Wednesday, December 30, 2009
"Roobin, arrrrrg. No no barking!"
Looking for Monkey
"Yar you Monkey? Monkey? Ooohh nooo."
He likes peanut butter, and he likes to say it really fast and really loud
"pahbeeta, pabeeta, pa pa pa pa pabeeta PA-BEE-TAAA!"
Sunday, December 20, 2009
The article is titled The Prince of Glory, and it's by Elder Bruce D. Porter. I tried to write out all I thought and felt as I read it, but I wasn't able to do it justice. Instead, I will simply say that the Spirit touched my heart and I want to be a better person; a person deserving of the love so freely given me from my Savior, Jesus Christ.
You can read the article here: http://lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?locale=0&sourceId=90e0875a62c25210VgnVCM100000176f620a____&vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD
Monday, December 7, 2009
exercises every day
tries new food
doesn't overreact with a GROSS face when the new food is less than delicious
goes places, instead of staying home just wishing she did
is outgoing and friendly
thinks before she speaks, at least some of the time
is a work in progress
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Don was selected for a position with the VA Central Office, stationed in Austin. We are very excited, and anxious to find out the details, like when exactly they want him to start and so forth. Right now the only date we've heard is December 6th, but that has not been confirmed. Hopefully we'll have a little longer, since we are leaving for our three week trip to INDIA on November 1st. We will be getting home the Monday before Thanksgiving, which would leave us less than two weeks to pack up all our stuff and get down to Texas. Yikes! When we know more I'll be sure to post about it. For now, if you know anyone who wants to buy a cute yellow house in Portland, give them my number! Ha.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Stay tuned in the coming weeks for what may be huge news, and if not, at least some *hopefully* mildly entertaining anecdotes and pictures of, if I do say so myself, the World's Cutest Kid. Until then,
Happy Autumn everyone!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
New favorite toys: the contents of said cupboard.
In other news...
- Tony had his 15 month check up today; he's 25 lbs 1 oz and 32 inches tall (57%/75%), and doing great. He had 4 shots which he did not like one bit, but after a swig of milk and some animal crackers he was over it.
- Don has applied for the dream job in Austin, TX so any prayers in support of that are most welcome and appreciated :)
- We've painted our house from icky tan to happy don't-you-want-to-buy-me-right-now yellow, and as soon as I do the trim touch-ups I will post pictures. Thanks for all the help, everyone!
- I am now a fan of Marshmallow Mateys, thanks to the beach trip re-introducing them into my life.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
It seems he was playing with his ball, and when it rolled under the crib he went in after it. Seeing there was something to climb on, he couldn't resist.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Dillon is the one most willing to ham it up for the camera, so we got a few of him and Tony sitting next to each other. Notice the striking contrast in skin color- Tony's 1/4 Mexican-ness is really starting to show! hehe.
Tony embarked on an investigative journey of Ethan's face which, as you can see, was less than well received...
Friday, June 12, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Anyways, here a *ton* of pictures from the day:
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
So, I had a baby. Believe it or not, it all went down 4 weeks and one day ago. To save you the trouble of grabbing your calendar and frantically searching for the day I'm referring to, I'll just tell you: May 26th, 2008. At 11:19 am, to be exact. I'd like to say that it was the most amazing thing I've ever done in my life, and I wouldn't trade a minute of it, but that would be lying. Let me clarify something- Tony IS amazing, and I wouldn't trade him for anything, but the actual bringing him into the world, well, that is another story.
That story began on Saturday the 24th in the evening- oddly enough, it really was a dark and stormy night (lightning, thunder, the works!) I had contractions less than 5 minutes apart for hours, but we waited to call because I didn't want to be one of those ladies who get all worked up and go in, then get sent home a few hours later with the knowledge that what they believed to be contractions was in fact just indigestion. So we waited, and I passed the time chatting with Sarah and watching Frasier on DVD.
By 130 am there were other indications that it may be TIME, so we called the hospital and they invited us over. We checked in around 2 am, at which point I was about 2.5 cm dilated and 80% effaced. [To anyone unfamiliar with preggo-speak, that means labor had started, but there was still a long way to go] We settled in to wait, with Sarah as an unexpected, but very welcome audience member. We walked, watched tv, etc. It was exciting, yet at the same time tedious- surely things were progressing in there right? Nope. The on call doctor popped in around 830 am to announce that nothing had changed. She went merrily on her way, leaving us in disbelief- all those hours wasted!
Making a long story shorter, I'll just say that the following 24 hours went along exactly the same, with the occasional checks revealing little or no changes. By Monday morning we were exhausted (we, at this point, refers only to Don and me, as Sarah had left on Sunday). A new, more enlightened doctor was now on call, and he told us that there was a possibility that the baby wasn't coming any closer because he just couldn't fit through the pelvic bones. If this was the case, a C-section was the only way to get him out. Rather than letting the suffering continue, we decided to go ahead with the surgery.
I was wheeled to the operating room just before 11 am, loaded up with more drugs, and then the procedure began. Don was there next to me, looking rather dashing in his blue scrubs. Within minutes of cutting me open, Tony was born! He came out screaming and stretching.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Now that I am one, I can certainly see with more clarity why it is that we need a Day. In actuality, I'm sure we could use more than just the one each year, but we'll take what we can get! I, for one have had a marvelous celebration of my first official Mother's Day (the past two years I was participating under the title of Dog-Mom). Last night my dear mother and I attended the Celtic Woman concert at the Rose Garden! An odd choice, you might be thinking, considering our complete lack of knowledge of, or connection with, anything Celtic. Nonetheless, it was amazing! If I were more techno-savvy I'd post links and music by them, but since I am not I'll leave it up to you to check them out on YouTube yourself :)
Anyway, just wanted to wish all you moms a Happy Mother's Day!