Time Speeds Past

Is it just me or did December come flying at you at a high speed??

Here we are at the Jones Farm for Christmas. The girls and I had a great time. Santa did not forget where they were, and Santa did get the info from Mommy that the girls had cleaned their room. They were a little worried on both accounts.

They received quite a little pile of goodies. Benches from Grandma and Grandpa Jones, as well as a blue plastic sled, and a Dora play tent (the tent and sled will stay at Grandma & Grandpa's). They got a dolly stroller each, Bobbie got Chutes and Ladders (Dad summed it up best when he said, the board seemed to have gotten a lot bigger since we had one as a kid.), Dahlia got Operation (mommy needs a frontal lobotomy for being crazy enough to buy that for the kids!!). We as a family got Sorry. The girls had a great time, and are totally in tune with the revenge portion of the game. Bobbie and Dahlia both giggled while sing-songing Sorry and putting Mom and I back to the start, again and again.

I got Uno, and we played it once. Poor Mom was sitting right before Dahlia, and she took a dive a couple of times rather then pass on some pretty nasty card combos to Dahlia. Finally Dahlia won, and then she started to cry because she was out of cards and we weren't. Dad and I laughed as Mom explained to Dahlia that she had won the game, and she wanted to be the first one out of cards.

We also played Old Maid, and it came down to a pretty heated battle between Mom and Dad as to who got stuck with the Old Maid. Dad was fairly gracious about being stuck with it in the end. Though Dahlia did get a kick out of the silly adults. Bobbie was fast asleep on my shoulder and missed all the action.

We are going sledding tonight if we can get the tractor started. I am hoping that my car soaked up all the not-starting action. I couldn't get my car to start yesterday, and Dad hooked it up to a charger thingy today. After calling the previous owner, we decided that the battery was most likely the original battery (making it 9+ years old). So I was able to get the car started and drove over the Checker, and walked in with my little piece of paper clutched in my hands. The manager did not laugh when I asked if they remembered my Dad calling to talk to someone about a battery for my car. He found the employee that knew exactly what I was talking about, and we got the battery installed in a few minutes. The difference was $6 between the 7 year battery and the 8 year battery. Since I am planning on having the car for as long as possible, and I am really hoping it will be at least 8 years if not more the $6 seemed like a good investment.

Tomorrow we drive back to Taylorsville. We are heading out early so we can hopefully avoid the holiday traffic when we get closer to the big cities up north. Should be an interesting drive.

Winter Clothes

Here we are at the Jones Farm. The girls are avoiding Mom and I since we are trying clothes on them and then deciding how to hem them, or take them in, or keep them for next year. Dahlia was a little worried when I was shortening the sleeves on a shirt. She was afraid that I was going to cut off her fingers. Mom made sure that I didn't. (dahlia wants me to change colors) Purple is a great color to type in. AS a matter of fact I hemmed a pair of purple pants for Dahlia. They were stirrup pants, that were just a tad too long. So we cut out the stirrups, and made them flat on the bottoms.

Dahlia wants to type so here she goes:

DAHLIA dog i love you family. acer microsoft papermate (dahlia is typing the things she sees on the computer or on the desk top for the last 3 words).


Now her highness is wanting to play a game on the computer so we are off to do that instead. Have fun. Can't wait to see you all at Thanksgiving!!

Halloween 2008

2 sweet little fairies. Hyper, sugared up fairies. Funny things is when we went to go trick-or-treating later that night, the girls refused. They said they had enough candy, and they didn't want to go out. Sweet!!

Bobbie's skirt turned out better then Dahlia's. Dahlia's kept sliding up, and moving around. So it looked good for a few minutes and then she would sit or wiggle, and it would ride up. Bobbie kept pushing the tulle toward the back, so it ended up looking a little different, but she was happy so that is what counts.

Who ever said wings were a good idea, let alone 3 sets of wings, is crazy!! We went through 2 sets of torn wings (luckily the girls wings came from the dollar store). Mine kept getting hooked on things. the girls loved this as I would usually stop abruptly and let out a squeak.
The girls' tiaras kept sliding off. Bobbie finally refused to were hers shortly after this picture. This picture is at their daycare party. It was really cute. About 10 sets of parents came, and the kids paraded around so we could take pictures. They played music and the kids danced. The older kids had a mildly choreographed dance. They younger kids mostly bopped around and spun a lot. There was a teacher (Bobbie's teacher) that sang 2 songs in Spanish. Man did she have serious volume!! It was very beautiful sounding. Then they handed out cookies, and balloons, as well as the goodie bags.

Visitng Grandpa at Work

The girls like to play Scare the Grandpa when we see him at the store. This time they tried to hide behind the 1/2 door and jump up and growl. Though the growl mostly came out sounding a lot like giggles. Dad tricked them by reaching under the door and trying to grab their ankles. Mom and I stood back and laughed.


