Husband quiz

What is his name? Dirk Willden

How long have you been together? We started dating June, 2005.

How long did you date? Just four and a half months.

How old his he? 36

Who eats more? Me. Dirk tends to think microwaving leftovers is too much effort. If I don't set it in front of him, he doesn't eat.

Who said I love you first? He did.

Who is taller? Dirk.

Who can sing better? Dirk.

Who is smarter? It depends on the subject matter.

Who does the laundry? I do. Dirk has to put away his own clothes, though.

Who pays the bills? I do. But he earns the money.

Who sleeps in the right side? I do.

Who mows the lawn? Dirk.

Who cooks dinner? I do. See the answer to the question about who eats more. :)

Who drives? He does usually, especially long distances.

Who is more stubborn? Um, I don't know.

Who kissed who first? This point is under dispute. I made it easy for Dirk to kiss me, but he did have to move the final 1/16 of an inch. Therefore, he kissed me.

Who asked who out first? He asked me out after I told him I would twist his arm until he asked me out. He's pretty good about taking hints like that.

Who proposed? Dirk did.

Who has more friends? Me. We both have really good friends we've had for a long time. But if you counted them up, I think I've got more.

Who is more sensitive? Me. It's nice that Dirk is such a good listener.

Who has more siblings? Me.

Who wears the pants? I wear skirts on Sunday . . .

Mr. Boo Goes to Nursery

It's been several months since Dirk has been gone to drill on a week when I had to teach.  In that time, Mr. Boo has gone from a baby who would sit on someone else's lap to a busy toddler.  I brought him some toys and crackers and got up to teach.

He toodled around just fine until he decided to stand up under the table.  I interrupted a discussion on Nephi's obedience to exclaim, "oh no! Did you get a bonk?" and scooped him up.

A sister in the class took him from me and disappeared into the hallway.  A few minutes later, she returned without him.

After class, she said she'd taken him to nursery.  He hits that magic age in another 7 weeks.  So I went to get him.  He turned around when he heard my voice, then went back to what he was doing.  Mom is boring - he had new toys!

The nursery leader said he could stay, so I enjoyed a peaceful class.  When I picked him up, he was enthusiastically signing, "music."  They must have had singing time, and there's nothing Mr. Boo likes as much as songs.

The hard part is going to be keeping him out of nursery next week.  For a toddler, he's sure got a long memory!

Mr. Boo

So Mr Boo, is trying out a few new hobbies. He's becoming a bit of a couch tater tot. He loves the Wiggles. As seen from his favorite viewing position.


Okay, so maybe not a tater tot since he won't sit still for the entire thing, but wo be unto he or she who tries to stop or pause his music.


He's also helping daddy get ready for the arrival of his little brother (whom he really has no clue is coming).



And finally tonight he decided to try reading before falling asleep.


He needs a little work on his form.



And of course he has finally decided he likes walking.(No pics of that.)

Mr. Boo discovers the Snow

I didn't know about it until it was all over so no pictures until after the fact. But Da and Mr Boo ran to the library to drop off some books, and when they got back Mr. Boo wanted to check out the white stuff.

So now there are small footprints going up and down our driveway. He was having a blast. So he decided to drop to his knees to futher explore. Again he was having fun.


Mommy and Boo's Footprints

Then he decided to drop to all four and crawl through the stuff. We only have a couple inches on the Driveway, but that's all it took. Once his hands hit the stuff the fun was OVER!


The Only Two Handprints

Mommy brings in the now crying Mr. Boo, we pull off his snow coated shoes and pants and daddy took him upstairs and warmed his frozen finners in a stream of slightly warm water.

Thus is it official that Mr. Boo is NOT his cousins from South Weber, at least not the one(s) that would toddle out into the foot deep snow on his parents bedroom deck in just a diaper.

Let the Bidding Begin

And what am I offered to remove this excellent performance from the Web?



It was good, but I'm sure at least one of the two sis-in laws who were singing will want it permanently banished from the Interweb.

Emma Can Keep her title for Now

She will remain, for the time being, the cutest Grandaughter of the Century.

This is because Boo is getting a little brother. Here are some pictures



Profile of Boofer Two



Another profile showing his arm.


And . . .



The Igendification of Boofer Two
aka the "snail shot"

I got tagged but can't tag anyone else

Jamie Tagged me but the only bloggers I know were also tagged by her, so I'll skip step C
A. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
B. Each player lists 6 facts/habits about themselves.
C. At the end of the post, the player then tags 6 people and posts their names, then go to their blogs and leave them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

1.I'm Married
2.I have a house
3.I have two vehicles I brought to the marriage
4.I bite my nails.
5.I have feet
6.I've enjoyed teasing Jamie since before she started dating Kelly.

p.s.
;oP to Jamie, you never said how much detail you had to list.

Edited to add Mom's #7

As his mom I will add another - #7 - for Christmas of 2004 I gave my mother a Christmas to remember!! I spent the night at home instead of my apartment and at 2 am (after Santa was thru putting out his stuff and SOUND asleep) I sneaked back upstairs and set the kitchen table with replacements for my mom's china that she had watched break all over the kitchen floor a few years before when the hutch fell off the base of her china cabinet. I had found a place online to order replacement pieces of older china designs that were no longer available.

Before I let her into the kitchen Christmas morning to see my surprise I gave her a beautifully wrapped box of Kleenex...she laughed and said ...like I am really gonna need this on Christmas day...and Kecia said "Oh, you will!" I then led her into the kitchen to see the whole table set with dinner plates, salad plates, dessert and soup bowls, tea cups and saucers, serving platters and serving dishes...even a gravy bowl.

She needed the tissues!