Saturday, December 31, 2011

Puffs Plus, Please!

This little firefighter drove away yesterday leaving me with a major heartache and a very empty and quiet house.  Oh, and he also left me with one lonesome Papa.  (Dave says that after having so much fun playing Ants In the Pants and the Cootie game with Kimball, playing  these games all by himself just doesn't seem to cut it anymore . . . .)  

Somebody grab the Kleenex box, will ya?  Both Papa and Deedee might need one.  

Or two.  

Or three.  

*Sniff, snifffffff*
  How could you not love this little man?

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

It's a Pirate's Life For Me!

"Ahoy, look and see,
Now me be turnin' three!
And, so that be a-meanin',
It's a pirate's life for me!
It's a pirate's life for me!"

Kimball's most excellent pirate mommy put together a rip roarin' pirate party in honor of Kimball's third birthday!

Pirate Ashley the Clever decorated . . . 

and crafted . . .

and baked and iced! 

Meanwhile, Kimball the Redbeard ate some great pirate grub, opened a bunch of loot, and entertained his guests with his shanty jig!



What decent pirate party is complete without that old classic, "Pin the Parrot on the Captain's Shoulder" game?  

We be wearin' eyepatches instead of an old, ragged blindfold, ye understand.

(Me be fearin' one or two of this crew of scalawags should have been forced to walk the plank or had been keel hauled due to some nefarious cheatin' a-goin' on during this contest of pirate skill.) 

Happy, happy birthday to our'n
beautiful little three-year-old grandlad,
Kimball the Redbeard!
Better 'n a chest full of gold ye be, arrrg!
Blimey, me LOVES ye soooo much, matey!!

Thursday, December 22, 2011

This Warmed My Heart If Not My Toes

This video, from the small Eskimo village of Yupiq, was a school computer project intended for other Yupiq villages in the area. Just imagine the videographer's amazement that his little homemade video now has over a million views on YouTube; these little kids are practically rock stars!  Let the celebrity contract demands begin!  (Ooh!  Speaking of celebrity contract demands, here is an obnoxious bit of side note trivia:  What celebrity demanded – and reportedly got – a white room stocked with white flowers, white curtains, white candles and white couches, a variety of complicated foods {including apple pie with ice-cream} and a 45-foot long trailer at one of her appearances?  Hint:  The answer* rhymes with "say no.") 

Anywaaaaaaaay, back to the real world, and this sweet vid.  My teeth were nearly chattering from the cold while I watched this because of all of that wicked wind and snow up there in that tiny remote village, but my heart was definitely warmed through and through from the very st-st-st-st-st-art!

I don't even know these people, and I love them.

Brrrrrrrrrr!  Who's got a spare Snuggie they can throw my way?  But not a leopard print one.   I don't look good in leopard print.  It makes me look like I'm trying too hard . . .

*Supposedly, J-Lo (Jennifer Lopez) is the celebrity with the, "Oh, except for all of those white things I listed and the big hunkin' trailer, please, please, please don't put yourselves out for little ol' me!" attitude.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Sunday, December 18, 2011

This Week's F.R.I.D.A.Y. Follies!

Hey!  Yoohoo!  Anybody remember this?  The F.R.I.D.A.Y. Hooligans decided to return to the scene of the crime to wreak more havoc on the premises and at the same time lend a hand to the very worthy cause of the American Fork Marching Band's appearance at the 2012 Rose Bowl Parade.  For those of you too overwhelmed with holiday prep to take the time to click on the link in flaming bright pink up above, the lowdown is that: 


Whew!  It would be so much easier if you would just click on that flaming bright pink link up above to get up to speed.  There.  Just there.  Just click on it.  Thanks ever so much.   

Now, as I was saying, um, what was I saying?  Haha, ahhhh, I don't seem to remember . . . what?  what?  what?  Oh, right!  Who cares about finding Aldolpho this week, although he is tagging along as usual, so you can scout him out if you want the extra practice.  What I really want you to do is see if you can scout out the cutest little redhead this side of Opie Taylor.  CHECK. HIM. OUT!  Couldn't you just die?

Who found Aldolpho from our last hoohah?  Of course!  Aldopho is the one standing front and center; would you expect anything less from this self-obsessed Casanova dude?  You just know he loves the attention.