The girls know that this is the 1/2 door that stands between them and a treat. As long as they behave in the store they get a treat when they see Grandpa. He takes them to the side area where they keep the candy, and sometimes they get stickers. Mom and I occasionally have to confiscate the good stuff. . . strictly for quality control sampling of course!!

1st Ever Lost Tooth & Visit to Monroe

Dahlia has finally done it!! She lost her first tooth tonight. It was getting pretty wobbly, and it needed a little encouragement, but with a little extra wiggling it came out. Poor Bobbie was excited, until she realized that she didn't have any loose teeth and then she was upset.

Dahlia tucked her tooth under her pillow and the Tooth Fairy has come to collect it, and gave her 2 shiny quarters for it (the tooth fairy is a little cheap at our house).

We just got back tonight from a visit the Jones Farm. The girls had a great time with the grandparents. I got more cleaning done at my place. It seems to be easier to clean sometimes when I am not also trying to entertain the girls. The last time I tried to just clean and let them entertain themselves they found scissors, and . . . . well it's just best if I try to clean and keep them in sight.


On Saturday we went to the library and the girls had a blast running through the leaves in the park next to the library. There was this big pile of leaves and no one in sight. So the girls ran into it, and started playing.


Soon there was no big pile of leaves, it had been pulverized. Then these two young men came into the park carrying a trash can, a shovel, and a rake. OOPS!! Luckily Mom knew the kids (some of Dad's scouts) and we sent the girls over to help them rake the leaves. Since we had killed the pile they had already made, figured the girls should help them make another pile of leaves.


Even Mom got in on the clean up action . . . a little. She was supervising, and I was photo-documenting. Mostly we were laughing because the girls were having a great time, and the guys were very patient with them.

Mostly Pointless Blog

So I am thinking that if I have a blog but never remember to update it that it is mostly pointless. As the point of a blog is to pass information from one person or group to another person or group. If it sits empty day after day is it under utilized.

So here goes. It has been a few months since I last updated. Dahlia turned five, and had a birthday party. I had a birthday party.

There are several of us at work that are on a get prepared kick. With everything going on in the world, and all the disasters in the US it seems like a good time to pick up one extra thing at the store. It really tore at my heart watching all the families in the fires, and hurricanes that were left without. I can't imangine what I would do if my kids were without food, or medicine. I could put up with a lot more then I think I could stand to put my kids through.

I know having extra food has helped us more then once when money got tight for one reason or another. Living frugally is not easy, but it is something that the Seher family is working to improve. Okay so Mommy is working on it, the girls are oblivious.

Less Talking and More Pictures?? Coming right up!!


The girls "helping" Grandpa. Notice that one is checking out flowers, and the other is carrying a wooden thingy (which is very shortly abandoned as it is not that fun to carry).


Here are the girls, with Naomi and Aunt Val watching all the crazy adults try to break Grandpa's Birthday Pinata. They got to run out and pick up the candy as it fell, but then they were quickly banished back tot he porch so they didn't accidentally get hit with the bat.



An oldie, but still a favorite picture. This is the girls dolled up in Grammy's traditional Easter Dress. Don's Mom insists on buying the girls an Easter Outfit. Complete with hats, purses, and gloves. The girls love it, and I figure if she wants to go through all the trouble of buying it, I have no problem having the girls wear it. It is a tradition in her family that hearkens back a ways. She talkes about remembering the excitement of knowing that she was getting a new frilly dress, with allt he works for Easter every year. I get a kick out of hearing her describe all the petticoats, and so forth that her mother ironed for her to get her skirt to be so fluffy. Since I don't actually OWN an iron, and even if I did it is highly doubtful I would use it. It boggles the mind that her mother would iron 6+ petticoats, just to go UNDER the dress. Times have definately changed a little.

1st Fishing Trip (Memorial Day Weekend 2008)Grandpa Jones teaching Dahlia and Bobbie how to reel in a fish. What I couldn't get a picture of was the girls taking turns being the fish. As a matter of fact they had so much fun being the fish that we had a hard time getting the to even hold the poles. We'll see how tomorrow goes!!
Bobbie loves to hold the pole. She is a little iffy when it comes to reeling anything in. But with some practice she'll do great!! Watch out fishies here we come.

