Tag- You and your spouse.

Tagged by Kristen. Here are some questions about you and your spouse. Once your finished tag whoever you want to do this! Come on, play along - inquiring minds want to know!

I normally don't do tags but thought that I would give it a go:
What are your middle names? My middle name is Marie and Danny's is Douglas
How long have you been together? We have been married for4 1/2 years and have been together for 5 1/2.
How long did you know each other before you started dating? A couple of months.
Who asked who out? Danny asked me out.
How old are each of you? I am 24 and Danny is 27.
Whose siblings do/ did you see the most? It's a tose up. Danny's brother lives with us, but I see my sisters & mom almost every day.
Do you have any children together? Yes, 1.
What about pets? We have 2 dogs. Muffins and Mo.
Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple? Being productive when we are together.
Did you go to the same school? No. Danny went to Alta and I went to Hillcrest.
Are you from the same home town? No, I grew up in Sandy and Danny in Draper.
Who is smarter? Danny has more common sense.
Who is more sensitive? I am.
Where do you eat out most as a couple? Cafe Rio.
Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple? Bahamas.
Who has the craziest exes? I don't think either of us has crazy exes.
Who has the worst temper? Probably me. Danny is very patient. I could do anything and he wouldn't get mad at me.
Who does the cooking? We both do. I like to bake and Danny cooks.
Who is more social? Danny.
Who is the neat-freak? We both aren't super neat freaks, but Danny is a better "deep" cleaner and I am more of a straightener.
Who is more stubborn? Danny.
Who hogs the bed? The dogs.
Where was your first date? It was up the Provo River Canyon. We played games and roasted marshmallows.
Who has the bigger family? I have a big extended family, but Danny has more siblings.
Do you get flowers often? Sometimes. For V day and our anniversary mostly.
How do you spend the holidays? Holidays are busy splitting up time between both families.
Who is more jealous? I think that we are past the jealousy stage.
How long did it take to get serious? About 6 months. I liked Danny instantly, but it took him a little bit to "figure" things out, meaning he totally played me. He would come over to my apartment at midnight to get some ice. Really???
Who does the Laundry? I do.
Who’s better with the computer? Danny.
Who drives when you are together? Danny although I am a terrible backseat driver.
I tag now... Anyone who wants to! :)

Ode to my One

Happy Birthday my love. I can’t believe you are 288 months today, and I can’t believe out little daughter is almost 12 months.

I married you when you were only 228 months. Looking back I can see that I robbed the cradle a bit. I was too caught up in passionate pursuit for love and eternity to realize at the time. You sure were beautiful back then, and now even more so as the mother of our little demon… precious demon… with a scream pitch so high, she could break fine china. I love you as a mother and as my best friend.

On special occasions such as this my mind turns to poetry to express my emotions.

So tiny and tiny(teeny), so little and petite,
Where is your bum?
So beautiful and darling, so pretty and sweet,
In 5th grade I would right sweat instead of sweet.
So smiley and white, so forgiving and meek,
You have put up with a lot of s.h.i.t.(I spelled that so don’t read it, spell it.)
So perfect and precious, so spiritual and so mine,
Thanks for your love.

I love you little Marie. Thanks for being my perfect wife. You mean more to me each day. I am excited to spend the rest of eternity together. And you know how long eternity is…”Picture a mountain, and every day a seagull flies to the top of that mountain and sharpens his beak. Once that mountain is ground down to nothing…that’s one day in eternity.”

M~arvelous
I~ntroverted
N~ice most of the time
D~arling
I~nteresting to watch

La u babe

Where do farts come from?

We went up to Vicki and Harolds yesterday and Vicki pulled out a paper that Danny wrote in the 7th grade entitled "Where do Farts come from?" It was pretty funny so I thought I would share with everyone how intellectual and sophisticated my husband was in 7th grade: (this is word for word)


"Where do farts come from, well thier are two meanings of fart, one as an old one thats is a foal yet now in a harsh name. Most of us know the word fart in a different meaning. Now I'll tell you where farts come from, they are air called gas, which flows through the intestines and out the anus.

The book I got this information from is Websters New World Dictionary. It was copyright in 1985, Publishers name is Simon and Schuster Division of Gulf and wester Corporation."

This was the teachers response:
"Danny interesting way to try to answer this question. I wish you had written a better question. I think you would have done a great job. 80/100"

Seriously?? Our poor children!

A Diamond in the Ruff--

For our date night this week Danny and I decided to hit up the DI in hopes of finding some "hidden" gems. We were about ready to leave when we came across a very good looking, rarely (if ever) used pair of rollerblades that were just my size. $10 later we left DI and I was fantasing about all the fun rollerblading that we could do as a little family! So, friday night we busted out the blades and went for a little stroll. Danny made the dogs pull him and I pushed Whit in her stroller. We only made it down the street and back. The dogs were wasted! It was fun though and I am VERY excited about the rollerblading adventures we will go on this summer!

Whits 11 Month Musings

We have hit the 11 month marker and I can hardly believe how fast this year has gone by! I can't believe my baby girl is almost a 1 year old. She is so much fun and is very busy! I have come to terms with the fact that Whit will probably never crawl. She does, however, have an alternative method of transportation which is scooting everywhere on her bum. From behind she looks like a paraplegic. She is a cruiser and if I turn my back on her for 1 second she is in the dog bowl making a huge mess! She is a screamer! She has the highest pitch scream EVER and she thinks it's funny to do it. She has recently started using this "scream" to get things that she wants. Mostly food. I have tried teaching her baby sign language but she is too stubborn and won't do it. She is a wild thing during sacrament and often screams to get more treats. Very distracting!

She is a spitter and will let you know when she is done eating by either swatting the spoon or spitting out her food.

So unhappy!

Brotherly Love

Ward basketball is very intense and the boys get SO into it. I don't quite get it, but whatever. Danny loves playing basketball and our ward has a great team! We are in regions right now so this last weekend we had a lot of games. Danny says that he considers himself to be the "Matt Harping" of the team and that his specialties are bodying up and setting screens (half of which are moving). He has been playing really well and his secret of success (and motto for life) is "It's not skill but intensity!"-- And he is VERY intense on the court that it actually gives me anxiety.

Last Friday night there was a game that was way too physical for my likings, however I think I learned a great gospel principle!??! ;) Some guy pushed Danny really hard soo John (on our team) pushed him (the guy that pushed Danny) and got a technical, thhheeennn Mark (also on our team and Johns brother) got a technical for defending John and arguing with the ref. -- I think that is what happened?? We had 2 technicals and only 6 players so we only had 4 players on the court, but still dominated! But throughout all of the arguing/ complaining/ name calling, I thought, wow, there has to be a gospel principle tied in here somewhere? There was pushing and shoving, but they were just defending their teammate, right? BROTHERLY LOVE! Although it wasn't a "class A" performance of sportsmanship on our part (or the other team) I do have to hand it to the Canyon Rim Ward for having eachothers backs and for defending my hubby! Overall though, boys get too emotional playing basketball which is one of those things I will never quite understand!