The Huber Family

Abram had a dollar and wanted to go to the Dollar store to buy a toy. Isaac asked to go as well and Craig informed him that him didn't have a dollar. Isaac said, "Well give me a dollar." Craig told him that he needed to earn it. Isaac logically said (pointing to his front tooth), "Okay, I'll just take this tooth out," like it was totally normal to just yank a tooth out. Wow. Can you guess what his daddy does all day? ;)

"Can you clean my cheeks because my tongue can't reach them?"

On the way home from CHURCH yesterday Abram starts singing a dirty version of Love is Spoken Here. Now, I am appalled that this happened, but at the same time I was busting a gut...man that kid is clever. He starts out with, "I see my mother stinkin'" and I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing so I couldn't reprimand him. He continues singing and throwing in comments about underwear, the toilet and underpants. It's not until he actually replaces the words "her plea to the Father" with "a foot to the penis" that I have enough breath to stop the child.
On one hand I want to beat him for being so irreverent. On the other, I want to congratulate him on being so creative with the correct rhythm on words and music. I ended up just telling him to "stop, please stop" while being totally red in the face. I'm not sure if he thinks I was angry or trying not to laugh. Actually, I'm not sure if I was angry or trying not to laugh...I'm for sure going to hell for this one. I at least had to share my downfall so you know better than to become a victim.

Me: Isaac, get your foot off the table. You can make us sick.
Isaac: Ignores
Me:push Isaac's foot off the table
2.5 seconds later
Issac:puts foot on table
Me: Isaac, get your foot off the table. It has germs on it and can make us sick.
Isaac: Ignores
Me:push Isaac's foot off the table
2.5 seconds later
Isaac:puts foot on the table
Me: Isaac, get your foot off the table or you're going to your room...period.
Isaac: No, not period. Comma.

We had alot of things going on with Primary this year. Isaac is now a Sunbeam. I got released from Primary. I do not have a calling in Primary for the first time in 7 years or so. Feels kinda weird, but I'm sure it will be good. Here's a picture for your enjoyment. Doesn't he look miserable. It's slowly getting better.

Happy Birthday Isaac! We are so glad to have our little boy. He's still our cuddly, wonderful, irrational little boy. I'll post pictures soon.
Craig made a dinosaur cake with hersey kisses as the spikes along it's back and head. For some reason, Isaac keep insisting they were penises on his head. Our boy is into the potty language nowadays. I think he thinks it's funny. We definitely love him.

So making my way to the basement in the dark to do stuff on my computer (Since Craig has fallen asleep WHILE I WAS TALKING TO HIM), I start tripping on all the random stuff that has been strewn through my house throughout the day. I was making a HUGE racket at 11:00pm. (I'm so not a ninja...sigh) Anyway, I realize that since my house has all these things on the floor, it would be really difficult for an intruder to not make a noise in my house. Look at that! By keeping things on the floor, I am making my family safer at night. I'm feeling pretty good about myself. Plus, don't they say the benefits of germs on kids health or something? (Keep tellin' yourself that, Summer. Keep tellin' yourself that.) Oh, the ways I happily delude myself...feels good inside;)

Check this out http://www.youtube.com/v/gz10BUCP2dE&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&fs=1
It's hilarious!

Today I was shootin' the breeze with my boys, playin' slap games and teaching them to fart with their mouths properly, when I decided that I am most definitely providing my boys with all the tools they will need to be 10 year olds. I guess we'll work the rest out later:)

Sometimes it's nice to settle down and be rowdy. As dumb as it sounds, I want to be the one to teach my boys how to do the stupid things in life too. They're important steps and who better to be there than their mom?

This is my 20 second blurb from the Huber 'hood.

So the other day Abram was asking me about something that happened to him a while back. When I told him, he said, "Yeah, that was when I used to be a prophet." He is evidently under the impression that both he and his brother, Isaac, used to be prophets because of their names.
Cute ways that little boys think...:)

Q: What do you get when you cross a Kleptomaniac and a Mormon?
A: A basement full of stolen food.
:)

So, I'm 29 today. For real....really. Not 30, but Craig has been going on about how I'm almost 30, never really mentioning that I'm 29. So I can see how Abram came to his comment tonight when he called Craig into his room:
"Daddy, I've been thinking about this. I've been thinking...that when I'm 30, I want to have a cherry cake for my birthday with sprinkles on top."
I love how kids think that their dads will always make them birthday cakes:)

I loved my cake. Craig is the BEST cakemaker out there! It was yummalious!