Easter

Easter isn't until next weekend ( I know), but Conference is next weekend and this last weekend worked so much better to celebrate.

Ward Easter party. Jesse and neighbor Joel. I told Joel to smile and this is how he responded.

The ever present volleyball game.

Mom, it's not that cold. Look at Jared!

I've got you carrot!

Save me Sister Ross.

Mom! Jared's touching me!

This is Ryan's allergic reaction. Still don't know what caused it.

It never bothered him, just me.


Easter FHE activity

Huh? What is this, a new toy?

I will eat it.

Our cups of many colors. And crayons to try and make Ukrainian style Pysanky (haha the computer wants me to auto correct it to swanky, pleasantry, cranky or Polish)

No candles in Wymount... so we melt off the wax with our gas stove-top ;)

One of Jesse's eggs.

Well I decided to rinse this one and then all the dye came off.
Tomorrow I will post the pictures of some eggs that actually turned out well and perhaps we will let people vote on the best ones. But for now I must go because Ryan is pulling the stabilizer off from the underside of the couch and is trying to eat it.

A baby's life

I want this one, no this one, no this one

I try to get him to preform, but he refuses. Ryan really can ooch when he wants to.

Maybe this is where he gets it from...

Jesse plays with food...

Jesse made dinner while I was at a church meeting. This is Carrothenge. Notice the great pyramid of Carrot in the back.

Carrothenge and Mr. Potato (terra cotta) Warrior

Detail on Mr. Warrior. Perhaps Jesse should have been an artist not an engineer. All of this was made into stew and the torso of the brave warrior was the last thing left... over.

Sad spoon. This one is my doing. It came out of the bowl (the next day) like that ... all dried and stuck on. The mouth was scratched more deeply into it.

Where it all started
See Ben bought some cheese. It was 5 pounds. What can a boy in the dorms do with 5+ pounds of cheese? (he had more, too much meal plan money) That is how we inherited this 5 pound 14ish inch long hunk of cheese. In fact it was rather reminiscent of a certain baby I know. The deal was we needed to:

a) make something really tasty
or
b) carve something out of it

This is what Jesse chose (and then he went crazy and now he carves all sorts of food)

He didn't carve the whole block, because this is Utah and it was drying out too quickly. It still needed to be edible. Why waste cheese? What about all of the crumbs you may ask? Thrown into the bag with the shredded cheese. Some may have disappeared into our mouths

Seriously

"Draaaagon draagon I don't do dat tongue thang"
Any resemblance?

Playing with Food

Meal time gets more and more exciting every week...

Ryan will not eat mashed potatoes (How is it that he is my son?) Tray decorating is a much more suitable way to deal with them.

Uh huh that's what I thought. They did put some turkey in here.
Look at that focus. Maybe he will be an engineer or a scientist.

Avocado... he doesn't get these often because they are darn expensive.

Umm maybe I like these.

Well alright dad if you insist

I can do this, you don't need to feed me.

I see food in there. Come out!

I see you, but you can't see me.

I can feed myself! Get this thing off me!