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BIG TIME GIRLS NIGHT

Tuesday Night, June 3. Its gonna be a blast. If you want to come, email or call me and I will give you all the details. So much food (catered by Nothing But Noodles), So many ladies, and SO much fun! Bring your karoake voice and guitar hero fingers, cause its gonna get CA-RAAAAAZAY!

Memorial Day Rundown

1. Swimming

Thanks for the use of your glasses and hat Bryce and Blake!

Daddy and Edyn

Blake and Tayson

Uncle Tyson and Lila

2. Carrie Underwood Concert

I am seriously not into chicks . . . . but I know a sexy broad when I see one, and Carrie Underwood is the most amazingly talented and beautiful lady . . . . it was an awesome fun time with the sisters! We just couldn't quit staring she was so hot!

3. A talk in Church.

4. A Breakfast at Church.

I was in charge of 40 dozen eggs. That's a lot of cracking.

5. More Swimming

Are you ever going to give birth Mariah!

6. Some Blissful Sleep

Lila slept for 6 hours in a row in her own bed last night. She must have been so worn out from the weekend.

Pictures

Forty Piggies

One Lilita
("Little Lila" for all you non spanish speakers)

I'm Back

After a wild night of Bunko (with a bunch of BABES I might add) and finally getting my baby to sleep, I think I might have just found a few minutes to post what I have been up to.

My dad and husband are Photographers. We have two studios. Damon runs one and Rick runs the other. My job is to work for both of them. We are always busy, but during the spring and fall seasons, we are EXTREMELY busy. Sports Leagues, Schools, Seniors, Families, and you guessed it . . . PROMS and HOMECOMINGS.

During these busy times, this is basically what our schedule is like:

Damon wakes up early and goes to work.
Libbie stays home with the kids all day.
Damon comes home from work.
Libbie goes to work all night.
Damon stays home with the kids all night.

I am not complaining. OH NO. I am grateful, because this means that the business is doing well. But we do get very burned out and look forward to those slower times when we can relax a little.

This May 3rd, we were lucky enough to have 9 (yup . . . Thats a big NINER) Proms in one night (Yup, that would be ONE NIGHT). I am still not sure why every school in our area decides to have their dance on the same night. So crazy. One of my responsibilities is to schedule all the staff for the events we shoot. Since we need about 8-9 people at each big dance and about 4-5 at the smaller ones, it gets pretty tricky.

Luckily we know about these dances well in advance, so I have plenty of time to call friends and organize. I was telling a couple of them that night, that I kind of feel like I am on The Aprentice, and this is my final task. There is so much that goes into the planning. What Photographers and staff will be at what dance? What equipment will go where? Do we have all the supplies that we need? Who will work well with who, etc.

The dances are actually pretty fun to work at. Its fun to see all these little teeny boppers who think they are just the "CATS MEOW." And guess what? I used to be one of them! Dang. If only I knew then what I know now. Working at these dances reassures me that my daughters will be wearing turtle neck, long sleeve polyester dresses that go to their feet to their proms, that is IF I even let them go. Seriously, I am amazed that parents would let their young daughters out in public in some of these dresses. HELLO, there are always boobs hanging out everywhere. And sometimes if we are lucky, we get to see a lot more than that . . . .

Since we are our own lab, we print and package all the pictures right at our K-town Studio. Because we are so awesome, we deliver most of the schools pictures to them by Monday morning after their dance. This means that we go for about about 48 hours with maybe two or three hours of sleep if we are lucky enough to even squeeze that in. It gets pretty Slap Happy down in the basement with a bunch of girls who have barley slept! We had all the dances done by Tuesday night and have been working on sports since then.

Well, I hate to break my arm patting my own self on the back . . . . but I AM HIRED! It went so smooth. Only because of all my awesome friends who really pulled thru for the Realife Team! My dad even gave me a bonus for all my efforts. Nice, really nice. Now that all these proms are over, we have a just a few more sports leagues and a couple of Dance Studio classes to get out. Then you will find me relaxing all summer with my three crazy ladies by the pool doing nothing but swimming and eating watermelon! Feel free to join in!

Below are some pictures from a few of the dances. And of course the production. Thank everyone for all your help. SO GLAD ITS OVER !

Work it ladies, WORK IT!

Nice shades One I'd Karin!

Shawn Duck Dong . . .You Sexy Beast!

Oh T. . . . I love your Prom Pose. You are so Gorgeous!

DH and Meggers . . . WHAT??

Dance time!

Kill me now . . . I am so tired.

The greatest ladies EVER. Beaking the Sabbath right along with me. So naughty.

Working in the dungeon.

Even the little sisters get recruited.

