Future drummer and singer???
How could I miss a photo opp with the Elders??? Good thing because now we have Sisters and I'm not sure that onsie would have made it till we had elders again.
Tubby Time!
Daddy's boy/mommy's boy!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
on a more recent note
Now where is that toy???
Future drummer and singer???
How could I miss a photo opp with the Elders??? Good thing because now we have Sisters and I'm not sure that onsie would have made it till we had elders again.
Tubby Time!
Daddy's boy/mommy's boy!
Future drummer and singer???
How could I miss a photo opp with the Elders??? Good thing because now we have Sisters and I'm not sure that onsie would have made it till we had elders again.
Tubby Time!
Daddy's boy/mommy's boy!
Hudson videos from Dec on
So I've tried a few times to upload these now you can watch them all at once and view Hudson's progress, you're so lucky!
This is in early Dec, Hudson was starting to realize he could make loud noises, they keep getting louder! Notice how he flinches at his own noise?
Well we got one down before blogger flaked out on me. One down!
This is in early Dec, Hudson was starting to realize he could make loud noises, they keep getting louder! Notice how he flinches at his own noise?
Well we got one down before blogger flaked out on me. One down!
Monday, February 20, 2012
Rules
Since moving I have developed a TV watching habit, well actually it's a HULU watching habit, because I'm not sure I would ever pay for TV. Kind of a shocker especially if you know me and know that I didn't even touch a TV for about 8 years of my life. Anyway, my schedule, after Hudson and TJ go to bed at 8pm of course, is as follows:
Mon: Once Upon a Time and recently Downton Abby
Tues: The Bachelor
Wed: Jane by Design
Thurs: Modern Family
the rest of the week I try to be social alongside my husband and baby, but I really don't care and that worries me a little. I love my new friends here, but I am just as happy to watch HULU. I recently checked out 2 books from the library, Out Stealing Horses, and Divergeant, tomorrow I promise to open one of them, after The Bachelor of course.
I should note that from 7:30am-7pm I am diaper changer, feeder, cook, paper-editor, runner, mommy, play-groupie, launder, vacume/dust/sweep/load dishwasher, repeater.
In other news of my life, Friday TJ brought home one of those hide a car key things and made a copy that only opens the door just in case, I promptly told him to take it back as I would never allow such things, and still won't even after the following experience, which happened seriously the next day!
Saturday, I am picking up TJ for lunch, and am about 10 mins early, Hudson is asleep, so I spy a bakery, I lock my car with Hudson inside walk 5 feet then look at both of my keyless hands and try not to panic, the extra key is locked in our house, the only key to our house is in my car, I could call Progressive but they might take hours to come unlock my baby, I try to reach my arm in the cracked window, because yes it is 50 degrees outside and sunny, and it's Feb, but alas I am not anorexic and my arms show that. I start to look for a kid with a skinny arm, and start to utter prayers in my mind, when a man appears from nowhere (ok that restaurant I parked in front of) with an odd metal device that oddly looks like he keeps on hand for just this sort of thing, (what he does with it when he's not out helping spacey moms who lock their kids and keys in the car, I'm not really sure nor do I want to know), he can't open it, so I kindly grab it out of his hands and open the lock, sigh, I offer him all $3 in my wallet he kindly declines, I would have given him $100 really, it's comforting to know and see God watching over us!
