Friday, October 5, 2012
New Couch
Alligator
This was my favorite 0-3 outfit on my oldest.
Friday, September 28, 2012
Favorite
This little gray and white sleeper is one of my favorite outfits for my baby. Unfortunately for the sleeper he has a long torso and so even though its a three month-er outfit it doesn't really fit my big baby anymore. Sad Day, I loved it, he was so cute in it. Last night he moved into size 2 diapers. Boy is my boy big and just keeps growing. (I know other people have much bigger babies than 9 lbs, but 9 lbs is two pounds bigger than my other babies, so he is huge for me.) I was hoping he didn't grow out of size 1 before we finished off the two boxes we were given. We just barely made it. We had to give away a 1/4 of a box of newborns, because he was just too big.
Daughter
By the way my sons are not cone heads they both have/had hair that stuck up. Ok, well J's hair curled up, and I give my baby the baby fohawk hair do, when I rub lotion in his scalp.
I don't know, I think in my mind that baby A looks like J, then I look at baby pictures and not so much at all!
Fall is Here
Fall is officially here.
Snow is on Pikes, we celebrated my birthday, and my cute baby is rocking winter gear.
He is ready for a hike, if only my body was.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Pink Sparkly Cast
Yadda Yadda, come Tuesday she stopped using her right arm. So we took her in the doctor. The doctor realized it was not her thumb but her wrist that was swollen. So we got it x-rayed. Indeed it was a bell something fracture. Later that night Brent talked to a doctor on the phone and it turned out she had a fracture on both sides. If you remember your biology the bone is separated into two pieces there.
Thursday morning, bright and early, not so bright its been rainy all week. She got her cast! The pink cast she had been waiting for, plus it has sparkles. They said if we could insure that Nan would not fall again, she wouldn't even need a cast, it would heal on its own, but that is unrealistic for a three year old and she will be more comfortable in the cast
I asked if it was her wrist or her arm, and they said yes, which is pretty much what I told people, her arm is so little its pretty much the same area. The guy wrapping her cast talking to a nurse said it was fractured on one side and might be fractured on the other side too. Her cast goes up past her elbow, because at her small size she will be able to pull it off, if they don't wrap her elbow. Its good we got it, because she stopped whining once the splint was put on, once they took off the splint, she started moving it again, even though I asked her not too, and starting fussing that her arm hurt again. She has been happy as a clam since we left with the cast on. She gets it off in three weeks. Hooray, I don't have to fit a halloween costume over it!
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Pictures last week
Two of my favorite people:
My favorite baby in his Halloween shirt. "i heart my mummy"
Friday, September 21, 2012
The Scout Master's Wife
I've finally started embracing my role in life as the Scout Master's Wife.
My husband left on a camp out tonight, I told him to have fun. His response, I don't know about that. I complained, wait you have to have fun, because I don't actually want you to go. He said, all that matters is the boys have fun, as the leader its not always fun. What? Then I sighed and said, well in seven years when those boys go on missions I guess these campouts will be worth it.
Six months ago, I would never imagine I would have been capable of such an exchange.
Would you like to hear about the evolution to this? My husband has been assistant scout master twice since I met him. This is his second tour as scout master. The only reason he hasn't spent more time in scouting was our nomadic lifestyle. We often moved, and often moved in wards without scouts, plus there was the two years in the MBA, where he had no free nights. My husband being who he is naturally became friends with the young men's/scout leaders after we moved to this ward. He loved camping and the outdoors and usually the young men's leaders do too. Everday he wasn't Scout Master was a gift to me, a tender mercy. I knew the Lord was giving me a rest. But low and behold, he got called to be Scout Master in July, luckily right after scout camp. THANKFULLY! For the first few weeks I thought I was being picked on, at the same time I wanted to be a better support than I was last time around. Last time around, was one of only two times in my life I question my regular church attendance. It was the first time he wasn't assistant scout master, and I was pretty sure suddenly we started attending a church that was different then the one I grew up in, I couldn't believe how much time it absorbed, and I was pretty sure I could not handle this commitment for the rest of my life. My mom assured me that Scout Master is one of the most time intensive callings in the church, right below Bishop. I read, Side by Side: Supporting a Spouse in Church Service, and decided I could handle this. I prayed a lot, and I also reminded myself of the conversations I had with my bishop about my husband being scout master. I grew up, became an adult, even-though I already had an 18 month old, and I endured. I must admit it was hard to say good bye to that ward. They held a part of our souls from the time we sacrificed.
