Team Leavitt

Emmett:

• "Mom, you have a stinkin' cute face. I love it."
• In an extra loud voice, during sacrament meeting, "Dad, you're a stinky butt!"
• In a conversation between his Buzz Lightyear to Army Guy toy, "I'm gonna put you in a coma!"

Miles:

• Constantly, "No, no, no!"
• Me, "Who wants a banana?" Miles, "I do!"
• "Stinky"
• "Tank you"

• Emmett, enjoying Grandma Doreen's "Ginger Crap Cookies".
• A lady handing Emmett a bag of chips and him replying, "No thankyou. I don't want them. Chips are not treats".
• Emmett saying over 1000 times, the word "Goodies" - I think he must've learned it over at my friend Hallie's house earlier in the day because he could not stop saying it after he left.

My oldest celebrated his third birthday on Wednesday. It was a really special day. I overheard him in the morning talking to Tyson saying that he didn't want to go to the gym but wanted to play with his Daddy. Tyson responded, "It's your birthday, Emmett. If you want to stay with me today, then you can." I was so touched that Tyson would drop everything when he is so busy, to make Emmett's day special. So they ditched work and went to Toys'R'Us to pick out a new racing pit instead.

Today is Thanksgiving and we definately spent the weekend amongst the people who remind us what we're thankful for in life. On Saturday we went to Calgary to dine with the Leavitt's at Shantel and Mike's. All were there except Dallen and Stacy who were in Arizona. And then on Sunday we spent the day at Pat and Shirles'. Today we woke up, looking forward to relaxing so Tyson and Emmett went out and bought The Lion King movie and I only cried 4 times through it. Tyson even joined me in a sing-along. I think it brought us both back to our childhoods. What a great weekend! And what am I thankful for you ask?

Poor sweet Miles is sick today. He began the day by throwing up. Luckily, Daddy was able to take a lunch and cuddle break at home so I could go teach my Body Sculpt class.


Unfortunately, this is not the only sickness Miles has had recently. A few weeks ago, he started having terrible diarrhea which had me stressing out. I took him to the doctor, who had me take some samples to the lab (a good reminder of why I am glad that I retired from nursing) and suggested that I take him off wheat and dairy (which I had already been doing). Turned out, when the results came back that he had salmonella. Yikes! The Doc said it was no big deal and since, by then his symptoms were already gone, we could leave it alone. And then a Public Health Inspector phoned a few days later with a different story (Doc warned me that that might happen). Miles is now officially banned from all official child care situations until he is re-tested and is negative for Salmonella. Dang! Looks like I will be subbing out my fitness classes for the next few days.

Fortunately, this guy is still running strong. We ran some errands today and when I said it was time to go, he replied, "Lets rock'n'roll!" He also talks incessantly to anyone who will listen. For example, here was his conversation with the store clerk today, "I got new boots... it's not snowing yet... I will need a snow shovel when it snows... my Daddy has a snow shovel... my Daddy's working right now..." So funny!

Tyson was recently nominated by one of his suppliers for "Young Entrepreneur of the Year." So he needed me to write out his Nominee Profile. I told him I would but he needed to go watch the kids because I can't write as well if I'm distracted. So naturally he left the house, saying they were fine, and not long after, this is what I came upstairs to...


Good Old Emmett decided to give himself a bath. At least he had the decency to undress himself. Miles just jumped right in!

Not a far cry from last week's peach massacre. See the upright screw driver? It had been previously used to stab my delicious peaches to bits.

In August had we our family pictures taken. So much work but so worth it. It sprinkled rain on us the entire shoot but luckily we got some good shots before it began to pour! Surprisingly, I didn't freak out at all. It helped that we had a great photographer who was well warned about my one smaller eye and Tyson's tendency for awkward hand placement.