My two snuggle buddies...

Invasion

Dear Ant Family,

I hope you have enjoyed your stay in our home today. I feel the need to apologize to you and your relatives for sucking you all up with my vacuum, but it was necessary. Now, it is time to go, little ants. I know that Dallin is really good at leaving yummy crumbs all over the place for you pick up and drag along. But you know that your end will come soon if you keep coming back. The piles of crumbs that you have so painstakingly collected and stacked will be vacuum-ized. So please, please, please, stop coming back. I feel cruel in saying this, but you are not wanted here.

Regretfully,

The Duncan Home

Party Time!

September is a big month for birthdays. A shout out to cousins Carter, Kali, McKay, Brooke, and Britney, Uncle Tom and friend Andi! Wow, did I forget anyone? Happy Birthday from Dallin, Paul and Kristen. Dallin has another friend whose birthday is in September. Jacob, who turned the big three! After Jacob goes into Sunbeams in January, Dallin will be the lone man (or ladies man?) in nursery. Anyhow, we were all invited over to his house for cake. He had an awesome Thomas the Train cake. Dallin and Jacob could not wait to get their hands on it! And after we sang "Happy Birthday" they scarfed it up! Yeah for birthdays, yeah for cake! Both boys were so much fun to watch eat their cake. Or I should say eat their frosting, because that is really all they ate! We went to Burger King with Jacob and his family to eat dinner before the cake part. At Burger King, Jacob kept asking us, "You come to my house?! You come to my house?!" He was so excited. Thanks for having us over to celebrate your birthday Jacob.

Double Love

Love #1: The dollar store! I was pretty bored with my selection of dishes {cow plates or blue plates} so when I was at the dollar store today and walked past this cute little set, I grabbed them. Yes, they are plastic and cheap, but who cares! They are cute and flowery and different from what I already have. And they were just $1 each.

Love #2: Pizza Rolls! These are so yummy and so easy. I got this recipe from my sister who got it from a friend of hers that she used to babysit for.

Here is the recipe according to me:

I get the Pillsbury French Bread Dough in a can. You can use any kind of pizza or bread dough.

Take it out of the can and unroll the dough carefully on a clean surface.

Spread 4-6 oz. of softened cream cheese** on the rolled out dough.

Sprinkle Parmesan cheese in a can on top of the cream cheese.

!!My sister informed me that I forgot to add one more cheese!! Sprinkle on your choice of shredded cheese (cheddar, colby jack, mozzarella). I knew they tasted a little different last night.

Next, lay out your pizza toppings {pepperoni, spinach, olives, whatever you like}.

Roll up the dough like you would cinnamon rolls, starting on the wider side of the dough.

Cut the long log into about one inch thick pieces and place rolls onto their sides on a baking sheet. A long piece of dental floss works great in cutting the dough. Just shiny it under the log and wrap it around the dough and pull the floss to cut.

Bake at 350 degrees for 20-25 minutes or until dough is golden brown. Serve with your favorite pizza, spaghetti, or marinara sauce for dipping.


**I like to take the left over cream cheese and mix it up with some cinnamon sugar and spread it on my choice of carbohydrate!

He looks so much like....

I guess this settles the debate. If you pick the right picture, Dallin looks exactly like both of us!

I think that we are crazy.

I really don't understand why we are so crazy. Pretty much every night before Kristen and I go to bed, we check on Dallin. Most of the time we see that he is okay, and then we go to bed. But occasionally (more often than is probably normal) we pull him out of bed and hold him. Tonight we were having a tough time deciding who got to hold him.

I know, it makes no sense. All those months of colic, night after night of pacing the floor in our little one bedroom apartment. The entire time just waiting for the time when he would sleep through the night.

Strange how perspective changes. Now that he is our crazy little boy, we want him to go back to that cuddly little baby boy.

Finger Painting

What do you do on a Sunday afternoon with loads of time on your hands? I know what we did. After much persuasion, I talked Paul into having a chocolate pudding finger painting session. He didn't want to think about the mess afterward. I was prepared for the mess that I thought Dallin would make. Paul started out by painting a face to show Dallin what this activity was all about.
As you can see, Dallin decided that he would rather eat the pudding than get it all over his hands and paper.
After a while, though, he got the point and painted a couple pictures! We are so proud of our Picasso! And the mess was minimal, mostly concentrated on his face.