flash building] "There's Daddy's work! That's where Daddy lives!"
Fynn--"I'm gonna juggle balls when I be two!" [uh, you ARE two...]
Fynn--"Grammy take me to Old McDonalds?"
Dane--"Do I need to wash my leg pits?"
Fynn--"Grandpa's a good boy."
Fynn--"Dane making me cranky!"
Dane--[While eating lunch before heading off to school] "I'm fading...."
Dane--[While reading the scriptures] "I wonder what the house of the devil looks like? Is it all fire and gas, or what?"
Fynn--[After a "Dancing with the Stars" commerical flashes on TV] "Oh, she naked, Mommy! She need to get dressed! She need a shower!"
Fynn--[After drawing a "heart"] "Oh! I wub it! This my new best day!"
Dane--"Dad, when you die, can I have all your money?"
Dane--"Mom, do you love my valentine?" [Yes, I love it] "Do you love it more than Jesus?" [Whoa--didn't see that one coming...]
Dane--[While we are driving late to church and the light turns red] "Ooo, that's gonna waste time! Too bad we can't speed, huh, Mom?" [Like I'm not already doing that!]
Fynn--"I wuv Ariel...she's so bootiful"
Fynn--[Walking past Shayne in the hall] "Excuse me, Sir!"
Dane--"My sunglasses don't work! 'Cause when I look into the sun, it still hurts!"
Fynn--[I overhear her naming the princesses on her sippy cup] "Dat's Belle, and Cin'rella, and Jasmine, and Sleeping Nudie..."
Dane--[After explaining that his dad gave the same kind of first kiss to every girl which he titled "The Shayne"] Dane queries,"Does Dad give us the Shayne??" [Ummm, no.]
Fynn--[I said,'Thank you, Fynn!'] She said,"You're welcome, dear..."
Fynn--[I ask Fynnley,'Are you skipping?'] She replies, "No, I'm yipping!"
Dane--[After being told to clean his room] "Why can't you just do it?" [My reply-'You have to learn how to work.'] His reply,"When I get old, all I need is a bed and a BIG TV!"
Fynn--[whenever her siblings do something she doesn't like] "My Mommy says..."
Dane--[After being told to put his scriptures back in the table drawer] "But do I have to shut the drawer? I'm just going to open it again tomorrow!"
Dane--"When can I go live with Mario?" [he's a lot obsessed with the Wii]
Dane--[While reading me a book] "I like periods. They're good. But what I really like is eskimoskin points!" [exclamation points!]
Fynn--"No more poopie-doos, I'm a fresh girl!"

Friday, June 5, 2009

Happy Birthday To Me...What??

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Hush, My Baby, Gently Rest...

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