Graduation Part 2

Engineering Convocation in the Field House

Welcome, you will now be graduating.

Look mom, I'm being good.

Why are we doing this again?

Jesse after receiving his diploma cover.

Okay dad, we watched you get your diploma cover, now lets get some food!

Follow us, we know where the Clyde building is.

Metal! Oh yummy I love zippers. Thanks Grandma.

Graduation Part 1

The first day of graduation. I can not believe that Jesse is done with his undergraduate work. He worked really hard and really earned his degree. I am so proud of him. I love you Jesse!

Jesse before commencement

Okay Katrina, no more pictures. (I have quite a few pictures with this look)

Num num spatula. Hanging out with Grandpa

What is going on in here? Can dad see us yet? (He did acutally see us because of this)

The Marriot Center as the graduates marched in. Note the tunnel is packed and there are only three rows left. The rest got to sit on the bleachers. Jesse was one of the lucky ones that ended up in the bleachers.

President Samuelson welcomes everyone.

Jesse and one of his teachers Dr. Chase

This is my other grandpa.

The Graduate

Hey dad, I like your tie.

Friends Sam and Jeremy

More Easter

Easter for real this time.

Alright mom, I'm ready for conference.

I love the Prophet.

May I please have the biter biscuit? Please?

Why did they put this big plastic bag in here?

Oops...

Mom, these are my real ears. See these ones, right here.

He will pick up the tiniest of crumbs from off his tray.

heeheehee

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!