hot dates

Sometimes Josh and I go on hot dates on the weekend.

Other times I fall asleep on the couch while he takes my blood pressure 10 times for practice.

Other times I fall asleep on the couch while he watches TMNT II

Other times I fall asleep on the couch while he plays Cabela's Big Game Hunter on the Wii.

I'm not quite sure who to blame all the lameness on. Thomas's fault for needing to go to sleep so early? My fault for falling asleep within 15 seconds of becoming horizontal? Or Josh's fault for thinking blood pressure, turtles and fake hunting count as hot dates?

One thing I love about my dentist

One thing I love about my dentist is that when I show up for my 10am appointment at 9:51 he has me in the chair with a needle in my gums by 9:52.

I've never ever waited in his waiting room. And that's worth loving.

Did you notice the pages?

Blogger in draft now allows pages. (across the top of the blog "blog" "All About Josh" etc.)

Very cool eh?

So if you're bored (and only if you're bored) you can read more than you ever wanted to know about this family. Fun huh?

The best part is that will never go away. So there's no rush. Just parooz at your own convenience, that's right, they're perma-posts!

So much potential!

The Sounds of Silence

After rocking and pacing and singing and holding and loving and cuddling and rocking some more with my (adorable) screaming child for the past hour, I am currently (finally) enjoying the sounds of silence.

I sit in the rocking chair in his room and listen.

I listen to the clock tick. With each tick tock tick tock he's been peaceful for 1 second longer.

I listen to the dishwasher drying the dishes. The utensils settle into themselves clanking together a bit.

I listen to the furnace start up and slowly spread the warmth through our home.

I listen to the grunt of a baby. I can almost hear his muscles relaxing one at a time. Slowly his body calms and eventually it will fall asleep.

I listen to the squeak of my rocking chair. Back and forth back and forth back and forth.

When it's painfully apparent that I'm the loudest one in the room, I slowly sneak out, leaving Thomas to his dreams. Ready to start my own.

Camera face

This is Thomas' regular camera face:

I think he's not quite sure what that thing is, or why his mother holds it ALL DAY LONG.

This is Thomas' "mom is so funny" face:

It requires a stealth sneak attack and some serious distraction.

This is Thomas' "whoa what was that flash" face:

I think it's more "interested" than "afraid". Josh thinks it's "wow I'm blind"....meh what does he know?

One thing I love about my husband is.....

One thing I love about my husband is that he can make my baby smile (and now giggle!) pretty much any time he wants.

And there's nothing sweeter than watching my big boy grin because my little boy is grinning.

Wow. Just plain wow.

What kind of parent would I be if there were NO bathtub pictures? Just sayin'.

"Guys. There is something very interesting going on over there....please stop trying to get me to play in the tub, I'm clearly busy categorizing this new discovery."

"I can't believe you've never showed me conditioner before! This is better than watching paint dry."

Making dinner is boring

Sometimes while Thomas is helping me make dinner (chicken cacciatore....you're jealous) he falls asleep.

OK really he hasn't done this since he was teeny tiny (that was a long time ago in case you were wondering...) but today he did again, and I'm pretty sure it's the sweetest thing he's done all day long.

One things I love about living in Utah

One things I love about living in Utah, is that once the smog clears and the inversion is over (hip! hip! hooray!!! I don't care if it is only temporary.) it looks like this outside.

Mmmmm......Utah.......

Did you know?

Did you know that after 1.5 hours of chatting with my visiting teachers I was still sorry to see them go? At least I know they'll be back next month. (Right? You're not going to abandon me just because I talked at you for an hour and a half are you? Nikki? Jessica? Are you out there?!?!?!?!)

Did you know that Thomas loves books? We read tiny little cardboard books 2-3 times a day before naps/bed. He is totally enthralled with them and nothing makes me happier. He doesn't even eat them, he just looks where I'm pointing and dutifully pays attention. My baby is a genius.

Did you know that even though my child is everything I ever wanted (and more) I still reserve the right to be driven totally crazy and wish he'd just. STOP. CRYING!!!!! Just because I knew it'd be hard and wanted it anyway doesn't mean it's not hard.


Did you know that a sneeze leaves your mouth at over 600 MPS and "goes" 3 feet? Unless google lies....yes I googled that, I was curious.

