I'm a chicken I'm a chicken!

Running around like my head's cut off, i feel crazy busy and yet what do I have to show for it, NOT MUCH! I am a person who likes to chill I'm not too fond of being busy all the time and running here and there, especially when it means making sure 4 kids are ready and buckling and unbuckling carseats 12 times a day. AHHH. I felt pretty wound up this last week. I mean you know it's been THAT KIND OF DAY when the bright spot of your day is finding the best, closest parking spot ever at Walmart, right next to the handicap spot! I'm pretty sure my eyes filled up with tears and I said aloud, "Somebody IS looking out for me!!!" Yep I can definitely be dramatic. Anyway here are some pictures of the kids in the snow.





Snow angels!



Jenna told me her angel needed a face (a little creepy though?)

Mmmm snow.

Logan getting me with a "snowball."



I had to take a picture of all our cute stockings.

Growing up there was an older couple on our street who could never have children. We called them "Grandma" and "Grandpa." Grandma Woodland made all of us kids stockings. So when I had kids, my mom continued the tradition and has made all of my kids the same exact stockings. I love them. It makes me think of Grandma Woodland. She passed away when I was 13. Grandpa Woodland still lives there though and is actually the one who sealed Nate and I in the Bountiful temple. He definitely holds a soft spot in my heart. Anyway that's my story about our stockings! My mom's on the ball, Kaitlyn's even up there.


So yesterday we decided to have a family sleepover! We pulled out our mattress and we all slept on in front of the Christmas tree.






Here is a random picture of Kaitlyn, who slept great in her crib. Next year, baby girl!


Was I uncomfortable, yeah. Did Logan switch positions 800 times, yes! But I think this will have to be a new tradition, the kids LOOOVED it. And before that we drove past the Layton Park lights, picked out a redbox (Shrek 4) and hit the dollar store to get some snacks. WHICH brings me to Nate... NATE! Oh he cracks me up. So he has never been to the dollar store and as we are walking up and down the aisles you should have heard him. He was SO excited. He's like, "LOOK ERIKA, THIS is really a DOLLAR?!" I'd say, "yep it's the dollar store." but then he'd find something else and be like, "look at THIS, THIS is not one dollar, is it? Are you sure?" and I'd point out where it says, "Everything $1" all over the store. He's like "I just can't believe it is all a dollar! I mean LOOK barbecue sauce for ONE DOLLAR! There are SO many possibilities here! Look, erika, you can get whatever salad dressing you want for just one dollar! This is AMAZING." He kills me, he really does. Then we got home and ate the cheese puffs from the dollar store, which are, of course, disgusting, and then I think the wonder of it all sort of went down...

I swear it's times like that I am like THIS is why I love him so much. I mean who else can try to change the kitchen light bulb and two minutes later NONE of the can lights in the kitchen work AND the garage door won't open??? (who knew those were connected.) I love this guy. (our electrician friend had to come fix it.) We laughed for awhile. Way to be handy, Nate. :)

Anyway. Enough making fun of Nate. I will save some stories for another time.

Okay what am i doing blogging there is so much stuff to do. Blah.