lol...How Can You Laugh at a Drowning Man?

A day without laughter is a day wasted. 

- Charles Chaplin 

Q: What do you get when you cross a long weekend with my family? 

A: Knee-slapping inside jokes...

...That I feel the need to inform you of. If you laugh because you get them you are either A) part of my family B) know my family REALLY well or C) just laughing because everyone else is doing it. What you will think of my family afterwards... I can't really say. Identities have been kept a secret to protect the guilty.

Only YOU can prevent wildflowers!

First off, he's a king that has 20 wives and 30 concubines and then he tries to make a move on you... talk about drama!

Just spit it out man!

I need a band-aid and some neospern. (No, I did not misspell that... it's how it came out.)

Person A: We were giving free paint but we don't want you use it because it is light blue. That's just not the color for an 11 year old boy.

Person B (Who happens to be a man): My room is light blue... and I'm not joking.

Person A: I don't even know what to say to that...

Person B: I'm just gonna stand here and blush...

Person A: Well, I think we all know what color we're going to paint the room!

WHO'S TALKING ABOUT CHILD NUMBER 2?????

Is this tradition?

No, it's just us being weird.

You plucked the whole turkey!?!?!

Only one feather per blessing.

Tripdaphane... tripdaphone... triptofin...

Try Tryptophan.

Or we could just socialize.

We are spending our thanksgiving afternoon proving a statistical known fact. Wanna join?

He's just grateful I'm not plucking him.

What if the paperclip had been outside the cup the whole time? 

The scriptures warn us about the attitude of, "Eat, drink, and be merry!"

And what did we do yesterday?

Basically ate, drank, and...slept? 

Who needs TV when you have a family like mine! 

Thanksgiving Happiness!

I would maintain that thanks is the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder. 

G.K. Chesterton

I Am Grateful For...

My Family 

My Roommates and Friends

 My Neighbor Kids... and Kids in General 

The Temple and the Blessings Found Within 

My Country and Freedom and the
Grand Experience of Discovering Another Culture 

And Most of All, My Savior, Redeemer, and Mediator Jesus Christ.

Silent Gratitude Isn't Much Use To Anyone.

-G.B. Stern

Capture Mr. Sandy Claws

La, la, la, la, la, la, la,  

I still wonder what time of year I should watch this movie. Hum, oh well.

            October has always been my favorite month. I mean think about it… the best people are born in this month, UEA, fall leaves, and of course HALLOWEEN! What other holiday do you get to dress up and get candy without having to give the givers anything in return? I mean during Christmas you have to give gifts to all the people that give you gifts. What is up with that? This selfish mentality really only lasts until you own a house. Halloween becomes a little more about giving once you become an adult.

            Some of my favorite memories are going to DI with my mom and coming up with a completely unique costume and then going out with just my dad and my sisters to get CANDY, CANDY, CANDY! But then Junior High hit and it wasn’t cool to ‘dress up.’ Curse growing up! But then something else magical happened… college. All of the sudden it was cool to  be something for Halloween. My first year of college I was still kinda in the ‘I-think-I’m-in-jr-high-and-I-can’t-dress-up-because-I-am-so-dang-self-conscious’ mentality. So I put on a cowboy hat and called it good. But it was still an awesome Halloween. We went to my roommate’s house to help with their family tradition of making homemade donuts and rootbeer for the whole neighborhood. It was so fun! We watched Hitchcock movies and ate candy and donuts until we were sick and, although none of us wanted to admit it, a little scared. Needless to say none of us sleep very well that night, but then again who ever does on the night when the magical and sinister are right at the edge of reality.

Lame costume, Danielle. Lame.

            Flash forward to the next year. The year of the epically cool FHE family. We were all really good friends and became like a real family. So, when we all heard there was going to be a custom contest at our ward party, we decided to all win. How did we accomplish this? By raiding DI, again. Who knew you could recreate the whole cast from Toy Story from some cast offs, face paint, cardboard, and pink spandex tights someone got on their mission? Let’s just say we whipped everyone back into place. No one stood a chance.

Much Better! Aren't we all so cute! 

           This year the epic just kept coming. My brother-in-law looks like Mr. Incredible and has the legit costume. So, my sister raided my mom’s closet and DI (are you sensing a theme in this family when it comes to Halloween?) and came up with a complete Elastigirl costume for herself and a Jack-Jack outfit for Mari. My family is incredible.

            But not to be out shadowed by our sister’s family, my other sister and I came up with an equally incredible idea… Minions! That’s right, we found everything we need, at DI of course, to transform ourselves into those cute little minions from Despicable Me. I think we did pretty well.

Whaaaa...?

Next year I think I’ll dress up as a sister missionary. :D