So What, I'm Still a Rock Star, I've got my Rock Moves...

Kayley turned 9 last week! AH! I can’t believe she’s that old already! Annette planned a fantastic Rock Star party (I helped some). The girls showed up, had to make sure they were on the A-List (or else get escorted out by the Bouncer), then received their list on how to become a Rock Star. They started off with Fashion and picked out their Rock Star shirt, next came nails, hair (crimped), make up, tattoos (fake, of course), and a photo shoot! We followed up with Pizza, Presents, and Cake/Ice Cream. Annette and Steph did an awesome job making the guitar cake! Seriously awesome! Then we took them downstairs to the VIP lounge where Kayley (and the rest of the Lyons family) got Rock Band for the Wii. Lauren screamed she was so happy! We created CDs (Kayley burned each of them a copy of some of her favorite songs) with their “band’s” cover and individual shots on the inside. The girls really liked them and they turned out really good. These girls are so photogenic and they have such sass! They all fit the Rock Star attitude perfectly! We had so much fun - I think the girls did too!
~Aunt Mimi







































Coley - do you have any more pics? I couldn't find any of Luke or Spencer looking at the camera. Or any more of Joel or Steve...

Soccer Games

Here are a few pictures of Lauren, Kayley and Evan's soccer games. Hope you enjoy!

Uncle Mikey Jr.

So, the family and I were eating lunch, which included apples. Suddenly, Kayley had a "brilliant" idea. And after a series of stuff- Uncle Mikey Jr. was born:

(P.S. This is not our real uncle.)

(P.S.S. We are not trying to offend Uncle Mikey in any way.)

(P.S.S.S. Sadly, his lower jaw and chin came off, so he is now in the "hospital" where we stuck his bottom jaw on with peanut butter.)

NOOOOOO!

Everybody- BEWARE! School is starting and summer is over! WILL THE TORTURE NEVER STOP?! And you know what that means for me...

Duh duh duh DUUUN!

Lauren's taking over

Mommy doesn't do this enough, so I'm taking over...the world! Mua ha ha ha!

A Touch of Warmth

Here's my take on the Luke family photo. If you want to compare it to Emily's "The Fluff's the Stuff", click here.

Dainty and the Duck, by Lauren Lyons

Once upon a time, at about three o’clock, the dorky duke, named Donald Dufusberg, who was a dufus, was outside drinking iced lemonade at his private beach party when he found a shiny nickel! “Shiny!” he shouted at the nickel. He took it inside and put it in the freezer for some strange reason that even I don’t know.

“Hello, hello?! I need some help here!” a voice called, echoing through the main hallway.
Donald Dufusberg, who was extremely overweight, waddled down the stairs to the kitchen, where it seemed to be coming from. He opened the freezer and…the nickel was talking to him! It, or should I say she, had suddenly possessed big, poofy lips. Donald, who was looking confused and angry, shouted, “WHERE DID YOU PUT THE ICE CREAM?!”

The nickel was shocked and insulted from the sudden outburst, so she snapped her fingers, which had suddenly appeared, and snarled, “Oh, no you didn’t!”

Suddenly the dorky duke named Donald Dufusberg, who was a dufus, turned into a duck who smelled like feet!

The nickel plucked a daisy from Donald’s bouquet-centerpiece. “You must become smart before the last petal falls off.”

“But when will it fall off?” Donald quacked in his new duck voice.

“When the sun sets on your 16th birthday…”

“But I’m 23!” he whined, interrupting the shiny, poofy-lipped nickel.

She frowned, which shut Donald’s beak before he could say anything else. “Fine. Now as I was saying… When the sun sets on your 24th birthday…”, she said, eyeing Donald as if she were expecting him to say something else stupid, “the last petal of this fair daisy will fall off. If you are not smart by then, you will remain a smelly duck forever!”

*****

“I’m a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world…!” Sarah Macfarlen sang loudly, breaking a few glass vases in the doing.

“Oh, do be quiet, you impolite buffoon,” Daniella, who was such a dainty ‘little lady’, exclaimed in a British accent. Daniella curtsied and left the room.

“What a party pooper!” Sarah murmured as soon as Daniella was out of earshot.

Daniella walked lightly up the basement stairs and into the kitchen, where her uncle was at least trying to fix their broken-down oven.

