Sooooo these are my eyes. They’re technically brown, though I often insist that they are amber and ringed with green(which is true, and I have pictures to prove it.) But yeah. They’re brown.
I’ve always had a fascination with blue eyes, though. My friend, Victoria, has eyes of the most beautiful color; I have always greatly envied him.
So anyway. Today I was messing around on Picnik and decided to see what I looked like with blue or green eyes. I did this a while back with Tori and Sarah, each of us having a different color than our natural. It was weird. These results are way better. Thanks Picnik!
Eeyup. I have blue eyes in this picture. It’s weird to look at for me. But at the same time, pretty cool.
Those are very green. Almost unreal. But whatever. It’s still cool.
So yeah. I messed around with my eye color today. Blue eyes are still my favorite, but I, of course, am content with the way God made me. Still…’tis fun to mess around. 
If you could have any color eyes, what would you choose?
My hair was straight and then curly and then it tried to straighten again so mom and I beat it into submission. And it is once again curly.
January 20, 2012
So yep. I got a perm again. Wee! Mom has stellar skillz and permed my hair for me once more because the curls were beginning to come loose. And that just doesn’t do. So we picked up a perm and after two hours of mind numbing pain…okay it wasn’t that bad…whalah! Curls have returned.
Mostly I look like Shirley Temple right now because on the first day after a perm it is like super curly.
And then Lucy was really cute while we were at the park today.
And that’s about it for now.
So. this is us a long time ago. When there were only 4 of us. We have doubled in size since this picture was taken.
This was when we lived in Rhode Island shortly before Ben was born. 
And it’s baby Wazzu! Awww. He’s so cute!
And this was when I was on the swim team in Washington when I was about…11 or 12. Joe was on it, too, but sadly his picture doesn’t want to upload. Oh well. Mom was the coach. She insists I mention that.
And this is my sheep, Little Brother. He was just about the coolest thing…One of the best experiences of my life! It was so fun raising a sheep to show at our local fair. 
And this was on our way to Milton from Washington. Wowza. We was liiiitle. I’m not in there, as you can plainly see, but my goodness. Look how teeny they are! Joe is as tall as my grandmother(pictured) now! 
Annnd this is about 6 months after moving to Milton. I can’t believe that Sam was barely walking at this point. When we first moved to Milton, Sam wasn’t even walking yet. Astounding.
And this was New Year’s Eve of 2009. Wooooow. From left to right we have Tori, me, Cindy, Amanda, Becky, Lizzy, Jessica, and Katy. That feels like ages ago.
These were taken around the same time in December of 2009. The 1st picture is when Cindy and I spent the day with the Whites and went to What-A-Burger, and the second one is one of the many many many times we were at the Whites house for dinner. We were at their house a lot.
I can’t look at this picture without smiling this was such a fun picture to get. The kids loved it, too! It was pretty funny.
It’s pretty crazy how fast the years fly by! I can’t believe it. Wow.
Crazy, eh?
Well, after a call from Mrs. B down the street, I ended up going to Chuck-E-Cheese with Skylar’s family tonight. I can’t say Chuck-E-Cheese impresses me all that much, but I love hanging out with Sky’s family and figured, hey, why not? So off we went a half an hour later.
This is basically what happened while we were there.
We were dorks.
Harleigh ate icecream.
Did this cool theater thingie a few times.
Got pictures in the little photo thingie(now that was an adventure).
Watch other people be dorks.
And that’s just about how it went. Then we went to Wendys and ate food. It was pretty good.
Also:
That’s all.
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This is the picture I wanted. I was writing a blog post over on my review blog. I miswrote the title in the search bar and ended up typing, “What he has to be if he wants to marry my daughter”. Not that big of a difference, and the picture came up…but what came up with it disturbed me.
For those of you who may be lucky enough not to know who this is, this is Justin Bieber. Why. On earth. Did this come up when I searched that?
Just another great mystery…
There are some things one just learns to do when growing up in a house of 10, and being the eldest of the 8 children in that large family. Some of the things are just plain weird. Others people wish they could do. And yet others seem impossible.
Among these things are:
- Learning how to hit Ctrl, Alt, and Del on your keyboard all at the same time…with one hand.
