Haircuts by the dozen...or half dozen minus one

my handsome boys...minus Heber.  He was crying because Matt accidentally smashed his head against the brick wall.  Although no one was killed in the making of this...there were plenty of threats flying.

Jack said it looked like I shaved Sasquach

Jack

Porter

Eli

Matthew

Heber

School haircut time for my little beasts :)
They were surprisingly good except Eli had a bit of a fit but that's natural for him.

Poor Poor Jack

Yesterday was a heck of a day.  Taking Matt to get his wisdom teeth out in SL, then coming home to a doctor visit and emergency surgery.  It was a LONG day and I'm tired.  Today, just relaxing.....so nice!!!!

Update

Hey all,

It's been awhile since I updated my blog, but now that I have a new fancy one, I'm actually looking forward to posting more frequently :)

Jess & Kade are Livin' the Dream up in Cache Valley. They're both hard at work and attending some summer school. We don't see them too often, since they're so busy being newly married and dealing with the harsh realities of independent life everyday... But I guess that in itself is an update on them.

Matt just graduated from high school, and at this moment is getting all four wisdom teeth plucked from his jaw. But the only cash coming out of anyone's pocket is coming out of Jean Brown Research's perfectly pleated suit pants. Its a great deal for Matt, >$500 in exchange for teeth he wasn't going to keep anyway. He is most likely going to save that money for his LDS mission, for which he leaves this fall! He's a good boy.

Brooke is too excited to turn 16. She sometimes thinks she already is 16. But she's not, and her siblings remind her of that often. She loves her phone, her facebook page, her DVD player, her ipod, her clothes, her privacy, and her brothers (though she's not as eager to admit that).

Jackson just had surgery to remove a burst appendix. Surprise. There were virtually no signs or symptoms, he walked around with a burst appendix nonchalantly for 48 hours before we went to the emergency room. He's a pretty tough kid. He can't wait to get back in good shape so he can play some more basketball.

Porter has been hard at work cleaning the house. This comes as a surprise to you? Well he cleans the house in exchange for money he can spend on shakes at the new Maverick. He's getting really good at cleaning the bathroom ;) A little while ago, he and Jackson built a raft to float on the pond above our house. They also built an oar, made from a netless lacrosse stick with a garbage sack over it. I thought it was pretty creative.

Heber is constantly torturing Eli. Though he vies to call it "brotherly love". He has also discovered the shakes at Maverick, and has been panning for gold with pie plates at the afore mentioned pond in order to buy some.

Eli is constantly torturing Heber. And whatever Heber does, Eli usually does it too. But with a little more flare, a little more shaking of his booty, and little more raising of his eyebrows up and down while saying "me-ow".

Then there's me. I've been so busy lately, there's nothing that I haven't been doing. Well, except drinking. And smoking. And skydiving. And I haven't been to Idaho in a while. But I have been considering a trip to Sturgess-- where I can hopefully do the first three things, find a biker husband, and land a job at Northern Exposure.

and contiues....

I invited my parents over for dinner and then Jess and Kade came. They were all here when the home teachers came. They gave a great lesson but it is so hard for Eli to sit still. He was sitting by me when Porter leaned over and whispered in my ear "Eli has a tattoo" I looked down at Eli's leg and it said POOP. Nice tat!!! He even put it on himself....he might have a career in that.

We played our favorite game. Who, what, where, when, and why. Everyone has a piece of paper and a pen. You write down Who....just a name of someone you know, or the girl at the service counter, or Santa Clause....you get it. Then you fold it over behind the paper and pass it, next you write what they did..and so on. Then when you are all done with the why, you unfold the papers and each read the one you have.

Here are some of the ones we came up with:

Eli & Peyton Manning lied on the bathroom floor stinking in the porter potty (that was Heber) in the future when they married Obama because they were diagnosed with terminal dandruff.

Andy pooped his pants (Heber was stuck on a theme) in Mexico, in the springtime of his life because his armpit hair was greasy.

Heber Clawson leaped from a building stark naked at the strip in Vegas at high noon, for the fire and ice of it all.

The hairiest, smelliest monkey demon in the world danced a jig on a table with a lampshade on his head in the church parking lot when the african peacock farts because of an upset stomach.

A giant cockroach tickled his new friend grandma babsie at the tip of a llamas tongue at 3:30am on Thursday morning to gain buns of steel.

It was a crazy night!!!! Yes, eventually we all calmed down and the night ended. AHHHHH

Sabbath continues....

I was making Sunday dinner. I called all the kids to come and straighten up the house but Brooke couldn't hear me. I told Eli to go and get her, he ran by me and said "I'm on it sir!!!"

The boys went outside and made a snow tunnel. Jack came in and told me they call it the lederhosen tunnel. And instead of king of the hill, you guessed it....it's king of the lederhosen.

Sabbath at the Clawson's

Sunday is always a fun day at our house....relaxing, spiritual, I could go on and on....(in my dreams). During Sacrament meeting, Heber was talking to me as I was trying to listen to the Bishop speak. He finally said "Listen to me when I'm talking to you" I looked at him and waited...he didn't say anything so in the same accent he used, I said "Talk to me when I'm listening to you." He said "I don't like cheese, this is not cheese licking time!"

I looked down at Heber's fingernails which grow super fast. I said "When we get home I'm cutting your nails." He said "NO....I'm growing them out so I can cut pie."

I asked Heber a question....he answered. I said I didn't think that was right. He said "Mom, don't believe yourself...believe the children."

The boys were already in the car when I got out of Relief Society. I got in, turned around and Eli had on my glasses. He said "Hello....I'm your granny!"

On the way home we were going over ice bumps in the road. We went over a big one and Heber yelled "We got some air on that one!!!! We're flying like a butterfly!!!"