can someone nominate me for TLC's "What Not to Wear?"

Really, I wouldn't be offended if someone nominated me for TLC's "What Not to Wear?" I promise to acted shocked, hurt, and then grateful. I will even wear even old clothes from high school, ones that are two sizes too big, and black everyday (oh wait! I already do!) if someone will just please write in to the show on my behalf. I could really use a $5,000 new wardrobe and a haircut by Nick (or anyone for that matter). Sorry, I've been thinking that for awhile now. The fact that I have lost a freakish amount of weight in the past few months doesn't help my wardrobe. I am now actually ten pounds less than when I got pregnant with Ellie and about the same wieght I was when I got married (but my body sure doesn't look the same). It isn't from eating well and exercising (unless oreos fall in the "grains" category and getting the mail is exercise). I guess the no milk diet is better for me than I thought.

The kids are doing great. I finally caught a picture of Ellie's teeth today. The other picture is of her eating wild blueberries, one of her absolute favorites. She loves all fruit really and would subsist on fruit and Kix alone if I let her. Where ever we go people comment on how beautiful she is and that she looks like a doll and almost not real.

Harrison looked so grown up today I had to take a picture of him. He wasn't too keen on picture taking so he rolled his eyes at me (one of his funniest tricks and I honestly don't know where he learned it from). I cut his hair a week ago and that always makes him look more grown up. We went to the library today and he checked out 10 books, I think. He just couldn't decide. Harrison has been so good with Ellie this week . He loves to hold her and has been great at sharing (most of the time).

Our ward clam bake last Saturday was a bust. It rained through the night and all morning but they decided to hold it at Crane's Beach anyways. So we drove the hour (in the pouring rain) to the beach in our shorts and flip flops (one can hope, right?). It was maybe 60 degrees plus wet and windy. The sand was soaked 3 inches deep and it was just miserably cold. We ate and visited with other people from church but were plenty ready to go after a couple of hours. Harrison loved to watch the lobsters boil and ate his fair share of treats.