People, this may seem simple, but I’d like to see you precariously balance a laptop on your lap while holding a squirming infant AND having your computer freeze up, causing you to have to hit a certain series of buttons without dropping the fussy child. Unless of course…you’re the eldest girl of 8. Or are my mom.
P.S. I should really like to see a lefty attempt this. - Using my left hand equally as well as my right EXCEPT for when it comes to writing.
Yes it’s true. I can use a computer mouse, fork, spatula, and just about everything else nigh equally as well with my left hand as my right. I can even make a sandwich with only my left hand(yes, my wife skillz are growing too. Sandwich making, like a boss
). Writing though? Mmm nope not even a hint at being good. It’s very sad. But I can play Rockband left handed. Does that count for something? I also, strangely enough, actually naturally do a lot of things as a lefty would, such as ripstik, ride a scooter, and hold a baby. Very strange.
One of the few times I actually used my right hand to eat while holding a baby.
- Cook dinner and read a book at the same time.
Actually, I’m not sure if this has really anything to do with being the eldest of 8. It may just have to do with the fact that I am a bookaholic. But I’m sure it counts for something. Also, I can hold a child, cook, and read a book, also. - Cook dinner, babysit 7 kids, and talk on the phone at the same time.
Toria, my sis, if you are reading this than you know what I mean. Often times when we are on the phone, I am cooking. And generally, there is at least one small child at my feet. Commonly, it is Jesse. “Kait, you making bredest? You making bredest? Kait? Kait? Kait you making bredest? Kait-”
“YES Jesse!”
“Oh. Kait? Kait? Time for dinner? Kait? Time for dinner? Kait? Kait? Kait? Time for dinner?”
“Jesse!”
And that’s just how things go. - Pretty much do anything else while holding a child.
Umm. Yeah. I hold kids a lot. I naturally adapted.
There’s a lot more stuff that I just can’t think of right now. I’m sure I’ll remember like fifty things tomorrow and be like WHY THE HECK DIDN’T I WAIT TO POST THAT or something.
But yeah. Life here pretty much demands that I develop superhuman skillz that allow me cart around a child, grocery shop, carry on a conversation through text with a friend, inform Mother that we don’t actually need those tortillas, and avoid knocking over the end caps on each aisle.
Oh yeah. I’m super MWIT.
Most of you probably don’t know what that is because pretty much only my oldest readers remember that. I came up with it when I was, like, 11.
Mother/Wife In Training. MWIT. I even had a button for it at one time. I have no idea what happened to it. I can’t find it on my blog anywhere. That’s too bad.
So anyway.
Yep.
That’s about all I have to say.
Me: Okay you boys are going to clean on this microwave after dinner because this morning when y’all were having poptarts instead of putting them on a plate to microwave them like you’re supposed to, you just set them on the microwave plate…
Joe: That was me-
Me: …and Gabe, I know it was you! Wait Joe you did it-
Joe: Yeah Gabe did it! Gabe, you should be ashamed of yourself.
Me: Joe! You just said you did it!
Joe: ….
Me: Okay y’all just clean the microwave after dinner.
And that’s just about how my days go around here.
As I was sitting down to once again stare at a blank post and wonder for half an hour what the heck I should write, I saw something on my dashboard. My blog statistics.
My mouth fell to the floor as I stared at the numbers before me.
I immediately knew I had to share. Mostly because I needed to post something because it’s been, like, a week or something and certain people are getting ancy and maybe some are even having withdrawals or something.
Probably not. But I’m not totally setting aside that idea.
So anyway. I made this blog back in the summer of 2006, nearly 6 years ago. Wowza. That was a lonnnnng time ago. Since then, I have written 379 posts and received 10,040 comments, 9,334 of which were spam, leaving 706 approved comments. That is a lot of commenting going on, people.
Since I made this blog, I have had many, many different themes and headers and such. I have found a few of my old headers which I will share with you in just a minute.
…
Okay now.
I can’t remember when this was made exactly, but I believe it was 2007. On this one we have me with my sheep, Little Brother, who I raised and showed at our local fair, and one of me with my dog, who was a puppy at the time, Jack. Or Moses. I changed his name sometime in 2008. It was Moses. Now it’s Jack. Captain Jack Sparrow. Such a better name than Moses.
