My Potato Heads

I have gotten into the habit of endearingly calling Puff, Buzz and Choo "Potato Heads".  I don't know how it started and wasn't quite sure why, but I think I have a theory about that now.

Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head are so cute.  They have many faces and expressions.  Each one is unique.  My three Potato Heads are equally unique.  The bonus is that I don't have to switch out eyes, noses or mouths. 

  This Potato Head always makes a face in front of the camera.  I never know what I will get with him.

I love my Potato Heads' expressive eyes.  They speak so much about their individual personalities.

How fun it is to play with my very own photogenic Potato Heads.

Choo's Preschool Graduation

Choo graduated from preschool this week.

I am incredibly biased.  Even with a sore mouth from licking the heck out of it, she was still the cutest one there.

Puff danced and sang with her class.

One song was "I Can Count To A Hundred."  I was thrilled that it wasn't called "I Can Count To A Thousand" because the preschoolers actually counted to one hundred.

Choo's speaking part, "We learned our shapes."

Miss Denise called the graduates up, one by one.  She told the proud families a little about each of her star pupils.

I definitely know that Choo won for the most original answers.  While most kids answered pepperoni pizza or macaroni and cheese for their favorite foods, Choo's was tuna fish.  Miss Denise made a point that Choo was very consistent with her food choice.  The whole year it has been tuna fish.

Among the answers given for what they want to be when they grow up, policeman, daddy and baker were popular.  Choo's answer was marine biologist.

I wonder where she came up with that one?  I believe it came from her undying love for big sister Puff, who coincidentally also wants to be a marine biologist.

Miss Denise had tears in her eyes.  She told everyone the tears were because "You are taking my friends away."

Choo is so ready to start kindergarten.  Every day she asks me how many more days until she can go to kindergarten.  I only have eight weeks until my little baby starts kindergarten.  Be still my heart.

My answer to Choo on when she starts kindergarten, "Too soon!"

The Next Disney Star

She has her heart set on becoming a Disney star.

She wants to be the next Selena Gomez or Bridgit Mendler. 

She doesn't understand why we don't sell the house and move to California to pursue her dream?

I enrolled her this summer in a t.v. show camp.  For one week she will live her fantasy and we don't have to sell our house.  She even gets to walk the red carpet.

If she loves the experience, we will take it a step further; not California quite yet, but some local adventures.

I took these pictures with my new camera.  I'm not happy about the lighting.  I still have so much to learn.

The pictures are not perfect, but the girl in the pictures is pretty darn perfect to me!

Salt Lake Pops Orchestra, Hunter Hayes & Brandon Cressall on Saxophone

I shared this video on my personal facebook page.  I had to share it with you too.

This is Susan's son, Brandon.  He is a fantastic saxophone player.  Brandon teaches music at one of the local high schools.  The Salt Lake Pops Orchestra is something he does on the side. 

(Brandon & Susan-For many years it was just the two of them.

She loved that boy so much.)

 

I know Susan is proud of him!  Way to go Brandon! 

(Brandon is the bald one with glasses, obviously playing the saxophone.)

Twisted Heap

There was a twisted heap of little girls on my couch a few night ago.  This picture was taken at 11pm.  We had babysat "L" for several hours.  They played hard the entire time.  Puff finally passed out.  These two little munchkins would not leave her alone.  They smothered her.

"L's" mom came to pick her up.  Even after being at our house all night, she was not ready to go.  She was perfectly comfortable lounging on Puff.

These two little girls love and adore Puff.

Swing High

I have no idea what possessed Michael to do this with the swings?  The kids thought it was hi(gh)larious.

The mom in me saw this and immediately conjured up all of the possible accidents!  Of course the kids were excited to show their friends and have them sit on the swings.

Michael and I had to tell them otherwise.  I don't need neighbors suing me for damages to their offspring!

I asked for a quality camera so I could take cute pictures of my three little ones.

This is what they have been giving me.  Not a lot to work with stinkers!

Mothers Day Out

Did all you mothers out there have a fantastic weekend?  Were you pampered?  Did you get breakfast in bed?

My Mothers Day started a day early.  My mother-in-law, Dianne and sisters-in-law, Holly and Shiloh, had a relaxing, delicious morning.  Of course I was late.  

We were treated to pedicures.  I seriously cannot remember the last time I had a pedicure.  Why don't I do that more often?  Oh yeah, I remember...moms often take a back seat to the needs of others.

It was fabulous.  Don't you love my divine toes?  I hate feet, with the exception of little ones' feet.  My three have the most precious feet.

After our much deserved pedicures, we had a scrumptious breakfast at Kneaders.  I had a  sausage, egg and cheese sandwich on a croissant.  It was decadent, but magically calorie free for mothers on this special day.

This post is conspicuously missing photos of me with Puff, Buzz and Choo.  I didn't get any pictures of us together.  How lame is that?  I will post some later in the week.  If I get shots with my beloved children within seven days after Mothers Day, it counts, right?

P.S.  It was 93 degrees in Salt Lake City today....a record.  Way too toasty for my taste.  How's the weather where you live?