Week: 34
Feeling: Pretty good. Just don't make me bend over or try to stand up off the ground.
Inconveniences: Not sleeping well, constant heartburn, baby is always way over on the right-hand side (movement hurts!!!) (do I have a misshapen uterus?), new taste aversions (is there Pine Sol in my lemonade?)
Also inconvenient? I have a four-hour welfare assignment at the Bishop's Storehouse when I am 38 weeks pregnant. Ha ha! I'm kind of hoping that when they see me waddle in, they will say, "Oh, honey! Just go home!"
Names: Chosen. One complete boy name and one complete girl name ready to go. But will I stick to them? I can't make any promises. Please keep your embroidery machines in the closet!
Weight gained: Eight pounds!!! I know!!!
Group B Strep: To be determined...
New non-expired infant carrier car seat: Purchased (perhaps I will write a lengthy post about this someday).
Additional purchases: Diaper bag, second-hand crib, and can of formula ($8 off).
Yet to purchase: Bottles and diapers.
Also needed: The gross stuff like super absorbent pads for the upper and the lower - if you know what I mean. Shudder...
Hospital bag: Pointless. I'll pack my three things when I walk out the door.
Baby's position: Head down. Good boy (or girl)!
Prediction: I will go past my due date.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
Being Three
Friday was Daisy's birthday.
Yep. She's three!
Three is great for birthdays because it's usually the first birthday where the kids actually get what's going on. At one and two, kids just don't really understand the reason for lighting cake on fire and holding it in their faces.
But that all changes at three.
Yep. She's three!
Three is great for birthdays because it's usually the first birthday where the kids actually get what's going on. At one and two, kids just don't really understand the reason for lighting cake on fire and holding it in their faces.
But that all changes at three.
Daisy talked about her birthday every day for at least three months. She also sang "Happy Birthday" to herself very loudly for weeks, and everywhere we went, she would point out things she wanted for her birthday.
(My favorite was one day at Target about two months ago when she totally changed her clothes in the middle of the store. I looked away for one minute and when I looked back, she was dressed in Target merchandise and announced, "I'm buying these clothes for my birthday party!" She even went so far as to pull the tags off. Sorry, Target!)
For her birthday, we gave her a dress-up gown with sparkly shoes, new sheets for her bed, a few containers of Play-Doh (in girl colors), a sleeping bag, and some hair elastics.
On the night of her birthday, her grandparents came over for cake and ice cream.
Daisy was looking forward to blowing out her "own" candles. I got ready with the camera to capture the moment, and this happened:
We had to have a do-over.
But fortunately she wasn't too traumatized!
Happy Birthday
to our sweet and stubborn little girl!
Friday, September 14, 2012
A Farming Finale
Today is a big day for our family. First of all, it's Daisy's birthday. Three already! How did that happen? But more about that later...
Then we were off to the corn field with Uncle Fred:
We're sad to see the farm come to an end (especially Scotty), but we know that the time is right. These 'ole boys need a rest!
Now it's time to perfect our own corn-growing skills. Yikes!
The other big thing about today is that Scotty's grandpa is retiring. For the past 43 years, Grandpa and his brother have owned a local produce company. Scotty grew up working on the farm and still helps out there every summer. Even Nicky and Daisy have done a fair share of work on the farm (you know, like playing in the dirt, picking corn and tomatoes, and hitching rides on the tractors).
Today was the final day of operation for the produce company. The very last harvest was yesterday evening, so we took the kids out to the fields to be there for the bittersweet event.
Our first stop was the tomato field with Grandpa:
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| Nicky, Grandpa, Daisy, and Scotty on the tractor |
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| Tomato crates a-plenty |
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| The picking crew |
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| Tractor love |
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| Grandpa |
Then we were off to the corn field with Uncle Fred:
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| Hitching a ride in the corn trailer |
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| Daisy was a little "iffy" at first |
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| A round-bellied bystander (it's me!) |
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| Scotty at the corn field |
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| One of the corn trailers |
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| The last stack of corn |
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| Uncle Fred |
We're sad to see the farm come to an end (especially Scotty), but we know that the time is right. These 'ole boys need a rest!
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| "Good-bye" says Grandpa |
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| "Good-bye" says Uncle Fred |
Friday, September 7, 2012
Kindergarten
Teacher: What sound does the word 'door' start with?
Nicky: D
Teacher: What sound does 'elephant' start with?
Nicky: Eh
Teacher: What sound does 'laugh' begin with?
Nicky: Ha!
And that is why Nicky is the most awesome kindergartner ever!
Nicky: D
Teacher: What sound does 'elephant' start with?
Nicky: Eh
Teacher: What sound does 'laugh' begin with?
Nicky: Ha!
And that is why Nicky is the most awesome kindergartner ever!
