It is getting rough around here. For the last week it has been at least 110 degrees and sometimes more. It's too hot to go anywhere, it's too hot to go swimming, and I feel like we are trapped in the house.

This is what happens when you are trapped all day in the house...


It is too freaking hot in Arizona. I've lived here my whole life and still hate it and for sure am not used to it! Get me out of here!!

Early Birthday Present

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Tim got me an early birthday present on Overstock. The only digital camera we own we bought 4 1/2 years ago for $350 at Target with left over wedding Target gifts cards. Needless to say, the screen is like 1 inch by 1 inch and the camera is like the size of a walkman. The shutter on our old one was so slow, every picture was blurry, and by the time the flash was done, Anderson already had his eyes closed or had moved (as you can see in the top pictures). This one is way better. I love it already. These are some of the pictures from the new camera!

Anderson has discovered a new trick. Instead of going up the stairs, he can climb them on the outside. Lucky me. He's gotten to the second step before I grab him. This new found trick means it takes mom 2 hours to make a 30 minute dinner. My sister Kaci had her baby yesterday. Her name is Marley Burton, and she weighed 7 pounds 5 ounces. She has tons of hair like her other siblings and is so cute. We've already seen her twice. I didn't have my camera either time, but she is a Burton, that's for sure.

Dad's Day

What did we do at the Vanderwalker home for Father's Day? After a well prepared beef kabob and rice dinner, we watched a little TV. Tim was watching a show he DVRed called "Fullproof Equations for a Perfect Life" on the Science channel (not kidding) while I begged to watch Game 5 of the NBA Finals. Typical of us. We reached a compromise and watched both. Happy Fathers Day to everyone, especially my too smart for his own good husband.

I have decided that I pretty much am not going to listen/learn anything from church for a good 10-12 years until all of my kids are old enough to SIT STILL. I feel like I am wrestling Anderson all sacrament meeting. If I take him out, I go and sit on a chair at the end of the hall way to make him sit on my lap (so basically he screams for 10 minutes). Then I try again and head right back into sacrament meeting. I have tried practicing at home, I have tried snacks, toys, things that aren't toys that he would rather play with anyway. Yesterday I had a roll of tape in my primary bag and we even tried taping Anderson's mouth shut. Didn't work. I only have one kid and I already hate church with kids. The 2-5 pm time slot doesn't help either. I see the babies that just sit on their mom's lap and fall asleep and want to be held...seriously. One of the primary presidency came to my door to drop something off and said, "We are making a list of the kids who are going to come into nursery this year...". It took me a second to realize that included me because I actually have a kid (still something I forget). Then I had to pretend like I didn't know when he was going into nursery, like I had to calculate it (it's October 2nd and we've know since he was 5 months old). So, the countdown to October begins...I might make a paper chain.

3 Secret Shames

Tim turns 27 tomorrow. We are getting old. He is trying to do pirate eye like Anderson in this picture. My camera is broken and I have nothing to post. Marci tagged me a few months ago so I'm finally getting around to it. It's 3 secret shames about me.

1. Ummm, sometimes I can't remember the last time I shower (I think it's in the genes). I know it sounds gross, but it's not my most pressing priority. I've had this discussion with many men (specifically my bro-in-laws--I told you it's in the genes) and they can't imagine not showering everyday. To them I say, if I had hair as short as yours that I didn't have to do everytime I showered, then I probably would shower everyday.

2. I bite my nails all of the time. Tim hates it, he says I look like a horse knawing at some grass. I can't help it. My mom tried everything growing up and it didn't work. The gross tasting nail polish, goes away with a dab of toothpaste on the tongue.

3. I totally don't mind using someone elses toothbrush. I feel like there was one toothbrush to a bathroom when I was young (I know that isn't true, but that is what I thought). Tim hates it when I use his. It doesn't bother me at all.

The Terrible Ones??

Anderson has been sporting this beautiful happy face lately. He's figuring out that if he doesn't like something, he can tell you by crying "real live tears" (as Tim calls them). I did catch a glimpse of our latest project in the background. I have seen the big empty frames for like $200 at Poppy's and decided to use some baseboard and make my own for $17. The stuff inside is just random stuff I had that I wasn't using. Anyway, I like the way it turned out. So did Anderson, can you tell?