And the Winner is...?

Can you say "homework anyone?"

Monday is back to school - for a few of us in the family.

Chase at SLCC, Brynn back at USU and Brooke, Justin and me at WSU. So, I guess that makes WSU the weiner... Can't say any of us are looking forward to homework night, but at least we're all in it together.

So Cute when they Sleep

There is something so sweet about a sleeping baby. Ella came over for a couple of hours yesterday and I had the chance to take a few pictures of her. I'm still learning how to use my new camera, so every once in a while I get a fuzzy one (but it was so cute, even out of focus.. sorry Jesse, I'm really trying). She has also caught onto the Campbell power nap thing!

What a Doll!

Ella came over the other night sporting her new look. I mentioned that no one should question whether she's a boy or girl ever, but then thought that might not be so true, some parents might just be weird enough to pierce their baby boy's ears. (keeping him in touch with his feminine side....yikes!)

It reminded me of when my dad pierced my ears. He made me wait until I was 14 (I thought I would absolutely die waiting!!!) and he wanted to do it himself. So, the mad scientist in him brought home a hypodermic needle, and who knows what other goodies he used. I think he was a lot more concerned about it then I was and my mom refused to watch (she passes out too easy). First ear, shaky, next ear, not so much. He even did a couple of my friends' ears, and a few years later...Brynn's ears. I was leaving the next day to cheer at a huge basketball tournament in Misouri, boy did I think I was hot stuff (what a drama queen)!

Love that Smell!

We open our windows up at night and let the breeze from the lake cool down the house. The other night I opened up the windows and smelled.....Hyde Park! Ok, not really, but all the many visits to Grandma Reeder's house in Hyde Park were not complete without the smells of the dairy farms close by. We are lucky to back up to a dairy farm and every once in a while, the smell blows over to our house and takes me back 40 years to my childhood and that wonderful smell. (Ok, my brothers don't think it's so wonderful, probably reminds Bob of the fateful night when he ended up covered in about 200 mosquito bites and howled ALL NIGHT long! It might remind David of the tubing trips down the irrigation ditches or all the hours we spent on the little bridge across the street from grandma's house)

Side note: It's water night again at our house - someone must not have their gates open because the ditch is as full as I have ever seen it. It won't take long to get the back pasture watered tonight. You can always tell when there's water in the ditch - four wheelers and rangers zipping up and down the road all hours of the day and night as people are chasing their water.

Speaking of smells - I was hired to do a dutch oven dinner for a family reunion over the weekend - so my trusty companion (and dutch oven guru) agreed to take the day off to help me. We had our first experience with beef brisket (yum!). Our menu included brisket, bbq pork ribs, dutch oven potatoes and carrots, topped with bacon and cheese (my personal favorite), baked beans, salad, fruit, and rolls. It smelled wonderful and tasted every bit as good! It was fun to do the dinner (ok, a lot stressful getting it all together) and had a few requests to hire out again, but Ken told me that was not going to be a side job for us. Too bad, he does a great job, so our family will just have to be the recipient of his great cooking.