Yes, we are alive.

For some strange reason, I am in the mood to blog. I think it's cuz I am wearing a cutesy apron my friend Jen gave me for Christmas. I am wearing an apron because I just put a pot roast in the slow cooker. I am feeling all domestic so I guess in my mind if your domestic, you blog. Which really its probably the opposite. The domestic on the ball people don't spend the time blogging, they are actually getting stuff done. Boring.
I have been keeping this folder on my desktop titled "Pictures to blog". I really wasn't sure what I would find in it. I knew there wouldn't be a ton of pictures of the boys because, you know, they are anti. The only pictures I have are ones that they are watching TV and I quickly snap a picture cuz they aren't paying attention and staying still. What I found was pictures of the destruction created by our holy terror. Seriously. This kid doesn't stop. She is into everything. I would like to blame my BFF Lindsay. It's all.your.fault. My boys were pretty mellow as babies/toddlers. I didn't even have child locks on anything when they were young. Lindsay has always been jealous of this. Her little Dal is what I like to call "Curious". For example, when I was visiting them in Idaho, he was curious about what it would be like to fill his squirt bottle up with his pee. I don't think I have laughed so hard!! So Lindsay would always ask me what my secret was, and I would tell her that I am just that good. I make mellow chill babies. So when I was prego with Cohlee, I kid you not, she cursed me. She said that this baby would be so naughty and into everything. I just laughed. Girls are always the easy ones, right? Wrong!! Well...Thanks a lot. It's a good thing you live in Idaho, cuz as punishment, I would bring Cohlee over every day and let her loose in your house. I am sure her and Dal would have lots of fun!

This is her latest favorite thing to do.  Get out the foil, wax paper, saran wrap, and play, play, play!!

Cohlee is now 18 months. She has the curliest hair! Except for the hair on the top is completely straight. I am hoping to take her out soon for a little photo shoot. I am sure I will get lots of pictures of her running away. She is now in nursery at church. She is doing really good thank goodness. She is a feisty little thing. If her brothers are sitting there eating something and its in reach, she won't even hesitate and grab it out of their hands. They don't love that. They do love playing with her. They think its so hilarious to watch her play with her doll. One minute she is giving it loves, the next minute, she is chucking it down the stairs.

 She is such a stinker. We love her tons. I will be sad once I don't have a little person to chase around. But then my house will be way cleaner.