This time, once again, I started to feel picked on. Not for the time involved, this ward isn't as strapped for priesthood leaders, but I started to realize scout master is a career calling. I thought of my brother in law (Brent's brother) and realized he has been scout master the entire time I've known him. My father in law has also spent a good portion of his life as a scout leader. I wondered why I was stuck with a husband who was destined to be Scout Master? I'm pretty sure no one told me what I was signing up for when I said I wanted to marry him. Then I read, Trails to Testimony, in it is quoted a Seventy who told Bishops to pick your best man in your ward and put him in as Scout Master. I figured if my husband is indeed the best man, I could share him in this capacity. I also saw the vision of Scouts better. I'll be honest, even though all five of my brothers are Eagle Scouts, as is my husband, I always though scouting was sort of weird and stupid. Its not that I don't like the outdoors, I love them, I just never saw the vision of scouting. What does merit badges have to do with the Gospel? I now know, I now get the vision, I now know why my husband stays up stressing over who to have as his senior patrol leader, or how to get the boys to behave better than 12 year old boys. I understand the vision, actually I guess the pay off isn't in 7 years its in 9, when they come home from missions. That doesn't mean I don't sometimes whine about all the time it takes. I now appreciate much more all the time all my youth leaders and seminary teachers put into my life. I only slightly complain when I have to sew on patches, and I get why my husband takes the boys out camping each month when plenty of leaders would skip months. I guess that is why he is a good candidate for scout master. That being said I'm still not trilled with the campouts. And to all the mothers of boys out there, please don't tell me the reason why you aren't buying your son's scout shirts. For someone reason women think that is my role as scout master's wife, to take away their guilt, but I refuse that role. I think wearing a scout shirt each week is a great lesson to be learned, and I thought that long before I understood the importance of scouting. I was taught long ago the importance of dressing properly for an occasion, and wearing your scout shirt as a scout, to a court of honor is the only appropriate attire. That being said I'm pretty sure the scout shorts are never appropriate.
Yes you heard me, my husband should have never worn those shorts. I'm not even allowed to show that much thigh.
My guess is that picture is from the day he got his Eagle, but I don't know.
My husband left on a camp out tonight, I told him to have fun. His response, I don't know about that. I complained, wait you have to have fun, because I don't actually want you to go. He said, all that matters is the boys have fun, as the leader its not always fun. What? Then I sighed and said, well in seven years when those boys go on missions I guess these campouts will be worth it.
Six months ago, I would never imagine I would have been capable of such an exchange.
Would you like to hear about the evolution to this? My husband has been assistant scout master twice since I met him. This is his second tour as scout master. The only reason he hasn't spent more time in scouting was our nomadic lifestyle. We often moved, and often moved in wards without scouts, plus there was the two years in the MBA, where he had no free nights. My husband being who he is naturally became friends with the young men's/scout leaders after we moved to this ward. He loved camping and the outdoors and usually the young men's leaders do too. Everday he wasn't Scout Master was a gift to me, a tender mercy. I knew the Lord was giving me a rest. But low and behold, he got called to be Scout Master in July, luckily right after scout camp. THANKFULLY! For the first few weeks I thought I was being picked on, at the same time I wanted to be a better support than I was last time around. Last time around, was one of only two times in my life I question my regular church attendance. It was the first time he wasn't assistant scout master, and I was pretty sure suddenly we started attending a church that was different then the one I grew up in, I couldn't believe how much time it absorbed, and I was pretty sure I could not handle this commitment for the rest of my life. My mom assured me that Scout Master is one of the most time intensive callings in the church, right below Bishop. I read, Side by Side: Supporting a Spouse in Church Service, and decided I could handle this. I prayed a lot, and I also reminded myself of the conversations I had with my bishop about my husband being scout master. I grew up, became an adult, even-though I already had an 18 month old, and I endured. I must admit it was hard to say good bye to that ward. They held a part of our souls from the time we sacrificed.
This time, once again, I started to feel picked on. Not for the time involved, this ward isn't as strapped for priesthood leaders, but I started to realize scout master is a career calling. I thought of my brother in law (Brent's brother) and realized he has been scout master the entire time I've known him. My father in law has also spent a good portion of his life as a scout leader. I wondered why I was stuck with a husband who was destined to be Scout Master? I'm pretty sure no one told me what I was signing up for when I said I wanted to marry him. Then I read, Trails to Testimony, in it is quoted a Seventy who told Bishops to pick your best man in your ward and put him in as Scout Master. I figured if my husband is indeed the best man, I could share him in this capacity. I also saw the vision of Scouts better. I'll be honest, even though all five of my brothers are Eagle Scouts, as is my husband, I always though scouting was sort of weird and stupid. Its not that I don't like the outdoors, I love them, I just never saw the vision of scouting. What does merit badges have to do with the Gospel? I now know, I now get the vision, I now know why my husband stays up stressing over who to have as his senior patrol leader, or how to get the boys to behave better than 12 year old boys. I understand the vision, actually I guess the pay off isn't in 7 years its in 9, when they come home from missions. That doesn't mean I don't sometimes whine about all the time it takes. I now appreciate much more all the time all my youth leaders and seminary teachers put into my life. I only slightly complain when I have to sew on patches, and I get why my husband takes the boys out camping each month when plenty of leaders would skip months. I guess that is why he is a good candidate for scout master. That being said I'm still not trilled with the campouts. And to all the mothers of boys out there, please don't tell me the reason why you aren't buying your son's scout shirts. For someone reason women think that is my role as scout master's wife, to take away their guilt, but I refuse that role. I think wearing a scout shirt each week is a great lesson to be learned, and I thought that long before I understood the importance of scouting. I was taught long ago the importance of dressing properly for an occasion, and wearing your scout shirt as a scout, to a court of honor is the only appropriate attire. That being said I'm pretty sure the scout shorts are never appropriate.
My guess is that picture is from the day he got his Eagle, but I don't know.
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