Besides being carried around by your adoring aunts...

...there are other ways of getting around without touching the ground.we had such a great time doing this as kids. but i tried the other day and...i can't do it anymore. my limbs are all the wrong lengths for frictioning off a standard hallway.

signed,
on the lookout for some pixie dust (or a wider than standard hallway)

she is 9 (yikes!) but...

...if Aunt Tam & i had our way the Scootch would never touch the ground. we would pass her from arms to arms in a relentless scootch love fest!
(she's very lucky we refrain from pinching her cheeks and squeezing her too tight. BWAHAHA!)

Totem Pole

My little brother isn't... little. In this photo he had just come from behind and swooped me on his shoulders before i could protest.

and then *breathe and blink* miss acrobatic H was on board. she has absolute trust that her daddy wouldn't drop us.

I second H in her complete faith in her pops. Marcos didn't "drop us" then and the best thing is... he never will.

A Scootch Toot Tale

Squeezing the ScootchWhat was that? Could it be? No... (doubtfully)
Scootch!!!

Uhhh...maybe i won't squeeze this one.

Acting and Captions by Auntie Quellie, the Scootch, & H.
Photos by Smitty

hugs & interminable squeezes,
auntie quel

photo taken at 5 a.m. this morning- she's gone now

and i miss my dear sunshine sister. like... profoundly.

atleast i've still got this lady:

i want to be just like her.

(at Provo's Farmers Market)

energetic, fun, indomitable spirit. those traits plus the impulse to lift ones arms while having a photo taken must be dominant in her genes because all her grandkids inherited them.
Happy Birthday tomorrow Momma Mia!
We LOVE YOU like crazy.
xoxoxoxoxxooxxoxoxoxoxo!!

cradle of love

he's my edward and i'm his bella.

haha.

no, but really. o'lover "completes me".

haha.

"oliver?? Please think of something i could write to convey how much i dig you!"

"as you wish."

"very funny, ollie."

well, i really like him like that but for those of you who haven't read Twilight or seen that renee zelweger movie, or the Princess Bride let's just simply say:

this is a picture of handsome O'lover on that blessed August day we married.

Because

when i started blogging -SOMETHING HAD TO GIVE- so i gave up the nightly 10 o'clock news; there's no time for both. plugging into the blogdom as an alternative for information has brought a lot of laughs, sweet satisfaction, and a better sense of community.

And i got to discover deLIGHTful, heavenly blogs such as the nienie dialogues. and what would have been a tragic minute and half news story about three people in a plane crash, a little blip on the screen, is now much much much more.
to me. and to all of us.
because we LOVE her through her beautiful blog.

my visiting med school sis is explaining and assuring everyone about recent quite miraculous advances in burn treatment.
my twenty month nephew goes around saying "nie nie?" "nie nie?"
my nine year old niece, hours before she had to hop on a trans-pacific flight, was planning a bake sale to help.
and the rest of us cry and pray and hope and laugh with cjane. and are so glad that their family is very strong. and we read the comments, coming in from all over the world, on cjane's blog and are so proud to be a part of the blogdom.

there are so many wonderful people out there.

if you want some enchanting inspiration visit the nienie dialogues. read the archives.
if you want fantastic humor and the latest updates on nienie's recovery visit cjane's enjoy it. take a look at those rockin' archives.

with all my emo half-latina heart,
quel

p.s. see you at kiwanis park on saturday evening! with our best wishes and orange and green balloons.