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They told her that this was her spot and that she shouldn't go away from the tape on the ground. She takes "her" spot very seriously. In class there was a little girl that got in"her" spot. The teacher said that she started to cry and wanted her mommy. Denise got her calmed down and gave her another spot. The the little perpetrator went to the bathroom and Amorie ran back to claim her territory.

Just a couple of Pictures.

See No Evil, Hear no evil...It's ok the speak evil though.

Avery and Izzy. Terribly cute babies.

Spring Dance 2011

They told her that this was her spot and that she shouldn't go away from the tape on the ground. She takes "her" spot very seriously. In class there was a little girl that got in"her" spot. The teacher said that she started to cry and wanted her mommy. Denise got her calmed down and gave her another spot. The the little perpetrator went to the bathroom and Amorie ran back to claim her territory.

Pinyata!

The Victim:


The Puppet Master: (One of them at least. Jared was on the other roof.)


The Perpetrators:


The Loot:

One of my favorite Christmas traditions. I loved seeing Amorie get into it this year. Last year she was thoroughly disgusted with the whole thing. (Until the candy came out.)

Amorie's Dance Recital.

Not a whole lot of dancing going on, but oh well.

Disneyland!

We took a quick trip a few weeks ago to Disneyland with Farr's parents. It was SO much fun. Amorie was pretty excited about meeting all the characters from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Farr was stoked about the Churros, and there isn't anything that I don't love about Disneyland so...

Poor Donald. His arm got chopped off by Toodles. You would think they would have had a mouse-ca-tool to fix him but alas.

I heart Disneyland. Nuff said.

I love that Bon-ma and Amorie have pretty much the same look on their face.

So much fun.

Easter morning!

Easter for Amorie consists of:

Eating the candy out of her Easter eggs,




dancing in the bubbles,



and picking her nose.


I'm so proud.

Some practice.

So I've decided to start putting photos on my old photo blog. There are too many weirdos on flickr. So, go look here if you want to see some. I'm not sure how often I will be posting, but I am going to try to get some more practice in on the camera and photoshop so...

She might not make it to 3.

So Amorie got this gorgeous tutu for Christmas, but this is the first time that I got it down and put it on her. I figured what the heck. I'll take her outside for a quick photo shoot. It's been a while, but she can't have been that bad of a subject right? I mean the screaming and hair pulling and rocking in the corner must have been a figment of my imagination...

Kind of sweet right? Well it's one of 97.

The rest are like this one. "Smile Amorie." "No way crazy lady. Not gonna happen."

"I'm not even gonna look at you. I'll just look right past you. Bwa ha ha ha." (Even her Bwa ha ha ha's have a glare to them.) (She gets it from Farr. I am sweetness and light.)

Seriously. 97 of this face. Actually I got my revenge. Right now she has her nose in the corner and is kicking the wall. How did it come about you ask? Well it went a little something like this: "Amorie, time to pick up your necklaces." "No." "Come on. I'll take them away if you don't pick them up." "No." "Fine." I put them up on the counter in her room and then went to the bathroom. She came skipping in wearing the necklaces and said "Ha. Ha. Ha."

But then there is this. She obviously liked the tutu because she was swiveling her hips when I said "Fine you win." Punk.

Holidays.

We went to Salt Lake to celebrate Christmas this year. It is bloody cold there. I'm not sure how I survived anywhere but Phoenix.

Amorie at the temple.

Took us about 50 times before I got one of Amorie looking at the camera. Probably should have bribed her now that I think about it.

Farr has this old train set from when he was a kid. It's still in really good condition, and they spent a lot of time looking and playing with it. "Yook mom. It's a train." Yup. It is.

Christmas morning was really cool because she got it this year. Don't worry kid. You can rip and shred and destroy this one day of the year without fear of beatings. Just today though. Oh and August 18th.

The Holidays. Continued.

This was the snowman that we made. Amorie had a lot of fun helping me. Really just standing on the chair next to while I made it, but she did form some sort of attachment to it. She walked around my mom's house asking where Snowman was.

She didn't totally get what was going to happen to him until it was too late.

"No. I don't want to do this. He's my friend. You should all be ashamed of yourselves."

Until the candy started coming out.

"Snowman who?"

Halloween!

I'm just going to say it. She is the cutest bunny. I may dress her up as a bunny everyday. That's not weird is it?

Happy Birthday Punk.

Our little punk is 2 years old now. We had a fun day pretending like that is a good thing. We went to Peter piper pizza for lunch, where she spent 20 tokens riding around on a three horse carousel. She had fun. We had a bright green cake and opened up the loot. Then we went to the park theoretically to take pictures, but in actuality to chase her around for half an hour. It took Farr two breathes to blow out these candles. Maybe he should lay off the ciggys.

She totally cleaned up this year.

And this is what this punk did when I tried to take a nice birthday picture.

Ahh. My 2 year old.

A new friend. Sort of.

At first she was all smiles to meet "Red". But then...

4 years. Crazy.

4 years, 4 months, and 11 days ago Farr asked me to marry him, and I said yes. It was the easiest decision I have ever made.  I've never happier than when I'm with you.  It may not be long, but I've loved every (well...almost every) minute of our 4 years!  Stick with me dude, and we'll make it.

Happy Anniversary dude.

And the winner is...

So after months of good intentions, I have finally finished my reward for...GRETEL!!!  I was going to ship it today, but I wanted to wait until Farr got home so I could show him of my greatness.  And oh is the greatness great.  I may have it sleep in my bed tonight.

She's so pretty. ahhhhh.

My new baby.  May not look like much to you two car families out there, but I've been sans-car for about four years and it is glorious I tell you.  Glorious.  

So last night Farr got a voicemail from the bishopric.  I laughed.  Bwahaa haa haa ha.  Until he told me that the bishop wanted to see us both the next morning.  Not so funny anymore.  So we went to the meeting prepared to say no way jose to the Nursery calling I was sure he was going to give us, when he told Farr he wanted him to be...Sunday School teacher to the 14-15 year old punks.  Bwa ha haa haaa!  Then he told me he wanted me to teach Relief Society.  After silently cursing Erin (my new Relief Society president) I said ok.  Karma's after me clearly.