Friday, December 16, 2011


In case you aren't already feeling all sparkly and Christmas-y, have a listen to this rendition of a worshipful Christmas carol and hopefully it will help you get that special holiday glow burning in your heart.  I'm sure that people everywhere can relate to this scene, either by having watched their own precious offspring shine as this little angel did, or by having witnessed with awe as some other "lucky" (yup, I just typed that) parents watched as their own kid stole the whole ball of wax:

Perhaps that pre-show hot toddy was not such a smashing idea?

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Hey! Is That Mom's Good Waterford Crystal?

I'm going to go out on a limb and state unequivocally that my five siblings and myself could have been every bit as polished as the duo in the video below had we only put a bit more elbow grease into our glass harp skills while dining at our Sunday dinner table.  As it was, I think my mom breathed a huge sigh of relief whenever she got lucky and was able to retrieve her goblets intact and all accounted for after a particularly lively crystal clear (ha!) session.  Mom got absolutely NO help from my dad--he was the worst offender of us all and, if memory serves, was usually the one to start the whole crystal chorus each Sunday.  Or, perhaps it was YOU, Gwyl?!!!  

Do ya know that ear-piercing sound of fingernails running down a chalkboard (made ya shiver, didn't I :})? Sadly, that's about the same rating level our family achieved on the ol' MPM (Musical Pleasure Meter) with our finger/water/goblet efforts, so, by all means, please enjoy this instead:

You should have seen some of the glares we would get from the hoity-toity waitstaff at restaurants whenever we decided to take our show on the road.  What bee got into their bonnets, I wonder?

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Santa Came Early This Year!

Santa Claus made a delivery to our house last night, and look who he left under our tree!

Let the eggnogging,  mistletoing, caroling, storytelling, crafting, gaming* commence!!! 

*Wait.  Is gaming anything like, you know, um, gambling, and is that an age-appropriate yuletide activity to do with a not-quite-three-year-old?  Give me some direction here, people.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Mr. 19!


 Christian has always been a beaming ray of sunshine in our home, always looking at life with a "cup half full" mentality, always making lemonade out of lemons, always bringing into our hearts nothing but pride, adoration and infinite love for him!  Oh, how lucky am I to be his mom!  How blessed am I, when so many clamor for his attention, to know he will always clamor for mine (if I play my cards right :}). I feel that I have learned a bazillion times more from him, even in his mere 19 years, than he has learned from me.  This boy is truly God's gift to me, with great and wondrous things in store for him--mark my words.  

And, I ask you, what better son is there than a boy who will give in to his old, decrepit mama's wishes when she says, "Eh, Sonny!  Howz about a ride on that thar adorable scoot-scoot thingy of yours?  Jes' a quick trip 'round the block with your old lady?"  With a smile and no complaint from Christian, off we go.  Join us on our jaunt, won't you?:

Like I said, this is one extraordinary young man, and, jeepers, I love him so!

Trivia question:  What is significant about this series of numbers:  20, 12, 12, 2012?

Sunday, December 11, 2011

It Was a Graveyard Smash!

We interrupt our regular Christmas programming at the Supreme Sagers to bring you a post harking all the way back to Halloween.  The executive management at this here little wacky blog believes in preserving and archiving important events which may or may not be used for future blackmailing purposes, and it's always nice to retain that, ahem, "insurance" as it were.  Cuuuuuuuzzzzzz, you just never know when some good, solid blackmail material might come in handy-dandy . . . .

We did the monster mash!

Thanks to Grandma Pauline and Grandpa Richard, we were treated to another stellar Halloween frenzy at their home, allowing all of those skeletons in the family closet to show up front and center! And man, we have some lulus! (Just kidding.)

I was in charge of helping everyone make as much of a fool of themselves as possible, so I provided a bunch of Minute-To-Win-It games.  I would humbly say that my mission was accomplished.  *cough*

This party is a highlight for our family every year, and we thank Grandma and Grandpa for all of the toil and trouble, effort and energy, blood, sweat and tears that they put into making our Halloween a SCREAM!

Dave flipped his wig (see it?) when this skeleton sassed him but good!

Hey!  Is that Cary Grant there on the left . . . 

. . . or is it George Clooney?  
Either way, this guy obviously has that sophisticated, suave, and debonair thing down pat.

And now, here are a few of the other family skeletons popping out of the closet:

If you think this group is dressed to the nines in these pics, you should see them when they decide to get dressed up in their actual Halloween costumes!  Whoooooo, boy!  Believe me, you DO NOT want to miss that!