A Few Things

1. I cut bangs again. I thought I was over them, and had them about half way grown out, but one thing led to another, and here they are. It forces me to do my hair . . . . sometimes. They are a little short, but my hairdresser is amazing and I will forgive her for this one. Give them about a week, maybe two, and they should be okay.



2. Lila and me are BFF for life. She has decided that she WILL NOT drink from a bottle anymore for her daddy while mommy is at work, so we splurged and bought a baby bjorn (I can't believe those things are $80 bucks). So we are inseparable, as I have two ginormous milk filled breasts that she obviously adores. Who wouldn't. I don't blame the girl. She now accompanies me to work every night. And luckily she loves her new baby bjorn. She is just as happy as can be snuggled up to mama.

3. I have fallen off the wagon. I called my little friend Nicole and confessed that I have been cheating on her for the last three days. Yes, I have eaten so much sugar I can't even believe it. But here's my thinking right now. If you are gonna fall off the wagon, you might as well fall hard . . . . . so I just made a huge pan of Rice Krispie treats, and I will be devouring them just as soon as I am done writing this sentence. And then tomorrow, its back on the wagon, because I DO NOT want to give you a pedicure Nicole. I HATE FEET!

Next Time . . . . . .

I like to analyze, you know, try to figure things out. Lots of times I anazlyze myself. I think of why I am the way I am, what I can "fix" or do better. There sure are a lot of areas that could use some fixin. One of the things I notice about myself is that I sure do complain a lot. I annoy my own self with my complaining. (See, now I am complaining about complaining)! It's true. I seem to forget how fortunate I am, and how blessed I have been.

So my goal is to quit complaining so much. I think if I make it public, then I will really have to follow thru. So, here it goes . . . . .

Next time I complain about being pregnant and not going into labor soon enough, I will remember my dear sister, being life flighted to Sacred Heart Medical Center, having an emergency C-Section at 32 weeks because of a placental abruption, losing so much blood that she had to have numerous blood transfusions.

Next time I complain about how tired I am because of lack of sleep at night, I will remember this same sister, whose baby was in the NICU for over 5 weeks, and her constant visits to the hospital to see her baby, who she could only hold for short periods of time. Who would have LOVED to have been as tired as I am with a healthy baby born under normal circumstances, but NEVER complaining and always having a good attitude.

Next time I complain about my sweet little HEALTHY baby crying all the time, I will remember my dear friend who wants a baby so bad, who has had numerous miscarriages, but is so strong, she just keeps trying, all the while, loving my babies, and doing all she can to help me. I will also remember some friends whose baby was born with numerous problems, but their attitude is just amazing. They are so opptimistic. I am so inspired by them.

Next time I complain about having three kids, and "HOW HARD" it is to get things done or go places, I will remember another sister who has six, and does such a great job. She is always loading all of those kids up and taking them with her everywhere. Even on long road trips. I always tell her she is crazy for doing that, but really I think she is so GREAT and so BRAVE!

Next time I complain about my husband being gone all the time, working so much, I will remember another sister. Her husband's job is to be a studly Marine, and has been deployed to Iraq, not once, but twice, being in constant danger, once running over a roadside bomb, and breaking his hand, and many times losing his friends. She is basically raising three kids on her own, working full time, and still finding time to constantly serve others.

Next time I complain about little things that annoy me about my WONDERFUL husband (sorry Flamers), I will remember my sister, (the same one who had the premature baby) whose husband was rushed to Sacred Heart from Pullman (yes, only a mere two weeks after her baby was released, can they just catch a break here or what?), for a serious heart condition he didn't even know he had. His life could have been cut very short. Luckily it wasn't. I can't even imagine going thru life without my Flamers.

Next time I complain about being a little on the chunky side, I will remember how much my husband loves my saggy bum, and dimpled thighs, and for some reason can't keep his hands of my lucious body. I will also remember another sister of mine who is just gorgoeus and so fun, who is getting divorced because of an abusive husband, who treated her like garbage. (I can't wait for our D-Day Celebration)! How lucky I am to be married to a man who has NEVER called me a bad name, or made fun of my body, or anything else about my appearance.

This list could go on and on. I complain way too much. It's time to turn over a new leaf.

Seriously, I have got it SO good.

Blessing Day

I know most of my posts are about my baby, but thats pretty much my life right now, so sorry!

We have four new babies in our family all born within 5 weeks of each other. My sisters and I (except for Nish,who lives in NZ, WE MISS YOU!) all blessed our babies last weekend in my parents ward. It was so cool to do it all on the same day.

I promise we didn't all match on purpose!

The Daddies

Silly Boys . . . . .if only they could really breastfeed . . . .