whats up buttercup!

i have the girliest girl on my hands, which is actually quite, um, ironic would be the word. see, i grew up being the ONLY girl in my family for 12 years until we adopted my two sisters (and one other brother)....which by the way is absolutely fantastic because i love my sisters! anyway, back to my story. i grew up the biggest tom boy. seriously, living out on the rez, playing in the dirt, making tumbleweed forts with my brothers, breaking my nose while sword fighting with my brothers....so yeah, TOM BOY! and now, i have a daughter of my own...and boy is she the girliest girl ever. i love it (now that i've "girly-ed" out myself after all these years)! just recently, she's begun to walk with her hands delicately flared at her sides while twisting her hips back and forth. oh my gosh, it's making me laugh just thinking about her doing it. hmm, wonder where she learned THAT from! ;) so, she's got the hip sway going on...but what good is that if you haven't perfected your pout? and so she does in the hallway mirror. i caught her standing in front of the hallway mirror practicing various sad faces and pouts - scrunching her nose, squinting her eyes, and letting out heartbreaking whimpers. goodness! oh, she's also begun to fold her arms and squint her eyes shut during prayer. isaiah's constant pestering worked on her afterall..."fold your arms pakayah!" anywhoo, this past week has been chaotically pleasant. we took isaiah out to a BYU basketball game and had a blast! it was past poor pookie's bedtime, so she couldn't make it. i don't think she would've liked it anyway. but isaiah loves BYU anything! we cheered all the cheers and heckled the opposing team and went out for treats afterward. fyi, isaiah is so completely obsessed with byu sports that he knows the byu fight song by heart and asks us to sing it to him at bedtime from time to time. the following day sam and a couple of his buddies helped us demolish the downstairs bathroom and in a matter of seconds the entire inside of our home had been enveloped in a cloud of concrete dust. i just happened to see the cloud rising from the stairwell and called out to isaiah (who was happily munching on his apples and peanut butter snack), "run to your bedroom isaiah! RUN! RUN!" i grabbed the baby just in time, slammed isaiah's door shut and breathed a sigh of relief. although it looked as if our house had just exploded, it was rather fun playing our hideout game in isaiah's room. sam and i also had our date night that night but had to wash out the white dust in our hair so we didn't look like we were two fifty-year olds going out...so renee says. today was more of the same destruction. they say they're done tearing things apart....i hope, i hope. we'll see. so gotta go now...until more cuteness happens!