The perfect Saturday...in pictures and Pulitzer Prizes

Saturday was practically perfect in every way. We drove home from a great Thanksgiving in NYC in this

The kids did a lot of this
(imagine picture of them sleeping in their car seats...I didn't have my camera on me)

These guys
beat these guys
In overtime!!!

And for an early birthday present Chad took me to go see this guy

Joshua Bell was fabulous!!!

Seriously, he is awesome. I remember swooning over him with my violin friends when I was in Jr. high and High school. I think I have gotten his autograph 3 times. Even though I no longer swoon over Mr. Bell, I still LOVE Love love hearing him perform. I haven't been to the symphony in over two years and the Boston Symphony was amazing. I am always amazed at the beauty that people can create in a Symphony and the BSO did not disappoint. Joshua Bell was flawless, inspiring, and really the performance was just plain thrilling. I loved it! And Chad (who gets the best husband of the year award for pausing the BYU-UTAH game at half time to take me to the concert) also really enjoyed it. I think Bell's encore performance of a virtuoso rendition of Yankee Doodle sealed the deal. All in all it was a practically perfect Saturday.

And now for the Pullitzer Prize. This is so worth the 15 minutes it takes to read/view so do what you've got to do to check out this Pullitzer Prize winning article about Joshua Bell's perfomance in a Subway station. Click HERE. It's awesome. Thanks Chad (and Bronco) for the great day!

All dressed up with no place to go

This is how Marian typically looks during the day. Arms loaded with purse, tool box, a baby or two (often a back pack on her back), boots zipped up and hat donned. Unfortunately for her, thanks to an ear infection she had to spend most of last week at home.

But, she took her medicine like a good little girl...

and LOVED it!

And when he wasn't in preschool- she had Jack to teach her the joys of flooding the bathroom.


He was also kind enough to also play dress-ups. What a brother.

"Are all the children in their beds..."

For some reason I have strong memories of my dad reading me this poem as a little girl.

"Wee Wille Winkie runs through the town
upstairs downstairs in his nightgown
rapping at the window
crying through the lock
'are all the children in their beds
for now 'tis eight-o-clock'"

With that poem in mind I often peek in at the kids before I go to bed. The other night this is what I found.

Toys EVERWHERE in a room that had been spotless at bedtime.

Jack's bed...empty

Marian's bed...full

Sound asleep


and two nights later Jack's bed looked like this...


So precious. I LOVE how much they LOVE each other.

Jack has been particularly sweet to Marian lately. Which is saying a lot since her new favorite phrases are

1: I had it first! (which is rarely a true statement)
and
2: No Jack! I can not share! I Can not!

You've got to love her spunk!