It's Time to Take Some Action, Boys...

That statement could apply to any number of things going on in our lives right now.
There's lots of action to be... took.
Ahem. Anyway, in this particular case, I am talking about the still sad state of this blog.
So, I am resolving to post at least once a week.
And this resolution is not just for myself.
I have made it for the other (so-called) contributors to this blog, as well. They will be informed as soon as they wake up this morning.

To start, here are some video clips from our marshmallow roasting exploits last night.

Noooo... It was going to be perfect. I just wanted to melt the chocolate a teeny bit, and it slipped off and was lost forever. Until Avery thought he rescued it. And then lost it again.

^ This is why we'll never be singing sensations.

Competing in song while also terribly off key-- not a pretty thing.

hehe.

Last summer, Andrea wrote about each of our marshmallow-roasting techniques.
http://thefountainhome.blogspot.com/2009/07/smores.html
Prettty funny stuff.
Oh, wait. That was two summers ago. What in the world? Time flies.

Abigail's Adjectives

I forgot about this post... I wrote it a few months ago. But it's worth posting any way. =)

I found a piece of lined paper on the counter that had all of our names listed down the side. I could tell it was Abigail's handwriting and I picked it up and started reading. Of course, I read what was written next to my name first. Buuut here's what it looked like, in it's unfinished glory:

Daddy hairy, nice, strong, tan, handsom
Mommy
Amy pretty, hard working, brown eyes, kind
stylish
Andrea nice, funny, creativ, artistick, long haired
Allen tall, creatin, helpful, hamer toed, smelly
Allison livly, helpful, screen headed
Avery
A.T

Bahahaha, Allen's. Cretin? Creating? I'm not sure...

Age Update

I had to go in and edit our ages on the sidebar over there, on account of I am now TWENTY and have been for over two entire months, Allen is now SEVENTEEN, and Abigail is nine already!

We're gettin' old.

In other news, it is Spring!
We've had rain and gorrrrgeous days lately.
Today, we all went out side and played catch and hit some tennis balls with the bat. Aidan is pro. We need to get some video proof of his amazingness. Anna did really, really well, too. I just needed to do some bragging about the two little ones.
We also played a game we made up years ago called Capture, or Jail. It might also be called Cops and Robbers... In any event, during one round I was totally the last free person, and I would have gotten away with jail breaking my people, but then our dumb dog gave away my hiding place! I was captured, and the game was over.
Earlier in the day I went on a bike ride with Anna, Abby and A.T. There were lots of hills, so in the beginning I was explaining to Anna in particular that we needed to go fast on the easy parts. After making it up the hill that leads down to our driveway, the road leveled out. I noticed that Anna was already falling behind and it looked like she was going to walk with her bike again. I called back to her, "Anna, baby cake, you really need to keep up on the easy parts!" She got fully back onto her bike and came zooming up, explaining, "I had a wedgie!"

I'm so looking forward to this summer.
But you know what? I'm loving this time, this now time, too. =)

An Avery Studios Production

Starring

Aidan

Anna

and Abigail

Filmed, edited and produced by Avery.

Disclaimer: Our house is not always in such disarray..

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I forgot to add earilier when I posted the following,
that this was in an e-mail I received from my sister
in law.


Although things are not perfect,
Because of trial or pain,
Continue in thanksgiving
Don't even think to blame.
Even when the times are hard,
Fierce winds are bound to blow,
God is forever able
Hold on to what you know.
Imagine life without His love,
Joy would cease to be,
Keep thanking Him for all the things
Love imparts thee to see.
Move out of ' Camp Complaining ',
No weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do alone.
Quit worrying about the future,
Redeem the time at hand,
Start every day with prayer
To 'thank' is God's command.
Until we see Him coming,
Victorious in the sky,
We'll run the race with gratitude,
eXalting God most high.
Yes, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Zion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!

It's cracking! The ice is cracking!

We had dreamt of a white Christmas...

but Christmas Day in Colorado was sunny and 50 degrees outside. We should have had a Christmas picnic.
However, our New Years time was white and arctic, with the high on New Years Eve being 7 degrees. Brrr!

This year was truly one of the best holiday seasons I remember having. I was pretty bummed about the snowless Christmas, but we got to spend a ton of time together as a family and it was so enjoyable! We did a lot of the same things we do every year, and quite a few new things. We had so much fun.
We are so greatly blessed!

* * * *

This is just a verse from a song that especially struck a chord with me this year:

God rest ye merry, gentlemen,

Let nothing ye dismay!

Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day!

(It was really neat because I was thinking about how awesome those words were, and then this song was talked about at our church's Christmas service. =)
Sing the words. Think about it. We can remain strong! There's nothing to dismay about! He has come. Christ, our Savior, was born on Christmas Day!

* * * *

I had my camera on the wrong setting for most of these, aaand I can't try to fix them because of random issues we're having with our laptops... nevertheless, here are some of the few pictures I've taken this month.

Opening presents at home.

The best parents ever =)

This will be untitled.

I think I would like to pass the family blog baton on to... someone else.

Maybe Allison.
[Help us out, woman.]

I noticed that we haven't posted since September!

This is a very pathetic state of things.