Annnnnd this one was in…2009, I believe, shortly after we moved to Milton. I made it myself. Can you tell? I doubt it. As my mom said, “I would never have cut you out that gadgety.” FYI Mom, the word you are looking for is “Jaggedy”.
This one wasn’t too long ago. I think I changed it from this one about a year ago.
That’s just a few of the dozen or more headers I’ve had. I’ve had a lot.
Maybe I’ll eventually reach 1000 posts or something. Mom has, and she’s only had her blog for a year more than me.
Hmm.
I wonder if I’ll still be writing on thing when I have, like, 12 kids.
Maybe.
You should probably stay tuned. Things could get interesting.
January:
“Oh yeah, I vote yes!”
“Surprise! Happy birthday, Kait!”
February:
“Ohmygosh! It’s a girl!”
March:
“No Mom, not that far away.”
“Okay, just do a bunch of funny poses now.”
April:
“Are we at Disney World yet?”
“No Mark.”
“Oh. What about now?”
May:
“Can you believe it? We’re finally graduating.”
“…congratulate this year’s graduating class.”
June:
“Hey boys, I need the floor cleaned.”
July:
“Kids, we have some news: We’re moving onto base.”
“Yay!”
August:
“Kait, that doesn’t look anything like a platypus print. ”
“Yeah…it kinda looks like a chicken. Give it a beak.”
“And legs.”
“Why the heck are it’s legs coming out like that? Now it’s going to have balance issues.”
“Okay. Here are some wings.”
“Skylar. Those are flies wings. And where on earth did the mohawk come from?”
“That wasn’t supposed to be a mohawk.”
“Well it is now.”
September:
“Did you guys see the turtle?”
“Can I sign your cast?”
October:
“Yay! I can’t wait to meet Jack and stay in South Carolina for a week!”
“Ohmegosh ohmegosh ohmegosh NANI!”
“Hey lets be kids and play tic-tac-toe…hey how do you spell that anyway?”
“…What?”
“What are you telling Taylor?”
“Nothing…”
“I thought you said texting was bad.”
“No. You just won’t ever catch me doing it.”
“Umm. Savanah just took a picture.”
“Oh. Darn.”
November:
“Ohmygosh. These peppermint milkshakes are to die for.”
“Alright, it’s time for those braces to come off.”
“The Johnsons for Thanksgiving? A second visit this month? Heck yeah!”
“My stomach is going to explode.”
“Wes, urit.”
“No you’re- darnit! Kait no, urit!”
December:
“Wanna come over and help us build a trebuchet?”
“I’m so excited for our family reunion!”
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
- I am not a crafty person. And if it weren’t for my mom…I’m pretty sure I would have thrown some of the gifts I made for some friends this holiday out the window. And then maybe punched a hole in the wall.
- Glue guns and me do NOT get along. Actually, anything involving heat and me do not get along. But glue guns especially.
- Fajita Casserole is amazing. That is all I have to say.
- People will ask questions if you put a frog puppet on your Christmas tree instead of a star or angel. But just always remember…it’s ridiculously awesome.
- If it is 70 degrees outside, it should not be Christmas time.
- You can and will tire of Goodwill when in there for more than an hour and a half while your parents look for clothes for a Christmas party.
- Savanah makes me laugh very hard.
- Jesse is adorable.
- There is such a thing as “Tea candy” and yep, it tastes just like tea. That tea that’s been sitting out on the counter overnight and tastes almost citrus-y.
- I have a lot of books. A lot. Like…200 at least. In my room. Right now. Next to me. Lining my walls. It’s pretty awesome.
- Skittlez pillz evoke awesome skillz.
- There is an alcoholic drink called a Zombie…or something. I’m not really sure. But here’s a picture of it. Why someone would want to drink something with a name that involves a being associated with death and disgustingness…I’ve no idea.
- When Christmas is over, it is over for Mom. I swear, the tree was down within an hour of us opening presents. Mom was like “Well, that’s over. We must remove all holidayness from the house RIGHT NOW.” Why must she hate all joy? The world may never know.
- Calligraphy is SO fun.
- So is tea-staining.
- And playing guitar after you getting the string that’s been broken for nearly two years fixed.
- I still want a Mini Cooper. Orange. Yes.
- Technology HATES me with all capital letters just how I wrote it over there <—
- I really don’t know how to end this post so I will just write bye.
- Bye.
