Three bears in the bed, and the little one said, "roll over. I'm crouded."

Gus, Max, and Cash sleep in the same king sized bed, and that arrangement poses its difficulties at times. This particular night, they seemed to make quite a fuss as they were going to bed. When it finally got quiet, I went in to kiss them all goodnight, and I found that Cash, the littlest, had booted the other boys out of bed, and was all sprawled out sleeping like a king. I guess we know who's boss.

Gustafson Halloween Party

Here is Dot in our Despicable Me minion goggles. They are so funny, and my kids love to play with them. Max even wanted to be a minion for Halloween, so we bought a yellow hoodie and some overalls from Goodwill, and we were set to go. The only problem is that the goggles are nowhere to be found. We have been looking for the last 3 weeks. Grrrr!

Here are some of my beautiful nieces and nephews with their carved Jack'o'lanterns. I'm not really sure how that word is punctuated, but I did my best.

We did donuts on a string, which is always very fun to watch. Gus wanted to be a mime this year: I think because of the mime on the movie Tangled.



My nephew Nik was, by far, the most fun to watch in this particular activity. It took that kid a long time to get his donut off the string.

Max, on the other hand, made quick work of his.

From Left to right: Gus, Nik holding Dot, Ally holding Grayson, Brody, Max, Tyler with a paper in his face, and Cash. (Sorry Tyler)

Here they are again displaying their carved pumpkins. I know, Cash does not have a pumpkin...don't judge.

Here is Gus digging out his pumpkin guts.

Max and I worked together.

Messy, messy. There is nothing better than a pile of slimy pumpkin guts. I love Halloween. So much fun!

Come listen to a prophet's voice...and have a little fun too!

So we had the opportunity to go to General Conference this October and enjoy the spirit, the weather, and fun times with family.

Here are Paul and the boys in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building standing in front of the statue of the prophet Joseph Smith.




Paul took this picture of the boys, and I thought it was a really fun perspective.

I wish I could say the kids were purely interested in sitting and listening to the words of the prophet, but they were actually more interested in doing things like this.

Dot was looking angelic all dressed in white.

The boys in the visitors center

Here's a nicer version of the earlier picture, except Cash still thinks he is supposed to be silly.

Here are my kids in front of the Christ statue in the visitors center. It was beautiful. I don't know the random little boy in the picture. His parents just let him hang out up there by the statue, so I think that he is probably in about 10 different people's family pictures. Super cute kid!

This was on BYU's campus. While Paul and Max were at the football game, we hung out and played on the grass. I love this picture because the way these girls are looking at eachother. Adalyn and Alise are like, "what the heck is wrong with that girl?"

beautiful little girls!

Cosmo made an appearance at the restaurant we were eating at. Jana was in seventh heaven. She gave him a huge hug. My kids were in such a bad mood from fighting aweful traffic for the past 2 hours, just to get from Salt Lake to Provo, that they did not want anything to do with Cosmo. Let's just say the construction everywhere was less than helpfull during our stay. Overall, conference weekend is always a whirlwind, especially trying to split time between Paul's family and mine (sorry Kary, we didn't take any pictures with you and your girls), but we love it, and we especially love the wonderful spirit that we feel when we gather to listen to a prophet of the Lord!

Silly boys

Gus and Max were complaining on a hot summer day that their heads hurt and they were tired, so they rolled out the yoga mats, and I put cool wet towels over their faces. I'm not sure I have ever seen them lay still and relax for that long except for when they are sleeping. Silly boys!

Cash always grabs this tupperware and puts it on his head in this fashion. He will seriously wear it like that for and hour. He thinks it is pretty cool!

We just got a super powerful blender, and our house has been enjoying a daily smoothie. With smoothies, comes smoothie mustaches...much messier than the milk kind.

For those of you who were worried that my boys sleep in the closet, I thought I would put those rumors to rest and show you their actual sleeping arrangement. We are living in my parents' house while they are on their mission in Nauvoo. They left all of their furniture for us to use, so my boys sleep in their guest bedroom in a king sized bed. It is like a big slumber party every night. On this night, my nephew was sleeping over, and of course, the more the merrier!

This video is a little sad, but I found it so cute and funny that every time I told dotty "No," her little heart would break and it would induce her to cry. We caught it on video, just so we could remember, because now, when we tell her no, she laughs at us. We'd better get used to it!

Sir

Max came out in this get up the other day, and I said, "Hey Max, cool outfit!" He continued to tell me that his name was not Max, that he was Sir. So, I asked him where Max was and he shrugged his shoulders and smiled. You see, Sir is a man of few words. He would run into his room, change back into Max, then come talk to me again, and then he would change back into Sir. He thought it was great. Later, Paul got to meet Sir, and we both enjoyed having him visit us throughout the day. Pretty soon, I guess he decided that he had fooled us long enough, and Max revealed to us that he and Sir are in fact one and the same. Needless to say, we were shocked!

urban cowboy

I think it is fairly hard to get my boys to wear clothes. Even if I get them to put them on at the start of the day, they seem to end up in a wad on the floor at some point. This particular day, Cash decided to go for a bike ride, and thought, "I need shoes," but didn't seem to think that clothes were necessary. Yet again, something only a kid could pull off. Can you imagine your 40-year-old neighbor doing this?