Well, Andrea turned 18 last month.
She is now my only adult sibbling.



Happy Birthday, roomie!
(Cue the confetti.)

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[I'm sorry I missed it in the blog world, and that I'm too lazy to do a cool post now. But, I did post all your senior pictures... I think that counts for something. Plus, check out that internet confetti I just typed up.
Also, you just whacked me with a neon green pipe. That hurt a little bit. So, now we are even.]

In other news:

Catching Up

Wellll it's been awhile, but I can say that we've been busy!
So to make up for the lack of posts on my part, here's a big one looking back at a few highlights of the last few months in the Fountain Home.
 

We hosted a baby shower for a sweet friend in... July? who had her 10th child just a few days ago. We got to hold the baby 3 hours after she was born. =)

Putting the finishing touches on the fruit torte.

Her friends and family. =)

Outline, outline, outline, paint, paint, cut, cut, snip, cut, cut, cut.

Daddy turned 46! We had some friends over and had a great day. Happy Birthday, again, Daddy!

One of my mom's aunts was visiting from California, and my mom's brother and his family were in town from Tulsa as well. We had everyone over and celebrated Aunt Esther's birthday.

And The World Looks On In Amazement

as it discovers that a family in Colorado has invented the next Olympic sport.

Extreme Stroller Stunt Riding.

Observe these two talented young athletes.

Fun. :-)

Happy Birthday to You!

Happy happy birthday

From all of us to you!

We wish it was our birthday

So we get presents too!

Happy happy birthday!

May all your dreams come true!

We wish it was our birthday

So we get wishes too!

Andrew Thomas Fountain was born on August 9, 1999 at 5:59 p.m. Since then, he has grown into a wonderful, loving, sweet, sensitive, hardworking little brother, and we all love him sooo much!

Happy birthday, A.T., and may you always have a deep and abiding love for the Lord! May He continue to bless you all the days of your life!

Andrea's Senior Pictures!

 Andrea and I went to a park last week and took her senior pictures.

I'm happy with how the turned out!

She is so beautiful, inside and out.
And I don't care how cliched that sounds.
Best sister I could have ever asked for!

New Pictures

I finally updated that sidebar to your right. It seems like everyone's changed quite a bit!

More pics:

She. is. way. too. cute.

Andrea's New Blog

This is Andrea speaking, ladies and gentlemen, and I am here to inform you that I've made my own blog! (Hold your applause)
So! If you'd like, you can drop by. In fact, please do. :-)
http://www.anotherfountaingirl.blogspot.com/

A Project

   

I took this, this, and this,

and easily made

this

(below),

To Our E-mail Subscribers

Hi, everyone!
We just wanted to ask that when you receive an alert from us, if you would please visit the blog instead of reading it from the e-mail. That way, you can leave comments here, instead of sending them to our e-mail.
Thanks! =)
Hope you're enjoying this blog.

Sewing at Grandma's

SUPRISE! It's Allison. You may not know me because I have only done one blog. Yet I am here!

The last blog I did was that lame bird blog.

Well, I hope this entertains you as much as Andrea and Amy's blogs entertain you.

The other day Mommy, Amy, Andrea and I went to Grandma's house to learn how to make a nightgown. Now you have to understand that we have never EVER read a pattern before, besides my blanket patterns.

So we had a lot to learn. Grandma was very nice to have us over and teach us. When we were all younger Grandma used to make us dresses, and little shorts and stuff. She still makes dresses for Abigail and Anna. I thought reading patterns was going to be amazingly hard, but it wasn't. I guess we picked an easy pattern or something. It was a really nice little activity.

The Silent Whistle

A little girl in the schoolyard
Watched John get kicked and hit
And wanted to tell the teacher
But her earnest tongue she bit!
She couldn’t, for the life of her,
Speak up for poor John’s sake
So she kept her head down quiet
And watched as John’s spirit brake.
Afraid, she was, to tell the truth
And didn’t quite know why.
She’d rather watch her friend get hurt
And shut her ears to his cry.

Good Times with Good Friends

Allen, Amy, and I went to the CHEC conference this week. I was sitting with Rachel, who had one of the Youth Vendor tables. She was selling lovely little tissue pouches and hair ornaments, with which I was absolutely smitten. I’ve never seen such charming designs! I shared the table with her, selling coloring books. Sitting in a plastic chair at a small table for three days straight may not seem like great fun (unless, of course, one has Rachel for one’s companion), but some good friends showed up and sat there with us, and we had a grand time.


I showed up with only a dollar to my name, a crate full of coloring books, and a box of colored pencils. The dollar I promptly squandered on a pencil sharpener, which we actually put to good use coloring some books that had water damage. Hailey and I then decided to do a sociological experiment, which consisted of asking

Footprints in the River

I wrote this for some of my very best friends who I will cherish and remember always.
I love you guys. :-)



Travelling down this watery highway
Of a memory never made
Making footprints in the river
That are swiftly washed away.

Hear the whispered song of water 
As it shapes the pebbles smooth
Watch the sun dance on the river
Or the white rays of the moon.

Only footprints in the river--
Is that what I'll someday be?
Only footprints in the river--
Just a memory of a dream.