all things hair

Last Saturday it was time for the family to have a Salon Day. Seriously with the amount of hair my children have, I should have become a cosmetologist and saved myself thousands of dollars. However, then I wouldn't be friends with the most amazing stylist in the world.

We gathered everyone in the car early last Saturday morning and headed out to see this favorite Stylist of ours. The conversation in the car on the way over went something like this:

Lyza: Mom/Dad, is Lezlie going to cut my hair today?

Me: Yes Ly Ly...remember the last time she cut your hair?

Lyza: Yep, is Lezlie the only person who can cut my hair?

Me: (Visualizing what is going through my very creative daughters mind) YES Lyza, no one else ever cuts your hair except for Lezlie. (As I have a flash forward to the day Lyza thinks she can give herself her own cut and style.)

Long pause from Lyza....she is thinking I can sense it.

Me: Lyza, What are you thinking about.

Lyza: Oh nothing...(smirk on her face)

Me: (Oh help us!!)

Once we got to the salon we had such a great time. Lyza didn't stop talking to Lezlie the entire time. Seth didn't quite know what to think of his time getting cut and styled. I got some much needed attention in the hair department. And best thing of all was that daddy was there to referee the children the entire time.

Chalk this day up to a success! Thanks for making the Bull Family look good Lez!

i warned you...Christmas in February

Who doesn't like another reminder of Christmas, just as we have finally put the last of our holiday decorations away, paid off our last credit card bill (actually not me...cash only you know...Dave Ramsey fan here!), and resumed our typical daily schedule without the hustle and bustle of the many holiday parties.

However, as always I am just a bit behind on my documentation of the grand event, something I predicted would happen months ago...see here. However, at this late point, this documentation is completely only for posterity purposes, just for documentation. So here is our snap shot at Christmas 2008.



Christmas Eve, pictured above, consisted of dinner at Grandma and Papa Bull's, the annual Christmas Eve program, and the ginger bread house making event. Christmas Eve is so much better with little ones around. The energy and excitement they bring on this special night is fantastic. I hope there will always be little ones in my life to liven up these special events.




Christmas morning and actually the entire Christmas day was nothing I had expected. This year, Lyza actually woke up early. She was so excited to see if Santa came to our house. We couldn't even keep her in her room so we could make sure the family room was prepped and ready. We were starting the Christmas morning hot chocolate and fire in the fire place...when the next thing we knew our Lyza was out by the Christmas Tree playing with her gifts already. It was so funny, she had been so quiet and sneaky, we completely started laughing. The above collage of pictures are the fun memories we had from our exciting day.

However the biggest down side of this Christmas was that our daddy, Super Steve, had lost his super hero powers for one day. Just a little bit of back ground on our daddy. We are lucky enough to have our own Super Hero in our home on a daily basis. Our daddy is actually a Super Hero disguised as an average American citizen. However, this Christmas our Super Hero lost his powers for the day. I can honestly say that I remember 2 or 3 days, in the 9 years I have know Super Steve, that he has been so sick he couldn't get out of bed. He just doesn't ever give into sickness. He always say..."Oh I can just work through it." So if he ever was in bed, I knew it was serious business. This Christmas was one of those days. Here is how our Super Steve spent our Christmas Day...




He was so sick...never have I seen him sleep an entire day. He was a champion and would drive with us to every family party we went to. Then he would find a bedroom and fall back asleep. I am so thankful that our Super Hero "Super Steve" is usually at full power strength. Because I am not a super hero...and I depend on our "Super Steve" way too much.

So that is the run down on our Christmas festivities. Better late then never I guess. Got to love it!!! Expect our 2009 Christmas post around April of 2010 :)

three in...three out

before...



after...

WELL DONE!!!

just don't eat the yellow snow...

Ah, the good old days of playing in the snow. Remember how it took an hour to get all of the different layers of warm clothes on. And by the time you were all dressed you were so sweaty and miserable? Then you were finally ready to go outside and play in the snow for hours....or like twenty minutes before you were so cold that your face felt as numb as Novacaine at the dentist's office? Well the snow days are back...now it is just the second generation. (Oh, and my husband too...he is still a kid at heart.)

We had a fun snow play day at my mom and dad's house a few weeks ago. All of the cousins got their snow gear on and went out for the long haul. They had so much fun having snowball fights and building snowmen. Lyza and Halle loved being chased by the snow monster (a.k.a. Mr. Bull) and burying him in the snow.

Seriously I am so glad I am married to a man who loves to PLAY! No wonder Lyza loves him so much. He is always up for playing with the kids.

LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW, LET IT SNOW!!!...actually just for another month and then I am ready for the sun.

8 months old...how did this happen

So one day I woke up at about 6:00 in the morning, got in the car, went to the hospital, and about 9 long hours later our beautiful 7 pound boy was born....

Then I blinked for ONE SECOND (seriously one second) and he was 8 months old. How did this happen. I guess I am going to have to stop blinking.

I really can't believe how fast my life is going by. I feel like I am on a race track, begging everyone around me to slow down before it is over. However, I am on the race track shouting at the top of my lungs and no one seems to hear me.

Back to the topic at hand...my ever evolving, extremely handsome man in my life. Okay I mean, one of the two men in my life.

Seth has been with us for roughly 248 day now. And I can seriously say that there hasn't been a day that has gone by that I haven't kissed him, loved him, smelled him, kissed his open mouth (I can do that, I am the mother) pinched his cheeks, hands, and nose. Wow, now that I am righting this all out...I kind of feel like I have tortured the boy.

Seth, you are my pure joy. Thank you for all that you bring into our lives...here are a few of the things that happened this last month:

• You developed a love for every door stop in our house.


• You had the ability to get all 4 of your front top teeth to come in at the same time.


• You have perfected your army crawl and getting around the house in record speed.
• You signed your first sign, "More" of course. Good Job Scrubby!


• You were forced to sleep through the night, when mom and dad let you cry when you would wake up. (they didn't want to do it, but they had too)


• If even possible, you became more yummy and lovable then you were any previous month

Seth, it has been 248 days of bliss...Thanks!

girls night out...oh and seth too!

While my sister Sharielle was in town we were able to sneak away for 2 fun nights with just the girls. Our first night was dinner and to hear Kurt Bestor. As we sat at dinner, with no children, we looked around and said...forget Kurt Bestor we could just sit hear and converse for the next 3 hours. But after going to Kurt Bestor we were so glad we did. He had the most amazing violinist there as a guest. She was AMAZING!! I just look at people like that, who have this unimaginable talent, and I am in awe. We had such a great time that night.

Our second night was to see Twilight. We all actually enjoyed the movie because we all had such low expectations going into it. And toward the end of the movie I found myself actually accepting the actor that was playing Edward. He wasn't as perfect and handsome as the Edward that is in my imagination, but he wasn't all that bad.

Getting away and having these girl nights always reminds me of how much I LOVE my sisters. There is just something about them. They are women that I look up too, I want to be like, and that I seriously could laugh for hours with. Every time we are together it is never long enough. We are very lucky to have each other. Such fun times.

it's a pre-school christmas program...

Lyza has loved going to pre-school this year and she has two fantastic teachers at her school. Ms. Kelsey, who is actually in our ward, and Ms. Jennifer. The week before Christmas they put on a Christmas Program packed full of songs about snowflakes, reindeer, and snowmen. And we had a visit from the Jolly Man himself at the end. (Lyza still hasn't warmed up to him yet.)