Lipstick, and snow men, and other cuteness

First of all I have to tell you the lipstick story. It's my own fault really. It was quiet time and so I decided to lay down for a few minutes, which is all it took for trouble to find my make up. Trouble version 1, Glen, found my make-up case and set to work with his new colors. He used my lipstick and mascara to paint his baby boy doll, his rocking horse, the walls, shoe shelf, carpet, and himself from head to toe. I was so shacked that I wasn't even upset, but I am glad I had the presence of mind to take plenty of pictures. Glen sure had fun. Oh and just a side note, apparently he only likes the dark colors, because he left all the light colored makeup alone.

After the "Blizzard" Glen begged me to take him out to play in the snow. So we got his "Snow boy" suit on and

went to build snowmen. Glen sure did have fun in the snow. He loves it. And I am so glad that his grandma gave him a snow suit last year so he can go play in the snow and still stay warm and dry. Glen tried to eat the snow and discovered that it feels cold and tastes cold. Some one gave me a great idea to put food coloring in a spray bottle and let him spray the snow, so I did and he loved that more then anything.

We decorated our Christmas tree tonight. It was wonderful. This is the first year that Glen and Benjamin have been able to help me. Glen helped put on a few ornaments and the gifts to Christ. He also helped daddy put the Angel Moroni on top of the tree. Glen favorite part was all the pictures of Jesus and the Angel Moroni on top. He loves Jesus and angels and wont hesitate to tell you that Jesus came to America and there were angels. (His favorite Book of Mormon story from 3rd Nephi 17:24) This year the boys got special ornament. Glen got a sea horse since he is crazy about horses and going to the aquarium. And Benjamin got one that looked like a gift tag and said smile because I cherish his smiles so much.

Benjamin, my sweet smiley boy, loves hats. He will put one on, take it off. For quite awhile he will do that on again and off again game. Then he will bring it to me so I can play and he takes it off so I can put it on. He also likes to put hats on other people. I just love this picture of him. He is holding the hat, so cute and smiling his sweet little smile that I love so much. I just can't get enough of his smiles

Forever

It has been forever since I have posted on the blog because it takes forever to upload a picture and most of the time it doesn't even work. So lets see if I can tell you everything of interest hat has happened in the last month or so without losing your interest. (I'm quite enjoying using the same word twice in a sentence:)

Halloween was a lot of fun. Glen was a cowboy, no he was NOT Woody, and he was quick to tell everyone. He was a cowboy and had a bucking bronco named Mustang. Silly me, I forgot to get his horse in the picture. Benjamin was my little stinker. I think he made an absolutely adorable skunk. His hat was a little too small and so it pushed his cheeks forward and I couldn't get enough of those sweet chubby things. I really do miss the chubby cheeks he had as a small baby.

The most memorable part of the night I believe was watching Benjamin figure out how to get to the bowl of candy. The bowl was set up high on a plant stand so that Glen could not help himself. Benjamin figured out quickly that if he climbed up the stairs he could reach through the railing and grab handfuls of candy from the bowl. Benjamin likes to work things out, he likes to figure out how to get something to work and do it himself. An affinity for climbing helps as well.

I seem to have only told you about one occasion, but all of the little stories have slipped my mind at the moment. I am also in what my dear husband terms a "Jane Austeny mood" and so I feel inclined to use large words and think very romantically of happy ending, heroes and heroins, and just a little of how scandalous it was of me to wear a dress that not only showed my ankles, but my knees as well *Gasp*

But now I am only becoming silly which tells me it is time for me to retire to my bed for the night. Good night friends.