I have to agree with this... and my own opening night photo fun!

You may know that I'm not the biggest Twilight fan of the world... won't go into all the reasons here, but I do love the hysteria involved. So I joined my great friends who are Twilight Lovers for opening night 12:40 am movie. A bunch of us went to dinner at 10:00 pm and we had a great time despite the New Moon hangover for the next two days. (For the record, I'm Jacob all the way...)

I actually told Dave the morning after I went to the movie that I know it is totally hypocritcal but if he and a bunch of his friends went to a midnight show to watch a bunch of young girls I'd kill him. My cousin and I and the check-out ladies at Dick's also had this discussion the other night, and then Dave found this on the internet ... we laughed and laughed!

A few photos of our Twilight night are below...My great friend and Twilight LoverDinner at Z'Tejas

Merry Christmas to you...

Ten-year-old Kenzie Hess sings "Merry Christmas to You" Saturday with the One Voice Children's Choir at The Gateway to kick off the holiday season in SLC.

(Michael Brandy, Deseret News)

Love this picture from the Gateway Lights on Concert on Saturday night -- it was on the Deseret News website Sunday morning. I wasn't able to go because I was with Lauren at the temple, but Kenzi sang a solo on a beautiful Christmas song Masa wrote this year.

The part Kenzi sings is a verse "if He (meaning Jesus) were here I'm sure He would say... Merry Christmas to You, I gave that feeling to you..." and continues on from there. I love the look on Kenzi's face -- she takes words very seriously when she sings and I knew exactly what she was singing just by the look in her eyes.

Happy 12th Birthday Lauren!

Lauren and Cory -- Bountiful Temple 11/21/09

Yesterday was Lauren's 12th birthday... how in the world has 12 years passed since she was born? I still remember the 1st time we saw her as they brought her in the room all wrapped up in a beautiful white blanket. It was definitely love at first sight!

When we got home at midnight Nancy Wright had put pink balloons all over the yard and my family came over. Dad brought a cake -- that Pugsley proceeded to eat by sneaking up in the kitchen and climbing on the counter while we were all oohing and aahing over Lauren. The choas has continued to this day!!!

For her birthday Lauren wanted to do baptisms for the dead. Her cousin Cory (who also just turned 12) and Cottles, Walls and Grandpa joined us. Knowing that this was the kind of event my mom would "pop in and watch" and remembering the other times Lauren was at the temple during her sealing and Kenzi's sealing made this a little emotional for me. Dave, Uncle Mike and Jim (Cory's dad) helped do the confirmations and baptisms so it was especially cool to watch Dave baptize her!

Cory and Lauren loved doing baptisms and Lauren asked if we could go back next week!

So Lauren... my energetic, neat freak, organized, intelligent, beautiful pianist, extremely giving and generous, good money saver, good cook, athletic, enthusiastic, great back massager and incredibly loving baby girl... Happy Birthday!!!

Mom -- You are the most Beautifulest Mom in the Whole World... Even when your hair is messy!

I love that at one point in their lives all kids idolize their moms! When Kenzi was in preschool at least 3 times I day she would say "Mom, you are so beautiful! Dad is so lucky to have married you!" I think I heard that from her every day for about a year.

So this morning Cam and snuck into our bed and about 6:00 am he woke up, looked at me and said, "Mom, you are the most beautifulest mom in the whole world... even when your hair is messy. I love you, I love you, I love you!" This random, but welcomed comment was followed by a big kiss, a huge hug and then turned over and immediately fell back to sleep.

Too bad my kids grow out of this stage!! (Except for when they want something and they know if they start the sentance with "beautiful mom" their chances of getting what they want increase significantly... )

Cameron -- AKA Rocky Balboa

This afternoon I got the call you dread answering... "Stephanie, this is Debbie from Oak Hills. Cameron fell on the playground and cut his head. I'm pretty sure he'll need stitches, can you come up right away?"

I rushed up and the secretary met me in the parking lot -- I think to give me a heads up that he was pretty bloody so I didn't freak out. (Fortunately, little Kenzi had two sets up stitches in her head and I know that heads can blead a ton, even if it isn't that bad.)

CAM HATES BLOOD!!! He could chop off a limb and not care... until he saw the blood.

I walked in and Cam's teaching was holding him, blood all over his face. He was pretty upset. I peaked at the cut and wanted to barf. They told me he would definitely need to go to the ER, not the Dr. office.

He screamed the whole way up, but again, I think mostly because of the blood. I was really calm until I called Dave... well then came tears.

We got to Primary, got in there and after they put lidocaine on his head he calmed down and could finally tell me what happened.

He was running across the playground to go in from recess and ran right into another kid. Apparently, he was knocked to the ground and fell right on his head.

The cut was about 4 cm. and pretty deep -- deep enough you could see a bit of the skull. It slightly ripped some covering between the skull and skin so they gave him an antiobotic just in case in get infection.

He ended up with 29 stitches -- 3 on the bottom, 5 in the middle layer and 21 on top! He was so brave -- he didn't even have to be put under. They just wrapped him up like a little burrito and he watched TV. They had numbed his head, but he was so good. It took about an hour to clean and stitch him up.

While we were waiting Dave showed him pictures of Rocky Balboa -- now he thinks he is a cool boxer.

When we got home we had several wonderful friends and Granpda bring over treats/prizes/notes and send him GET WELL wishes. We really do have great people surrounding us!

So... thanks to the nice people at Primary, to Cameron's teacher who I'm sure went home with blood all over her and to our brave Cameron!!