Sunday, I'm the new 7-8 year old Sunday School teacher at church, they announced it before Sunday School, but Hudson has pooped his pants, so I remain a mystery to parents and anxious children. I show up these kids are TESTING their boundaries (really do we have to, I just want to have fun and be loved) I quickly instate the we sit with our bottoms on the chair (not the table, the top of the chair, the window, the space heater, or the floor, sure your last teacher let you do that) rule and the we raise our hands before we talk rule otherwise we are going to learn a lot about video games and that thing you can't remember and not a lot about Jesus, cruel I know. I do try to make it fun, we share our favorite things to do outside of church (video games, video games, video games, does anyone play outside?, oh you like to skii, phew), our favorite treats, smarties, suckers and those one things you dip???, and our favorite scripture stories (mostly about Nephi, Samuel, and that one I can't remember but it's cool), I'm ready to jump into how Heavenly Father in mindful of each of them when one sweet kid asks me my favorite things (no surprise the one who likes to skii), they really were all sweet and adorable, but his sensitivity was noticed! Time is ticking on we do some activities etc, and I start to notice one girl is getting quieter and quieter, it's time to go, she runs out the door without her treat, I try to follow, but enter baby and husband, and I notice one boy has left all his stuff scattered around the room. I try to find her, I notice her dad going in the bathroom but I don't see him come out(later I find out for tissue for daughter). I get home and call her house and hear wailing in the background, apparently enforcing the raising the hand rule makes me mean and scary, gulp. I had no idea, me, I, I am capable of making another human cry and I really was trying to be so nice, I tried to give them all treats, they all had done a remarkable job with a couple reminders, I sincerely had no mean intentions in my heart, but I overlooked the sensitivity of this age! My husband was sure it was nothing to do with me, but I'm so glad I called. Her mom and I talked for about an hour we are getting ice cream this week to try and work on our relationship, poor kid. She was hard on herself for breaking the rules, so hard that she didn't feel worthy of a treat and she felt made fun of when I asked her to raise her hand before speaking. I'm not one for drama, but I am sensitive and I can remember being in her shoes, I just would have kept it inside, but it's good to know how things we do affect others. I've always been a little outspoken and insensitive or honest as I like to think, but this little girl makes me want to try harder to be a better person. Sorry about the really crappy grammar and punctuations above, but this is my blog and sometimes rules are meant to be broken, right?
Mon: Once Upon a Time and recently Downton Abby
Tues: The Bachelor
Wed: Jane by Design
Thurs: Modern Family
the rest of the week I try to be social alongside my husband and baby, but I really don't care and that worries me a little. I love my new friends here, but I am just as happy to watch HULU. I recently checked out 2 books from the library, Out Stealing Horses, and Divergeant, tomorrow I promise to open one of them, after The Bachelor of course.
I should note that from 7:30am-7pm I am diaper changer, feeder, cook, paper-editor, runner, mommy, play-groupie, launder, vacume/dust/sweep/load dishwasher, repeater.
In other news of my life, Friday TJ brought home one of those hide a car key things and made a copy that only opens the door just in case, I promptly told him to take it back as I would never allow such things, and still won't even after the following experience, which happened seriously the next day!
Saturday, I am picking up TJ for lunch, and am about 10 mins early, Hudson is asleep, so I spy a bakery, I lock my car with Hudson inside walk 5 feet then look at both of my keyless hands and try not to panic, the extra key is locked in our house, the only key to our house is in my car, I could call Progressive but they might take hours to come unlock my baby, I try to reach my arm in the cracked window, because yes it is 50 degrees outside and sunny, and it's Feb, but alas I am not anorexic and my arms show that. I start to look for a kid with a skinny arm, and start to utter prayers in my mind, when a man appears from nowhere (ok that restaurant I parked in front of) with an odd metal device that oddly looks like he keeps on hand for just this sort of thing, (what he does with it when he's not out helping spacey moms who lock their kids and keys in the car, I'm not really sure nor do I want to know), he can't open it, so I kindly grab it out of his hands and open the lock, sigh, I offer him all $3 in my wallet he kindly declines, I would have given him $100 really, it's comforting to know and see God watching over us!
