Living far from all of our family members is hard, and it requires us to lean on each other more... since sometimes we are all we have! These girls have become even better friends because of this move, and I hope it's something that will last!
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
My baby is ONE.
Yep. It's true. Wesley turned one year old yesterday! Here he is last year just minutes old.
He had a pretty good day. We started off the morning with his favorite breakfast, a banana.
He's been walking really well for about 3 weeks
He's got rhythm and will bob up and down with any type of music
He loves to eat and will get in the cupboard and bring boxes of food to me and sign "more"
I weaned him a few weeks ago and he is doing great with sippy cups
He is an early bird and is usually up by 6ish
He usually sleeps through the night {finally!}
He has 8 teeth
His big cheesy smile (like the one above) reminds me of Nora at his age
He loves his bink
He can wave and say "Hi!", although it sounds like "Ha!"
He loves going for walks in the stroller
He can say "dog" and "nana" (banana) and "hi" (besides mama and dada)
He loves going up and down our stairs
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Remembering...
Today is a day of remembrance for my family. My dad passed away 13 years ago today. 13 years!! In the past I have posted this, this and this. Last year I didn't post anything because I was 8 days over-due with Wesley and either was too highly emotional that weekend or just too tired. Today we looked at a scrapbook I have of my dad and showed it to the kids. It's so fun to introduce them to their grandpa and teach them about the amazing man he was. Sophie was very interested this year and was so sweet and wanted to read everything and look at every picture. Two years ago I wanted to start the tradition of posting a memory I have of my dad so it can be recorded, since I missed last year I will do two this year.
1 - My dad was spontaneous. I have many memories of being waken up in the night and loaded into the car with my parents saying, "We're going to grandma and grandpa's, just go back to sleep and we'll be there when you wake up!" or, "We're going to Yellowstone!" or "We're going to Denver!" This was all exciting being a kid but now that I'm a mom I can sympathize with my mom having to get us all ready so quickly. And it's quite possible all of these trips were carefully planned out ahead of time by my parents because they didn't want us kids to bug them about when we'd be leaving! As a parent I can totally understand that as well. :) Also, before any trip (not taken in the middle of the night) we had to stop up at the school at my dad's art room. I'm still not sure why we did this and it seemed like it took forever - especially the times my dad had to scale the building and climb in the window because he forgot the keys - but without fail we would stop at the school and my dad would have to go in and get or do something before we left.
2- My dad could fix or build anything. It may not be the most professional job, but my dad could come up with a way to fix just about anything that needed fixing, or build anything that he decided to build. He built me a cedar chest for my 16th birthday and we finally moved it here with us and I'm so glad I have it. This was a great skill because I don't know that I could count how many times our cars broke down on our many road trips! Mostly in the middle of nowhere Wyoming on our way to Denver. I remember one drive in particular where we drove a big white van that had beds built in the back and no inside carpeting so it was all this yellow bubbly insulation and we broke down and my dad hitch hiked into the nearest town to get the part to fix it. We were crying and saying, "Daddy don't go!" when some people pulled over to use the bathroom and offered him a ride. When he came back later he was with a guy on a motorcycle. I think we spent 8ish hours or so in the Wyoming desert that day with a broken van. It must not have been too bad because I remember us playing on some rocks and naming one of them "elk poop rock". My poor mom! Another time I remember someone having to pee in the radiator because the car was overheating.... I won't mention any names but it wasn't me. :)
2- My dad could fix or build anything. It may not be the most professional job, but my dad could come up with a way to fix just about anything that needed fixing, or build anything that he decided to build. He built me a cedar chest for my 16th birthday and we finally moved it here with us and I'm so glad I have it. This was a great skill because I don't know that I could count how many times our cars broke down on our many road trips! Mostly in the middle of nowhere Wyoming on our way to Denver. I remember one drive in particular where we drove a big white van that had beds built in the back and no inside carpeting so it was all this yellow bubbly insulation and we broke down and my dad hitch hiked into the nearest town to get the part to fix it. We were crying and saying, "Daddy don't go!" when some people pulled over to use the bathroom and offered him a ride. When he came back later he was with a guy on a motorcycle. I think we spent 8ish hours or so in the Wyoming desert that day with a broken van. It must not have been too bad because I remember us playing on some rocks and naming one of them "elk poop rock". My poor mom! Another time I remember someone having to pee in the radiator because the car was overheating.... I won't mention any names but it wasn't me. :)
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Birthday Daddy
The 14th was was Brian's birthday. We had fun celebrating as a family. He came home from work and opened presents:
Friday, September 16, 2011
So it begins...
The girls started back in school this month and we were all ready for it. They've been adjusting pretty well and are enjoying their new school, new teacher and new friends - though they still really miss their old ones. We live just 1/2 a mile from the school so we get to walk, which is something we've grown to love doing, so that was a pleasant surprise when we found out we were in the walk zone for the school (I may feel differently in the winter!)
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Nora turned 6!
Our Nora Gracie-girl turned 6 last month! I think she had a pretty great day. We went to the community swimming pool that's just a few blocks away and she got to go on the slide! They didn't allow anyone to help or wear life jackets so Nora had to come out of the slide and swim to the edge all by herself. I realize there are kids who are able to do this at a much younger age, but since we've only had the girls do one round of swimming lessons each, this was a big thing for us. And she did it! I stood by the edge of the pool (just in case) and watched her do it. And was she ever proud of herself! So cute. I think she went on the slide 27 more times after that.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Owie!
On August 1st Miles was climbing into our kitchen sink to use the sprayer and cut himself on a glass! As you can see it was a pretty good cut. We were loading into the car to take him in to the doctor when we decided to look at it closely to see if we absolutely had to go in - the kids insurance expired at the end of July! Luckily he had stopped crying and it had stopped bleeding and since it was cut on a clean glass and hadn't cut anything major we decided to use some surgical tape and not take him in to the hospital.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Summer Vacation Part 8: Road Trip Home!!
On our way home to Wisconsin we stopped at Martins Cove in Wyoming. I had never been there before. We got there kind of late but the couple missionaries were so nice and still let us see some things, and even drove us up in their golf cart type vehicles so we could see the cove. I wish we could have spent a lot more time there, but since we'll probably be making the drive from Wisconsin to Utah a lot in the future I'm sure we'll have the chance to stop again.
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