Not exactly the fishies we were planning on catching, but it does look like Dahlia caught a big fish!!
Would you believe that the GRAND PLAN to have the girls help us catch these lovely worms failed? Well the girls conked out way too early so just Dad and I were out catching worms, with some 'help' from Ralph the cat. Ralph, who has never once even let me get near him, decided that he needed to be where ever our hands were rubbing up against us. Se he kept coming over and scaring the worms away. At one point I was floating an idea to use cat for bait instead of worms. Don't worry Mom, Dad wouldn't let me. Dad watered the lawn and at dusk we went out. I missed the electrocution attempt by Dad to shock the worms out of the ground. Sorry I missed that, I hear it was a shockingly funny show (hahahaha).
A fish, a fish, we caught a fish. Okay fine, Grandma Jones caught the fish, Dahlia & Bobbie 'helped' to reel it in, and then like the ladies we are, we waited for Grandpa Jones to come over and do the yucky stuff.

Pictures from the Rendezvous

Spring Rendezvous (Mother's Day Weekend 2008)

Two cute pioneer girls or two cute modern girls pretending to be pioneer girls. They loved the candy cannon, the dogs around the camp, and all the fun things to look at. Not so happy about the pit-style potties, and all the things to not touch (camp-fire, cooking pots, etc). Bobbie liked the 8 AM 5-cannon wake-up call. Dahlia didn't like it, but it was VERY effective in getting her up and out of bed!! They had fun playing the games at the next camp over. It was run by volunteers for Freemont Indian State Park. Dahlia made some rubbings, and tried to master a fire starting drill. She couldn't quite get the hang of letting the momentum pull your hand back up, so it didn't work so well for her. There was also another camp that had kids games, and the girls had fun tossing woven hoops into squares on the ground.
Playing Hide-N-Seek, is kind of hard when the 'hiders' go somewhere a little too obvious!! The girls had lots of fun checking out everything around us. Dahlia wandered a little farther then I would have liked but she was in sight all the time, so I guess I couldn't complain too much. Especially since the whole camp wasn't that long, and tons of people knew who she belonged to.


Our little pioneer family. One of the few times that the girls were actually holding still long enough for a picture. We had a great time, and are so happy that Mom and Dad invited us to join them. It was fun to dress up and play pretend. I am very glad though that it was just pretend. I can't imagine living that way all of my life. I suppose since I wouldn't know any thing else existed it would be okay. The girls loved the being dirty part, but I am pretty sure that they enjoyed their bath almost as much.

Easter and Family

Here we are at the Jones Farm for Easter. Though we get here last night, and will be leaving for Taylorsville (home) late tonight.

Bobbie say:
/jdsjkdkkckkjjkuii8ouruhjrejhsdewuikwsj,,dxx kxc kc ck kcxdks bngh gf fb9,mhgkl

Dahlia says:

I love you!! The bunny was sooo cute. It hops around, but it can't get out of the gate. I love and I love and I love to sing.

Grandpa and Grandma Jones have a neighbor who was selling rabbits. So Dad (Grandpa Jones) 'rented' the bunny for the day. He paid the $6.50 to buy the bunny with the understanding that it would be returned on Sunday. So far the girls are having fun. Dahlia is a little concerned that the bunny is too small to be the Easter bunny. But Uncle Paul F. told her that the Easter bunny sub-contracts out. She wasn't sure what that meant, but the adults all laughed about it. (I have pictures I will post when we get back home)




Mom (Grandma Jones) was helping the girls say a prayer over dinner last night, and Bobbie wanted to do it. So Mom would say s a few words, and Bobbie would repeat them. At one point Mom said Bless Aunt Julie's family to get here safely. Bobbie said I can't remember that, and Mom and I tried not to giggle. Silly goose.

So far it has gone well. The girls are loving being here with Grandma and Grandpa, as well as Aunt Julie and her family. We did have a little 1/2 streaking incident. Dahlia ran out of the bathroom with only her shirt on. So we had the talk about not being naked around boys. Not sure she understands what the big deal is, but hopefully she will figure it out before she goes to school.

New Haircuts

Check out our new haircuts. Kind of snazzy looking if I do say so myself.

This is us from the front , the girls got a trim, mostly visible in the back. Myself, I went a little more . . . . . more.





This is us from the back. Note the girl's hair is just above their shoulders. Mine is just this side of shaved up the back, and short on top. All I have left is to go back and get it permed (with a soft/relaxed wave) to give me a little more body on top.

I have been debating for the last 6 months getting it cut, but chickened out at the last minute every time. I was down visiting Mom and we booked appts for the girsl to get theirs cuts, and I was talking with mom about getting mine cut short, similar to what it was in high school. I dug through my hope chest, and found a picture I liked, and Mom gave me the name of a neighbor lady who cuts hair. I will admit at one point I wanted to beg her to glue my hair all back one, strand by strand if she had too. But it turned out really well. I am still trying out hairdo's. Some are a great hit at work, and I had one that was a great flop.

The girls love it because they can finally brush my hair. Before it tangled so easily, that their hair-dressing always ended with mommy in tears, and a huge knot of hair around the hair brush. This works much better.