Sweet baby sweet baby sweet

Here they are, all 11 babies in their sweet glory.

Portia, Dahlia, Luke, Gwen, Oliver, Gavin

Adia, Jeannine, Margot, Allen, and Ashton.

The Vegas of the midwest.

Have you heard of Branson? Of course you have. It's the home of Dolly Parton and the rest of the Osmonds. You know, the ones that no one remembers the name of. It's where old people go for vacation. It's very cute, all of these sweet little old couples riding in on their busses into Branson, MO and walking around the little shops and going to see Dick Clark's museum. The thing about Branson is, you see all these commercials for it and think, "huh, it's probably a lot like Vegas." Flashy, but cool. Then you drive in to Branson. It's not like Vegas (not that I have first hand experience. I've never been to Vegas). Vegas has a mini Eiffel Tower, Branson has a giant bust of Ronald Reagan. Outside a t-shirt stop.

Vegas has giant fountains. Branson has a replica of Mount Rushmore with the heads of Marilyn Monroe, John Wayne, Charlie Chaplain, and a face that is either James Dean or Elvis. It's very hard to say. Also, King Kong.

Like Vegas, Elvis performs everywhere. But the tourists in Branson just might be senile enough to think that Elvis is actually performing there.

Here are some more of the gems that this wonderful place has to offer:

A pizza place with giant instruments poking out of every window.

A giant rooster (are we seeing a giant pattern?)

A highly insensitive Titanic museum. You can't see it, but the marquis says "Now Boarding."

Driving past it gave me the heeby jeebies.

Really low flying helicopters.

Random airplanes on top of mini golf courses.

A roller coaster named after America's favorite pastime. Lumber Jacking.

About 20 minutes outside of Branson, though, the flare and gaudiness is gone. There's a really sweet resort that we stayed in. There was horse back riding. And indoor swimming pools. And miniature golf. And giant hot tubs. And paddle boats. It was beautiful.

She's little and sweet.

It took mom almost the whole ride to realize that there was a spot for Ollie to sit that wasn't on her lap. Luckily she had the only kid who could actually operate a paddle boat.

The babies used the adults' life jackets as tug boats. It was incredibly entertaining, but it did mean that the adults had to turn the boat around several times to go pick up the lost tug boat.

Apparently this is how Dahlia smiles.

just to show off.

For part of my mom's Christmas present, I needed to gather some pictures of the fam. Upon looking at these pictures, I decided that I may have one of the prettiest families in the world. So, I'm going to show you all of the pretty pictures so that you can all bask in the beauty of my family.

who says you can't go home?

one month from yesterday, i will leave utah.
for 15 days, i will be herephoto courtesy of
everyone say "hi, Broken Arrow!"
look how cute it is.
i know. it's exciting.
i will also get to see this sugar for the first timedon't you just want to kiss his little cheeks?
(the answer is yes, always yes)
i will also be finished with my finals and have a full 19 days off of school.
woohoo.

Oliver Reed Bulleigh, welcome to the world

i have a sister named jeannine.

she has four very cute babies.
the three older look like this:Dahlia, Luke, and Allen
yeah, they're adorable.
but, this morning, at 3:48 am,
Oliver Reed Bulleigh was born.
he's a tiny guy, but he's beautiful and perfect.
this is him:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g1C7gA5BTi0&feature=player_embedded

oh baby oliver, how you be so tiny and sweet?