Come Back, Jill!

Whenever Aunt Jill comes to visit from Pittsburgh, the girls go to the airport with Grandma and Grandpa, they look for Jill's plane, and ta-da! Fun Aunt Jill comes! Then when it's time to go, Jill gets back on the plane and is gone. And I have two sad little girls.
Well, in the mind of 3 year old Havi, Jill is on every airplane we see in the sky. So if you're out and you hear a little someone screaming at the top of her lungs, "Come back, Jill!!!!", look up. There's an airplane somewhere in her vision.

How many more days, now, Jill??? Can't wait for you and Chan to get here!

Reality Check

My apologies to anyone out there who's avoided this blog lately due to all the cheesiness. Reading through some recent posts, I've been on a gag inducing roll lately... I'm lost for an explanation. I don't take back what I said, it was sincere, but there's more to life these days than rainbows and lollipops.

Exhibit A: This is what a 3 year old looks like after a traumatic experience. Church was over on Eden's blessing day and LeRoy, Eden and I joined the train of vehicles driving to our house for a meal. On the way out I said to LeRoy, "We're missing 2 kids." We figured Teah was going with Grandma San, and sadly, that's as far as we got before we were distracted. Once home, we were getting ready to bless the food when the phone rang.

me: "Hello?"

1st Counselor (the one who announced to the ward the Montaño family would be blessing their daughter, Edna): "Hello Sister Montaño. I don't mean to alarm you, I realize you have a lot of people at your house, but your daughter is here at the church."

me: "Oh, I'll be right there!" Aaaah!

I drove to the church and found poor little Havi. Drama queen that she is, she ran into my arms crying. I guess she'd been using a bench as a table to color her pretty picture (kneeling down and out of sight) when she noticed the chapel was empty. She got up and ran to the door, but it was too late.

She has since recovered.

By the way, when LeRoy was blessing Eden, I heard Havi singing, "moving my hips like ya..." She had Mylie on the brain.

The other night, I asked her if she was ready to say prayers before going to bed, and she simply didn't want to. Teah told her she would break Jesus' heart if she didn't say her prayers. Ever since, her prayers have gone like this: "... please bless I won't break Jesus' heart. Please bless I won't make mommy sad. Please bless I won't make Heavenly Father sad..." Poor kid. I'd better start saving for her therapy.

Exhibit B: My child laborer. The other morning, the girls had finished their breakfast and were on to doing chores... the dreaded emptying of the dishwasher. I sat down to have some breakfast, and I overheard this:

Teah: It's like we're her servants.

Havi: I know.

Here's a picture of my 'servant' doing the babysitting for me.

Well, I'd better go see how I can torture Eden tonight.

What Day Is Today?

Look at these two. Two of the best things in my life.
We blessed Eden in church today (if there was any confusion, she IS still Eden, not Edna as some may have thought). A baby blessing day is one of those occasions where I pause and think about all I've been blessed with in my life, and I must say, 'my cup runneth over'. Three dolls for daughters (if I do say so myself), one selfless, hardworking, entertaining, strong in so many ways, handsome, loving husband who is the key to this wonderful life I feel so blessed to have.

Here's to you, Eden, on your blessing day, you were an angel.
And here's to you, LeRoy, on your birthday. Happy Birthday.

I LOVE YOU!!!

Love,
Holly

Indians, Pirates and Ghosts... oh my

Here are our Halloween pictures. Havi was a scary pirate (rrr, matey). Teah was Tigerlily, just beautiful. And Edee pie was the cutest little ghost you've ever seen.

Any fans of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse out there?? "Oh toooodles!"


With my mom (gypsy) and dad (Waldo from Provo- blue instead of the usual 'where's waldo' red).