The Philips Family

On our way home from Salmon, we hit quite a bit of ice. Pretty crappy road conditions, if you ask me. Ed on the other hand thinks if you can see beyond your car the conditions are good. We debated this a bit, then I gave up. It took about 45 minutes extra to get to our first usual stop, Idaho Falls. I had decided that since the kids had been reasonably well behaved in the car, I would get them a Happy Meal. Inside the girls Happy Meal was a watch. The rest of the 3 1/2 hour trip went as follows: Bree-Mom, it's 1:55. (it was 36 minutes fast) Me-Thanks Bree. Bree-Now it's 1:56. Me-Thanks Bree. Bree-1:57. Me-Thanks Bree. Bree-1:58 Me-Thanks Bree. Bree-1:59 Me-Thanks Bree. Bree-Mom, you don't have to say thanks every time. Fast forward 56 miles, 1 hour and 39 minutes, and about 67 (I am NOT kidding!) updates. Bree-It's 3:38 Me-(nothing) Bree-It's 3:38 Me-(nothing still) Bree-Mo'om, it's 3:38. Me-Thanks Bree. Bree-You're welcome, Mama. Apparently I do need to...

I knew we would see lots of family on our trip to Salmon this week. I wrote myself a large note on my bathroom mirror so I would not forget my camera. I wanted to get pictures of cousins we rarely see and of the beautiful landscape. I failed to bring out my camera for everything but a sign on the bathroom door where we stayed. You see, I am about as crafty as a no handed bear on crack. I want something like this on the kids' bathroom door and knew the only way I would be able to remember it would be to take a picture of it. This was more important than any other picture on this trip apparently.

On November 18, my mother-in-law, Patricia Rae Somers Philips went home to our loving Heavenly Father. She LOVED babies. When we had a baby, she was always so anxious to hold him/her. Here are some pics. We will always love and remember her. I am not quite sure why there weren't any pictures taken of Grandma on this trip, but this is at her house.

Today I told David that we needed to go to Sam's Club to buy some food for Mallory. After a while he asked if we were ready to go to The Foot Club. I told him it is called Sam's Club. He got irritated with me. He pointed to my friend Aubrey's house (three doors down, who has a little girl, Samantha that we call Sam) and said, "there's Sam's footsteps". I cannot convince this poor child that we are not going to buy food at Sam's house. I hope you all have a good day. I am off to the Foot Club.

This is David "asleep". Mallory LOVES pizza. Don't judge me. Pumpkin carving for family home evening the Monday before Halloween. I took the big kids to a Halloween party. David refused to come down and be in the picture. 75% isn't bad, right? Frome left to right: Mommy, David, Donny, Bree

David had me cut the tags out of all his pajamas. Donny at the recital. He played perfectly. Bree at her recital. She also played perfectly. Donny tried to smuggle his new soccer ball that he got at the Real Salt Lake game to church. Seriously, did he think I was not going to notice a pregnant seven year old boy? When I mentioned he looked pregnant he had no idea what I was talking about. He thought he had concealed his new treasure. This is Bree waiting for us to go to church. The same day as the soccer ball smuggling incident.