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"Bri Bri Did It!"

That Baby, as she is affectionately known, is very cute and prone to trouble.







Whether she is dumping out all of the minute rice or scattering peanuts across the kitchen, she is constantly searching for a new adventure.




One of her favorite places to "play" is the dryer. Much to her mother's horror. She hasn't attempted to climb into it lately. Possibly because she has been occupied with other activities including but not limited to:

• drawing on the walls
• dumping nail polish on the carpet (OxyClean works!),
• pouring an entire bottle of bubbles on her brother's floor
• decorating Aunt Patti's folding chairs with marker
• eating all of the "tasty" cough drops (to be fair, her sister helped with that one)
• applying lipstick to her face, shirt and Dad's office.

Whenever a mess is been made and we ask for the responsible party to confess we often hear "Bri, Bri did it." She usually did.


We are hoping this is a phase she will soon out grow.

Pre-Easter Par-tay

One of the best things about Easter in Utah is the pre-Easter party at the Hardway Ranch (motto: "to big for a shovel, to small for a plow, so you have to do it that hard way"). Grandpa Buddy builds a big bonfire, to roast hot dogs and marshmallows. Everyone brings something to share . . . Jell-O beans are always a big hit, so are chips and cookies. Crazy-Cousin-Shawn made some sort of pickled eggs that had onions, peppers and baby corncobs in it. People who tried it really liked it, I wasn't brave enough to try.

Activities include:

Dying more than five dozen eggs

A pinata

A massive Easter egg hunt involving more than 300 plastic eggs (legend has it that eggs have been found well into the summer -- thank you Aunt Patti)

And the highlight of the day . . .

horse-back riding

This year a record 72 people came. Grandma informs me that 17 of the attendees were my family or guests of my family. I'm not sure if that was a compliment or criticism. But we appreciate our friends coming to spend the afternoon with us.

Playground Fun

Our good friends from Arizona came to see us for an afternoon. We went to the Purple Turtle (a legendary fast food establishment a few miles away) for ice cream and bigger-than-one-person-should-consume shakes. Then we took the children to a fabulous park to expend all of that energy.

They had a great time and we are very glad they came to see us. The only downside is that we realized how much we missed playing with them! I hope to have more visitors soon.

Greetings!

I am attempting to enter the ranks of the cool people I know who all seem to have blogs. (They know who they are. )
Aside from trying to appear cool, I have an ulterior motive in creating this: I don’t scrapbook.
I have the fancy paper, the special pens, acid-free stickers, plus boxes and boxes of photos just waiting to be displayed attractively. I can’t make myself actually create a scrapbook. My hope (wish) is that one day blog pages will easily convert to scrapbook pages. So, until that day, I will use this as a place to put my photos that otherwise would be stuck in a box or on a hard drive. At least putting them here will give them a chance to see the light of day.
I have a lot of catching up to do. The first few posts will most likely be of past events. Those of you who know us will get to relive those magical moments all over again.