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Currently {September 2012 Edition}
Reading: The Book of Mormon
Wondering: Why chicken is so touchy. I finally found a great method for preparing excellent, moist, flavorful chicken. It worked like a charm for about a year. Now the exact same tactic is resulting in dry, rubbery, make-me-gag poultry. Grumble, grumble.
Procrastinating: Making plans for Daisy's birthday. I don't want to have a party. Does that make me a mean mom?
Craving: Chicken pot pie, and there is one in my oven AS WE SPEAK! (That's right, folks! I am cooking!) (But I maintain the opinion that chicken pot pie is not worth the effort) (I remembered this while I was mixing up the pie crust) (and sadly, the chicken is a bit rubbery because that's the way chicken goes these days).
Update: That ended up being a pretty darn good chicken pot pie even with rubbery chicken. That was my best pie crust ever!
Wearing: A black shirt with a floral embellishment that my mother-in-law thinks is a dead animal. Every time she sees me in this shirt she asks me what kind of animal it is (her memory isn't great - we have the same conversations every time we see each other, meaning that every time she sees this shirt, she thinks she is seeing the dead animal for the first time).
Needing: A hair cut. I always wait way too long in between trims, and I end up with award-winning split-ends. The good news is that my roots indicate that my hair has grown a lot since March!
Strange fact: my hair color changes during pregnancy. It's always funny to see the line of demarcation a few months after I have the baby.
Annoyed by: The search bar on the right-hand side of my blog that can't find anything. Type in 'Scotty,' and it will say no results. What the?!?
Suffering from: Rib pain. It's like I have a uterus inflating right below them or something.
Thankful for: Our freezers. It's pretty cool to be able to freeze lots of food (literally and figuratively).
Enjoying: Having Nicky in school. It has many inconveniences, but I am quickly falling in love with the routine and the discipline that it requires.
Proud of myself for: Giving up soda. For the first time ever, I intend for this to be a permanent commitment. All of my other "quittings" have had end dates.
Looking forward to: October. I'm so excited to wear pants! I heart pants!
Splurging on: Something for Scotty's car. Don't ask me what it is - I don't speak Car - but it has something to do with axles or wheels or something.
Wondering: Why chicken is so touchy. I finally found a great method for preparing excellent, moist, flavorful chicken. It worked like a charm for about a year. Now the exact same tactic is resulting in dry, rubbery, make-me-gag poultry. Grumble, grumble.
Procrastinating: Making plans for Daisy's birthday. I don't want to have a party. Does that make me a mean mom?
Craving: Chicken pot pie, and there is one in my oven AS WE SPEAK! (That's right, folks! I am cooking!) (But I maintain the opinion that chicken pot pie is not worth the effort) (I remembered this while I was mixing up the pie crust) (and sadly, the chicken is a bit rubbery because that's the way chicken goes these days).
Update: That ended up being a pretty darn good chicken pot pie even with rubbery chicken. That was my best pie crust ever!
Wearing: A black shirt with a floral embellishment that my mother-in-law thinks is a dead animal. Every time she sees me in this shirt she asks me what kind of animal it is (her memory isn't great - we have the same conversations every time we see each other, meaning that every time she sees this shirt, she thinks she is seeing the dead animal for the first time).
Needing: A hair cut. I always wait way too long in between trims, and I end up with award-winning split-ends. The good news is that my roots indicate that my hair has grown a lot since March!
Strange fact: my hair color changes during pregnancy. It's always funny to see the line of demarcation a few months after I have the baby.
Annoyed by: The search bar on the right-hand side of my blog that can't find anything. Type in 'Scotty,' and it will say no results. What the?!?
Suffering from: Rib pain. It's like I have a uterus inflating right below them or something.
Thankful for: Our freezers. It's pretty cool to be able to freeze lots of food (literally and figuratively).
Enjoying: Having Nicky in school. It has many inconveniences, but I am quickly falling in love with the routine and the discipline that it requires.
Proud of myself for: Giving up soda. For the first time ever, I intend for this to be a permanent commitment. All of my other "quittings" have had end dates.
Looking forward to: October. I'm so excited to wear pants! I heart pants!
Splurging on: Something for Scotty's car. Don't ask me what it is - I don't speak Car - but it has something to do with axles or wheels or something.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Summerized
Our summer consisted of:
Plenty of bike riding
A staph infection
(I spared you the photo... you're welcome!)
Three thousand hours playing in the hose
A garden
A few hikes
{Donut Falls}
{Cecret Lake}
Croup (in August!!!)
A few cabin trips
Three dozen picnics
Scotty's last semester at the community college
(only took six years)
A race
A bazillion dentist appointments
Parades
Jungle Jim's/Wheeler Farm/Discovery Gateway/Build-A-Bear/Seven Peaks/Liberty Park/Church History Museum/City Creek/Temple Square
Sparklers
Thousands of hours at the park
Game nights
A surgery
Weekly play groups
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
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