“My dear Uncle Bob, may I take a light stroll around the local park?” Daniella inquired, repeating the British accent.

“Yes, m’lady,” he replied, mocking her voice. “But only until seven o’clock!”

*****

“Oh, laugh at me, will you?!” Donald the duck scowled, one eye twitching.

“Ha, Ha, Ha!” George, an old one-eyed fish, mocked the smelly duck. “You’re so weak that you couldn’t lift up a pine tree leaf! A grass blade is stronger than you!” he gurgled.

Donald put on a pouty face and wrinkled up his beak as if he smelled something revolting.

“Ha, Ha!” George gurgled again, and dove back into the pond.

“Good riddance, you loony!” Donald quacked harshly.

“Sssh! Someone’s coming!” Odette, a stubborn, two-year-old smart-alecky swan exclaimed.

“Is it the local pie man?” Oinky, a fat, friendly pig, asked stupidly.

“No! It’s a girl! By the way, this town doesn’t have a local pie man!” Odette pointed out as-a-matter-of-factly.

“Oh, how I wish I didn’t have a family of brainless, unsophisticated baboons! If only I knew someone as smart as me! But, alas, who could ever be as smart as me?” Daniella sighed in her perfect British accent.

“Did you hear that? It’s that girl in the dress with the big backside!” Donald whispered.

“I like big butts and I can not lie, my other brothers can’t deny…” Oinky sang aloud as everybody stared at him. “What?! It’s just a song!”

“She doesn’t have a big backside! Her dress is designed to look like that,” Odette retorted.

“Well, if she’s looking for someone smart, then she’s probably looking for me! See, I can spell pig: P-P-I-H-G, pig!” Oinky replied.

Before Odette could say anything smart-alecky, he tromped up to Daniella.

"Oh, hi, little pork chop!” Daniella cooed at Oinky.

“P-P-I-H-G, pig!” he boomed and ran away.

Since Daniella was too much of a lady to scream, she just fell to the ground and fainted.

“Is she alright?”

“Yes, of course she is!”

“Does anyone have any pie?”

“NO!”

Daniella opened her eyes and saw the three animals quarreling with each other. “Why, aren’t you smart little things!” she cooed confusingly.

“But not smart enough,” Donald said remembering his nickel and the curse. “But you are! Maybe you could teach us to be as smart as you!”

“Well, okay.”

The next day, Daniella came back to the pond. “Okay class, who knows what ‘2+2’ is?” she asked.

“PIE!”

Now, you can probably guess who said that.

“No! It’s ‘4’, silly!” Daniella said as if talking to a baby. She knew she had a lot of work to do, so she came back to the pond every day.

Finally! The moment Daniella was waiting for: Graduation Day! The setting sun was glimmering in the blue sky. It had been hard teaching those talking animals, especially that duck, but she had finished her work! The animals were lined up in a straight row waiting for her to call on them.

“Oinky! Come forth!” Daniella shouted. She was going to challenge them with the things that they struggled with the most! “Spell ‘Pig’!” she commanded.

“P-I-G!” he boomed.

“Odette, come forth!”

Odette marched over to Daniella.

“Do 5 jumping jacks!”

As Odette hopped up and down, Daniella eyed Donald. Was he going to pass the test? She stared at the sunset.

“Good job, Odette! Donald, come forth!”

Donald waddled sheepishly up to Daniella.

“What is ‘5+5’?” she questioned.

“Um…vanilla pudding?” he stammered.

“Wrong.” Daniella whispered and frowned.

“Uh oh.” Donald quacked as the sun went down.

Suddenly, Odette turned into a lovely maiden!

“See ya!” she exclaimed and just walked away on her two skinny human legs!

“That was strange, huh, Oinky?” Daniella turned and gaped at Oinky the pig, who was now Oinky the prince! Daniella turned towards Donald as Oinky marched away. Daniella looked at Donald expectantly. “What are you going to turn into?” she asked the duck.

“Nothing,” he sighed and waddled away.

“Oh well,” she shrugged and walked back to the apartment.

So, Odette married a prince, Oinky got all the free food that he wanted, Daniella started talking to her new pet fish named George, and Donald stayed a stupid, smelly duck for the rest of his life.

THE END