Tuesday, December 22, 2009

What!! An Update?


As you all can see, we haven't been into the updating of the blog as of late. Mallory has found a new passion for reading, yet still hasn't found her creative edge to actually write any posts. It's really not that hard. With as much time as she spends stalking all of you who actually read this you would think that she could just copy and paste tidbits of your lives and put it into our blog. :) Beware, she is watching you.

She hates writing on the blog so much that she challenged me to a game of H-O-R-S-E on the mini 4 foot plastic basketball hoop in the basement. Loser had to write on the blog. After I won the first game, she suckered me into switching balls and doing a best of 3 series. Unfortunately, the game had nothing to do with skill and everything to do with equipment. I lost. She finished me off by bouncing the ball off the floor into the hoop twice in a row. Yeah... tell me about it. I'd like to point out that my ball was flat. And in case you were wondering, this is what happened the last time I lost a bet:

Poor kid is going to be traumatized for the rest of his life. And it's not just the pink puffy shirt and the over-sized bow on his head, it's as though he knows that he just got caught red-handed. Ladies and gentlemen, parenting at its finest.

Maybe I should have let Nixon play some ball for me. He is a natural. We went down to Utah for Conference Weekend back in October to take part in the semiannual Dunkball All-Star game. He's just like his daddy. Can you say "Thrunk!"


Nixon has grown fond of his little rocking chair in the basement. Well... he will sit in it and pose for a second before he decides to climb out. Cute nonetheless.

He's such a cheeseball with that smile!

Ugly duck pajamas. He will look at this picture when he is older and wonder why we chose to dress him in such a manner.

Nixon is very curious these days. He crawls around everywhere looking for ways to get into trouble. He also likes to test his skills by crawling into tight spaces. He loves to crawl through the complicated leg bars of our kitchen chairs and even the kitchen table. (Note: the following pics do not show said chairs and table)





He's pretty funny. Nixon even tried to stick his head into this brass vase:


He also like to see his reflection in shiny objects such as the sliding glass door, or in this case - the volleyball pole hole cover in the church gym during priesthood, and give himself open mouth french kisses.


And yes, I did take that picture in the middle of the lesson in between pretending to look up scriptures and playing Blackjack Free on my iPhone.

Nixon also loves to play with his cousins. His cousin, Gavin, is such a crack up and has been calling him "Nixeyface." It's cute. He learned that one from hearing Mal say it a couple times.

We will post more later on. We should have some good pictures from Christmastime activities and what not to post pretty soon - that is assuming I lose another game of H-O-R-S-E on purpose.