from thursday at 5:27 pm to friday at 2:24 am
we were without power
(and my old friend- mr 102 degrees was still visiting!!)
we had bbq baked potatoes with chili
listened to the neighbors radio blast through our open windows
tried to call and text on the phone- unsuccessfully
read books by flashlight
and had the worst night sleep EVER cause
it was SO hot and there was no breeze
and i probably tried to turn on the fan 3 or 4 times
cause i would think, "the AC is out we will just use the fan."
102 degrees
Something about this heat makes me nostaligic...
i remember the week of my wedding and eating popcicles for dinner
or
i remember the week of my wedding and eating popcicles for dinner
or
sleeping many nights out on the trampoline cause it was so stinkin hot
or
or
recess at the "little school"
or
the millions of of pool memories and smelling like chlorine and burning eyes.
or
the millions of of pool memories and smelling like chlorine and burning eyes.
i think growing up without air conditioning
in a place where it can get to be 100 plus degrees
this intense heat feels like an old friend.
Today we went to the library
and then swam with the cousins and played match
and then swam with the cousins and played match
(we played with a "tee" when i was a lad)
and Emily jumped into the pool with reckless abandon- in all her clothes (shoes and all)
it was awesome.
My new calling in church is with the 8-11 year old girls. what a group!!
from sweet to bizarro and everything in between
i know these girls will be quite the source of stories and laughs for me.
And i know it has been months since i posted.
but i have to let go of perfection and realize it is better to record something
than to record nothing perfectly
there is an adage in nursing
"if you don't record it, it never happened."
and life is happening.
and since i forgot to take grandpa to the dentist today,
i don't want to forget the good stuff. . .
there is an adage in nursing
"if you don't record it, it never happened."
and life is happening.
and since i forgot to take grandpa to the dentist today,
i don't want to forget the good stuff. . .
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| elliot pumping milk for reecie ps. i did put a bit of breast milk on elliots oatmeal this morning cause we were all out of milk . jon and i had eggs. |
2 months
2 chins
2 rolls in your thighs
almost 2x birth weight(12.5lb)
23.5 inches
wake 2 times a night to eat
like to eat every 2 hours- but mom tries to hold you off for 3
FYI: reece is EXACTLY the same size as elliot was at this age- good thing pictures are dated cause they look just alike too- but looking alike comes in handy cause i know my mom tried to pass off pictures of my siblings as myself many times.
1 month
weight:9 pounds
height: 22 inches
he looks so guilty...
but really he is a great baby
he eats and sleeps and poops and eats
and we love him to pieces
our reecie piecey
since you came 23 days early i told everyone
that i would try to not let you cry and hold you as much as possible since you were still supposed to be inside cooking for a little longer. you took LOTS of naps and slept most of the night right on my chest.
what's up?
| ELLIOTS HAIR remember that fantastic hair cut i gave him a while back well it's growing out splendidly! |
| ELLIOT'S TEMPER i have had to use his middle name a few times and we now have an appointed time out chair |
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| ELLIOT'S RULES NO PLAYING IN THE STREET NO CROSSING THE STREET NO BALLS IN THE STREET |
| ELLIOT'S CHORE LIST SETTING THE TABLE PICKING UP TOYS- and dumping them out again EMPTYING SILVERWARE- out of the basket all over the kichen we hope to have him start on the lawn next month |
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| ELLIOTS VOCABULARY he is a parrot he calls jon and i "babe" and will repeat EVERYTHING i guess i need to stop swearing |
| MAKE-UP he loves it we are wondering if and when we should worry about this combined with the bra obcession... |
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| ALL OF US IN THE SKY we took a little trip to utah more pics to come... |
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| JONS AGE he's finally 30! such a young buck and elliot got him his own elmo balloon to celebrate |
| SHAN'S WEIGHTno i am not pregnant just eating WAY too many treats and not exercising. |
| PENNY's STINK poor pup needs a bath in a serious serious way but since i am not that great at getting the humans bathed around here, she will have to wait even longer. WHAT's UP with you??? |
1.5
wahoo!
i can officially go to nursery!
i am 23 pounds & 33 inches
i have 14.5 teeth
blueberries are my favorite
and i sing a rousing rendition of baa baa black sheep
i love to wear my moms socks and bras
and when my dad chases me around the house
i like to eat EVERYTHING with a fork
and be careful what you say, cause i repeat it all
plus i just discovered the "wonder pets" and think they
are the best ever and can even sing their theme song
and i also am working on my temper-tantrums,
i try to do at least 3 a day
my feet still turn in, but i don't trip over them quite as much
someday i might be in the olympics, cause i run so fast
(that's what the dr. tells my mom to help her feel better about the feet thing)
and there is still lots of sand in my diapers.
mr sandman...
you brought me a dream
a 10x10 sandbox
best that i've ever seen
filled it with sand and
toysies and fun
now i can play
all day in the sun
oh mr sand-dad thanks for this treat!
and mom is so excited for the
rest of this dream called
a landscaped back yard!!
rest of this dream called
a landscaped back yard!!
ta-dah!
so e took tumble on the kitchen chair for the 47th time
and wacked his face and got a fat bloody lip
so i gave him a popcicle and let him re-coop in the kitchen sink
and he was sitting so still
and for so long
i decided to cut his hair
and cut i did...
i think i just might change professions
cause i did such a bang up job
bubba dadda
i
love
you
more
than
candy
dog food
sour cream
playing ball
and even mom
(sometimes)
happy fathers day!
love
you
more
than
candy
dog food
sour cream
playing ball
and even mom
(sometimes)
happy fathers day!
what the world needs
is more one year old winkers with cheezy grins
and less cranky drivers and impatient fathers day shoppers!
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