My siblings love pizza. really love pizza. When Mom reveals that pizza is on the menu there is cheering, jumping up and down, and lots of commotion.

By pizza I don’t mean the kind you get delivered, I mean the frozen kind we pick up at the store.

The kind that tastes like they accidentally used cardboard for the crust {I don’t like them as much as my other siblings}.

But the boys, and Karis, love them. Especially when there is pop.

So we set the table

And then we eat.  This is what happens when we eat.

And this all happens in a time span of about two minutes. I’m serious, we could have a magic act called “The Disappearing Pizza.”

{I just realized that one of the pictures had pepperonis on it and the rest are of cheese 😀 Well anyway, you get the jist of it right?}

Did I mention we go through three of these every time we eat them?

My siblings love frozen pizza, but you should see their faces when they find out we are having homemade pizza.

But maybe you don’t want to. I’ll leave it up to you, OK?

Chris just came down and was like “Is that pizza? Can I see the pizza picture?” He took a look at it, sighs with bliss. “Yummmm.”

That sums it up pretty well, along with the fact that they pore over the pizza ads we get in the mail. But I must admit, those ones look pretty good.


Some of the pictures when Karis was born :)

Vacation, #2!

I’m getting ready to go to Grandpa and Grandma’s house tomorrow with my two older brothers, here’s some pictures of the fun times we’ had together last year!

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Karis’s Adventure

My name is Karis and I am one and a half years old,

One day my mom put me down for a nap in the room my twelve year old sister and I share. I laid down unhappily till she went out then tried to amuse myself. I found out I could climb out of my crib! So, I climbed out of my crib, crawled into the bottom bunk bed that Mommy doesn’t let me sleep in yet, and crawled through that onto my changing table. Than I pulled myself up to “Kakie’s” bed, but, this time I didn’t quite make it, I fell down to the changing table, hit the changing pad (thank goodness, other wise I would’ve cut open my head!) and from there rolled to the floor.

My big brother heard the thud and came and rescued me, then brought me down to Mommy who comforted me. Then she returned me to my crib.

But, I wasn’t done yet, nope, I spotted my sister’s bright green purse, stuffed full of things she never lets me get into, so out I climbed again. I unzipped it and dumped everything out, here’s what I found

A package of gum ( I ate the two and a half pieces that were left), lots of sticky notes, I drew on those with a pen. I adorned myself with some green chap stick that was in there too, it smelled good! Then I emptied her change purse, later I brought them with me to the next place I visited. I opened up this pink pouch thingy I found, but I couldn’t get her library card out 😦 Too bad. I did see the zippered pocket in it and opened that, this had hand sanitizer, more lip stuff, and other interesting things, but I was getting tired so I found some earrings on the dresser, those were fun to play with. then I opened the box she never lets me open, interesting stuff in there too! but now I was really tired so I climbed back bottom bunk, then up to the changing table and finally into “Kakie’s” pink bed. I went to sleep there, and that was were Mommy found me when I woke up.

(This is a true story)

I’m Twelve!

Today is my birthday and I am turning twelve, the title of this post is probably not accurate because the main reason I’m writing this is… well anyway here it is:

I’ve always been called Katie, as long as I can remember but I’d like to be called Katelyn from now on, not just because I’m turning twelve, I’ve wanted to for a while and this seemed like a great time to switch, I’m sure it will take a while but I’d like to stick with Katelyn from now on. So, have a great day,

Katelyn 🙂

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