Noah's school has the Children's Dance Theatre come and teach them moves.

Noah asked me at least twelve times in one day whether I could come to his dance program. Of course! The best surprise for him was that Rob left work during the day so he could come and watch as well!

I missed the first three seconds, the narrator just talks about Egypt being a fertile ground.

In case you are wondering, Noah is the one in the yellow shirt and blue jeans.

As we were looking through the options of instant movies we could add to our queue for Netflix, Noah related to me a story after seeing the movie selection "Free Willy".

He said, "There is a girl in our class that is always telling us about movies. The other day, she said, 'Have you seen "Free Willy"? It is so good!'"

Noah went on to say, "I told her, 'Gross! "Free Willy?" My brother goes free willy all the time!"

I couldn't stop laughing! He is so funny!

**Whilst exploring the smoke-filled casinos & hotels of Las Vegas last weekend, we learned many new things.

**Never, EVER sit in a jacuzzi that has pubic hairs still in them. (Luckily, I noticed them, prior to setting one toe or even running the water in the overly-large tub!) Mostly, I wanted to vomit when I saw them. Can I just tell you what I think about hair? Let alone pubic hair? SICK! Next to being spat upon, having a hair that belongs to someone else near/on me (or especially in my food) makes me want to hurl. The older I get, the more OCD tendencies I seem to have.

**As a family, we have been watching the series 'Stargate.' It is a movie/series - the IMDB.com summary is: "An interstellar teleportation device, found in Egypt, leads to a planet with humans resembling ancient Egyptians who worship the god Ra."

So, in the Luxor, there are a lot of hieroglyphs on the walls. Rob said to Noah, "Hey, Noah! Is that the writing that is on the Stargate?" Noah responded, "No, Dad. It is Egyptian." He couldn't believe that Rob made that mistake!

**Hoover Dam is an amazing civil engineering feat. It was so great to see such an incredible structure. I really enjoyed seeing the art deco style. I never really liked that style before, but now, I think that it has its place in my little world. In case you are wondering, no one is buried in the walls of the dam. If so, it would loose its integrity. Apparently, it will withstand an 8 point earthquake on the Richter Scale.

**Yesterday, we were talking about the millennium and how the lions will not eat lambs, peace on earth, etc.

Jacob wanted to know about us eating cows and how that would fit in with the whole peace-on-earth thing. I told him no, we will all get along. (My guess is that humans eating animals isn't really fitting that description of peace.)

He was disappointed. He said, "I was hoping that we were going to have a barbecue with Jesus!" I think that, that is a great idea. I can only imagine Jesus pulling up a seat next to our kids and eating a veggie burger. Sounds like a fantastic time to me.

**I really am tired of the blog template that I have. I found one I like, but just as I was ready to click save - I had a message that my archives will be deleted. I kind of freaked. Those of you that have been doing this for eons longer than me, do you have any advice? Is it really going to delete my archived blogs? I was thinking that I need to copy and paste my past blogs into a Word document - do I?

Noah received a microscope for Christmas this last year. I am amazed how much time he (and Rob) spends looking through that device. It is really cool to see life in a different perspective. I thought that I would include a few pictures for your viewing enjoyment...

The first is sugar and the next two are feathers (with different lights illuminating it).









A few weeks ago, Noah was in the shower and started screaming for me. Of course, I have thoughts that he is hurt or has shampoo in his eyes. No. He just was uber creative with his cleansing accoutrement.

As you may remember, Rob's cancer came back. The doctors have been stumped as to how it got there in the first place, let alone returned. After countless tests, hypotheses, and the proverbial head-scratching - we now know what has caused Rob's cancer.

Let me back up a bit before I let you know the etiology of the cancer. Yesterday, we were sitting in an office of a social worker to determine whether my children needed any additional sessions. (I have been worried that they needed to see someone to discuss their worries.) Out of nowhere, Noah tells the short-but-sweet-story of Rob, the sculptor.

Daddy used to have a studio for his art. A giant came along and squashed the studio into little pieces. After that, he squirted cancer all over him.

So - to sum up the confusion that has gripped so many medical professionals: giants are real and they cause cancer. Their modus operandi is to squash art studios & wield cancer-squirting weapons.

Next mystery?

Noah and I were perusing Rich & Sharon's blog and Noah noticed the wooden guy that the girls were posing with (on the bench).

He says to me, "Hey, that guy looks plastic, doesn't he?"

"Yes," I answer, "He does, doesn't he?"

With all the seriousness of a super-smart six year old, he responds, "He must have had plastic surgery."

I seriously cannot tell you how much that made me smile.

Noah was washing his hands with warm (well, hot) water tonight. He doesn't like washing his hands with hot water - he says that it is too hot. He then proceeded to turn the hot faucet off.

I told him that it doesn't do any good to wash your hands with cold water. Hot water kills bacteria.

"No, Mom. It doesn't. Cold water kills it. What happens is the cold water freezes the bacteria and traps it in ice cubes and they fall off of your hands."

Quite frankly, I think that he is on to something. Hmmmm.

The kids were watching “Reading Rainbow” this morning. There was a really cool book about mummies that told the process of mummification. After the book, Levar Burton – the host – gave us a tour of a museum that has mummies.

During the tour piece of the episode, they performed a CT of a mummy to see the bone structure and then sculpted the head based off of the measurements that they found.

One of my children asked, “Why are they called ‘mummies’ instead of a ‘dead mom?’”

You will never guess who asked the question.

I guess when I die I will be a ‘mummy.’

We were at Target tonight getting a few items. Noah was soooo tired. He had to get into the cart because his feet wouldn't carry him anymore.

We were talking about what nail polish color to purchase when Noah told us that we needed to be quiet.

I asked him, "Why?"

He responded, "Because my foot fell asleep."

So, in the dead quiet of Sacrament meeting two weeks ago, Noah says, (loudly - he doesn't know what a quiet voice is or how to achieve it) "Daddy? Do lice live in your hair?"

Needless to say, many people were laughing when they were supposed to be thinking about Jesus. Hmmm.

This Sunday (the 27th), he asks, "Daddy, why do they serve food here?" Again with the laughing.

I wonder what he will say this coming week? DURING Abby's blessing??? Hopefully, he will learn his whisper voice by then!

Saturday we went on a four mile hike (2 up, 2 down) up Neff's Canyon. It was a fabulous day. We packed a lunch so we wouldn't wither away.

Noah, as usual, was chattering away. Right now, he is fascinated with pirates. He is planning on being a pirate and an engineer when he grows up.

One of the (many) things he talked to us about was how pirates have to go to school. He then stated:

"I won't go to Pirate School, because they won't think I'm a pirate because I don't have a hook. I will just tell them that I used to have a hook, but they cut it off and put on a real hand instead."


I think that, that is pretty believable, don't you?