Catching Up

I have been very busy lately, and I just realized that I haven't blogged in like two weeks! So I've added a few posts about what's been going on; tomorrow I'm hoping to post about Christmas.

Snow Days

As you are all aware, we were recently doused in about a foot of snow, all over the Portland area. It was on the ground for over a week, making travel risky and difficult. We are lucky that we were able to chain up the car and go out a couple of the days, so we could get some groceries and the Christmas presents that we still needed.

Roobin's first snow.

He loved playing in it and zooming around the yard, until it got a layer of ice over it. After that happened he wouldn't go out anywhere on his own. Don had to trample and dig a path for him to his favorite potty spot before he would go pee.

This is the mini snowman Don made in the early days of the storm.

Tony checking out the snow and watching Papa put the chains on the car

Pictures in the front yard.

This is funny because Tony was sitting up just fine on the ground, but right before the camera clicked Roobin came over and sniffed him, and he lost his concentration and toppled over.

Random Pictures

A selection of photos from the past few weeks.

Family Pictures

We get Tony's pictures taken every month, but this time we had some with Don and I included since it seemed like a good time for official family photos. I didn't post them sooner because they were also a surprise present for my mom. So here they are:

We had a couple more, but I'm sure you've seen enough :)

Fibber

A few years ago, when Don and I were dating, I was at his apartment making a milkshake. I had the ice cream, milk, and oreos all set out on the counter. My first mistake was thinking I needed to use the entire sleeve of cookies in order to make this treat extra special. After the blender was going for awhile I noticed that the mixture was too thick (because of the 15 oreos I crammed in there) so I figured I'd better help things along. Here is where my second mistake was made: for some reason, unbeknownst to me, I decided to break up the clumps with a knife. While the blender was on. Yep- I, a girl of 20 and with much experience in milkshake-making and blending in general, stuck a metal knife in an operating kitchen appliance.

When Don came in, it was to this scene: me with globs of milkshake in my hair and on my glasses, standing next to a blender oozing brown goo from a hole in its side. He asked what happened, and when I didn't answer right away (because I was trying to decide how to not show what a dope I can be to this boy whom I was hoping would someday be my eternal companion), he went on to say, "Oh, did that just break?" At that instant I had an epiphany: just go along with this story. He'll believe it because the blender was a cheapo Wal Mart one, and that makes me come across as the innocent victim of Sunbeam Appliance's faulty manufacturing practices. So I replied in the affirmative, and proceeded to give a flimsy account of rouge blades and weak materials, all the while hoping he wouldn't notice the slightly bent knife and corresponding hole shape.

After much sympathy and reassuring words, I was comforted and we went on to joke about why the heck I used so many cookies, when probably four or five would have been plenty. In my shame I kept the truth of this incident locked within my heart, until sufficient time had passed (i.e. after the wedding).

He Tries...

Roobin's attempt at giving us a White Christmas

Tony's New Look

This is the face that Tony has been making a lot lately. It looks like he's sad, but he isn't. It cracks me up.

Elf Dance (Watch Above)

Hehe. I was sent this link by a friend, and it's pretty funny

Bear Suit

Winter Stroll

We went on a family walk yesterday to enjoy the sunshine. Tony got to wear his bearsuit. He was so warm and comfy that he conked out after about 30 minutes.

11 Days

A record has been set; I think I'll call the Guinness Book, for you see, I have not yawned in eleven days.

I have tried many times over the years to suppress a yawn, but it has never really worked, as the yawn always returns moments later, and trying to stop it results in soreness of jaw. Well, it turns out that said jaw ache is nothing in comparison to the agony of stretching and flexing the back of one's throat after a tonsillectomy. So I have used up every ounce of strength that I can channel into my lower face in order to halt 11 days-worth of yawns. I didn't think it could be done, but much like the mother lifting a car off her child, when the need is dire, we humans will find a way.

Christmas Tree!!

Yay- It's Christmas time! I *love* this time of year- the lights, the presents (I'm not ashamed to admit it-hehe), the food, the joy...ahhh. Hooray. So we got our tree this weekend, and I love decorating it and beginning the present pile. I'm extra excited for this year sine Tony is here, even though he won't really know what's going on. We got him a special Christmas Bear, who I named Davis. I had to post some pictures of Tony and his first Christmas tree:

(Tony insisted that Floyd be included, though he is neither an ornament, nor a Christmas Penguin)

Tony with his pals, Davis and Floyd