Virtual Christmas Card

I was too lazy this year to write up anything in my Christmas card. Instead I just directed everyone here. Then I started thinking I better leave something here worth reading while I'm bon voyaging in the Caribbean. I mean, who wants to look at some generic iPhone when they could be looking at the out-takes from our Christmas card photo shoot? No one, that's who.

So, if you're here from the Christmas card, welcome! Bookmark this site NOW! You totally won't be sorry. Just kidding. This site is way lame. Ask anyone. But here is a little update on us since my card was so information deficient.


So here are my kids in their coordinating outfits. They will all be one year older in January. JBird will be 9. TBone will be 7 and BeeBee will be 3. What the? How did that happen? Totally annoying.

Here is Miss BeeBee. She is my first kid who I do not want to get any older. JBird was the first so I was always looking forward to the next stage. TBone was a little squirtmunch so I couldn't wait for him to outgrow the 2s and 3s. But BeeBee is my widdle punkinpunkin pies. I love her stage right now. I would love for her to stay this way forever but then she'd be considered developmentally challenged eventually and the doctors would probably get involved. It'd be like The Curious Case of BeeBee Landerson... only different. Sorry...what am I talking about? Anyway, she is my lover of all things princess and pink. I'm baffled by this as I got a Tonka truck for my 2nd birthday. It's fun though. We share lip glosses.

Tbone is our martial artist. He is now an orange belt in Tae Kwon Do and only uses his powers for good. He has recently become a fan of school (before that, not so much). This last year he went from Pokemon obsessed to Digimon obsessed to Bakugon obsessed. The Japanese are geniuses. I bet he'll go to Japan on his mission. The greatest thing that has happened to Tbone in the last year is he is finally developing a bit of a conscience. This has been beneficial to everyone, believe me.

JBird! My man. My helper. My rule-enforcer. He is the ultimate big brother. Bossy in all the right ways yet empathetic to his siblings' plight. He has started babysitting for us now & then and has done a tremendous job. He is still the athlete of the family playing sports year round. He started flag football this year & dominated on defense. No flag was safe with the Jbird out on the field.



Then there is my little entrepreneur, GtyCent. He continued to work his butt off to provide for my expensive taste in jeans. Just kidding, you gize. Wait, is Gap considered expensive? I mean, look at him.... he's so important that he HAD to take a phone call in the middle of our photo shoot. If that doesn't tell you something then I don't know what will. Anyway, he is still flying back & forth to Utah every other week and it has, surprisingly, not killed us yet. We each have our "Gty is out of town" routines and "Gty is home" routines. Both have their pluses so we're fine with it (i.e. one plus is that when Gty is out of town we just have cereal for dinner--- score!). He is also kickin' his own butt & has lost 40 lbs. He's like the Incredibly Shrinking Man or something.

Then there is me. Gty took this pic. I look so glamorous with the wind blowing my hair like that don't I? I'm not up to anything particularly fancy or note-worthy. I did take a fun trip to Forks, WA in October. If you want to read about it click here. It was some serious good times. And don't ask who those people are I went with. You don't know them. But yeah, still loving Colorado. Still loving our ward here (it's true, ward people!). My new mission is to teach everyone the running man & blog my little heart out. I'm just srsly so blessed, you gize. ::winkwink::

I'll be back on Sunday, December 21st slightly tanner. I'll be thinking of you & you & maybe you while I sit on a beach of perfect white sand reading gossip magazines or by the pool of the ship sipping my virgin pina colada or snorkling in the perfectly clear waters of the Caribbean.

Miss me!