Sunday, I'm the new 7-8 year old Sunday School teacher at church, they announced it before Sunday School, but Hudson has pooped his pants, so I remain a mystery to parents and anxious children. I show up these kids are TESTING their boundaries (really do we have to, I just want to have fun and be loved) I quickly instate the we sit with our bottoms on the chair (not the table, the top of the chair, the window, the space heater, or the floor, sure your last teacher let you do that) rule and the we raise our hands before we talk rule otherwise we are going to learn a lot about video games and that thing you can't remember and not a lot about Jesus, cruel I know. I do try to make it fun, we share our favorite things to do outside of church (video games, video games, video games, does anyone play outside?, oh you like to skii, phew), our favorite treats, smarties, suckers and those one things you dip???, and our favorite scripture stories (mostly about Nephi, Samuel, and that one I can't remember but it's cool), I'm ready to jump into how Heavenly Father in mindful of each of them when one sweet kid asks me my favorite things (no surprise the one who likes to skii), they really were all sweet and adorable, but his sensitivity was noticed! Time is ticking on we do some activities etc, and I start to notice one girl is getting quieter and quieter, it's time to go, she runs out the door without her treat, I try to follow, but enter baby and husband, and I notice one boy has left all his stuff scattered around the room. I try to find her, I notice her dad going in the bathroom but I don't see him come out(later I find out for tissue for daughter). I get home and call her house and hear wailing in the background, apparently enforcing the raising the hand rule makes me mean and scary, gulp. I had no idea, me, I, I am capable of making another human cry and I really was trying to be so nice, I tried to give them all treats, they all had done a remarkable job with a couple reminders, I sincerely had no mean intentions in my heart, but I overlooked the sensitivity of this age! My husband was sure it was nothing to do with me, but I'm so glad I called. Her mom and I talked for about an hour we are getting ice cream this week to try and work on our relationship, poor kid. She was hard on herself for breaking the rules, so hard that she didn't feel worthy of a treat and she felt made fun of when I asked her to raise her hand before speaking. I'm not one for drama, but I am sensitive and I can remember being in her shoes, I just would have kept it inside, but it's good to know how things we do affect others. I've always been a little outspoken and insensitive or honest as I like to think, but this little girl makes me want to try harder to be a better person. Sorry about the really crappy grammar and punctuations above, but this is my blog and sometimes rules are meant to be broken, right?
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Oh dear it's Feb
Wow, I kind of disappeared from the blogosphere, I kind of liked it but I have so many videos to post. Hudson is hilarious! He not only crawls but has already progressed to thinking he should stand. He climbs up people, and when I try to sit him down he straightens his legs and laughs hysterically, he hangs out with too many big kids. We also discovered him climbing up on his crib inside, so we immediately lowered it. Now he thinks it's a playpen and spends hours examining his new digs.
Here are the photo highlights of the last few weeks.
Hudson loves his daddy's ears!
I couldn't resist when I ran across Hudson's polo!
Hudson and Bighorn sheep the state animal (this is a Bachelor Pad, all male group).
Hudson wooed the ladies at the X-Games.
I'm not sure when there was ever enough snow to build this snow castle in front of Rite Aid but it's been here since we got here. It keeps getting smaller though, it's been in the 40's-50's it feels like spring most days here.
We love this small town, seems everyone wants to make good lasting quality relationships. It probably helps knowing that a. you will probably see each other again, and b. there really isn't anyone else to hang out with.
My nurse at the Drs office, Joy and I started running together, she is AWESOME and knows all the sweet trails, this place is a runner/bikers dream, every single trail is breathtaking and amazing. We ran 8ish miles the other day and I couldn't even tell because it was soooo enjoyable! Our neighbors tell us days and times when they are home and offer their help. The grocery guy takes my groceries to the car for me, and puts them in the trunk. Hudson's Dr hangs out with us and calls us to check on him (he was hoarse and I was concerned because he had been exposed to strep and mono). People just really take time for each other. It's been a bit of an adjustment, I got so used to abbreviating my stories.
On the down side, we are one of 3 people who recycle in our complex and one time I saw the trash man pick up our recycle stuff and toss it in with the trash because the recycle guy missed it.
Speaking of Aspen (X-Games) I saw that Heidi Klum was here before her recent announcement to divorce Seal. I don't think I have an ounce of envy left for famous people, sure they seem beautiful on the big screen but their lives are so sad, I always thought of Heidi as the exception, as someone who really has it all, but as far as I can see, she is just someone looking to fill some void, just like all the other famous people out there. I don't know if they are just constantly looking for the high that comes with new relationships and being adored or what, but I see beauty in commitment and family, not being drooled over on the big screen. Heidi you disappoint me!
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