Did you know that the Secretary isn't supposed to conduct or teach Relief Society? Sa-weeet! :)

Did you know that the church is less than a mile from my house and we have yet to walk to church? Sad. Maybe when the weather is nice for like 2 days.....if one of those days is a Sunday.....and we're not late.....and I can talk Josh into it.....Yeah....not gonna happen, I may as well give up now.

Did you know that the zipper is probably the best invention of all time? Well maybe right after the onesie. Or maybe it's a toss-up. I don't really know, what I do know is that the button on the baby clothes is definitely not the best invention of all time.

Did you know I can get ready in 45 minutes if that's all I'm doing? I'm talking ready-ready. Showered, hair dried, makeup on (even lip gloss!), dressed, shoes, ALL of it. Who knew?!?!

Fearless

I'm not. He is.

When we do our "sit......stand!" routine he has just started letting go of my fingers. During the stand part.

Not because he has exceptional balance.

Not because he's able to stand on his own.

Just because he's fearless.

He does the same thing when sitting up.

Rather than defaulting to the "folded in half toe-sucking" position (which I think we can all agree is the safest bet), he tries to sit straight up and wobbles all over the place. Generally I'm there with him and I catch him as he throws his body back in an apparent attempt to slam his head THROUGH the floor.

Maybe if I let him fall back one time he'd stop the madness?

On the plus side, at least he's striving for good posture.

Dear Treadmill, I hate your stinkin' guts

Listen, I hate treadmills because they beep at me too much:

"put your hands on"
"take your hands off"
"adjusting speed because you don't know how fast you wanna go"
"adjusting incline because you don't know how high you wanna climb"
"put your hands back on"
"blah blah blah blah"

Maybe I'm a control freak but I hate the idea of the machine being the boss of my jog, call me crazy but it bugs.

That being said, I ditched my precious elliptical (which I have lovingly named "Bonnie" - doesn't that seem like a good name for a faithful friend?) tonight and got on the treadmill ("Gene" - doesn't that seem like a good name for something ultra-lame?) instead.

I did it because it seems that the healthiest people I know prefer the treadmill (Hi Jillian and Bob!), so (since nobody was watching) I thought I'd give it another chance.

It wouldn't let me run, then it wouldn't let me walk, and it had me stuck at that stupid awkward pace where it's not fast enough to merit a jog but if I try to walk I will fall off.

Then it beeped at me for not holding the things (which are relatively useless anyway right?) and then it beeped at me for holding them while I was running (which is "not recommended"). So why did you tell me to hold them in the first place? Stupid Gene.

So I'm left wondering - what's the deal with the treadmill love affair? Why do people like it? What makes it better than the elliptical? Why wouldn't I completely abandon it and go crawling back to Bonnie begging for forgiveness for cheating on her with something as horrible as Gene? What am I missing here?

The weekend of bliss...

For some reason Josh was in no major hurry to get to work this morning.

He slept in with me until 7:30.

We both had a chance to shower and get ready while Thomas was still asleep. And by "get ready" I mean showered and dressed. In clothes - not a bathrobe. Let's not get too carried away what with hair and makeup.

Then when Thomas woke up we sat around listening to good music because my sister gave us money at Amazon for mp3 downloads. We had to choose wisely so we didn't squander our gift which means we spent at last half an hour listening to the first 10 seconds of some of our favorite songs and buying the best ones. Love Story meets Viva La Vida, Fireflies (which I have named as best weird song of 2009), and Somewhere Over the Rainbow to name a few.

Josh is now at work and Thomas is back in bed for his nap. (I literally rocked with him for less than 60 seconds and put him down and he's out like a light.)

If this is any indication of how my weekend will be, you'll have to pry it from my cold dead fingers and force me to start the next week.

One thing I love about being a stay at home mom

One thing I love about being a stay at home mom is that I didn't get out of bed until 10 today. 


And I did it on purpose. 


And I'm not sick.


Just tired.


And lazy.

MLK Rerun

Remember last year when I loved Martin Luther King?

This year I sorta think he stinks. Josh is at work and Thomas and I are at home. Just like every other day.

I literally locked myself in my closet for 15 minutes this morning because it's the only place I couldn't hear the screaming.

Thomas woke up at 4:30 and said good morning in a "waaaaa waaaaa WAAAAAAA AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" kind of way.

Even though "I'm not that kind of girl" I went running at 5:30.

Unlike last year the laundry will never be done and I don't care if my bed never gets made again. As long as it's there for me to sleep in tonight I couldn't care less what it does during the day.

As for free fake holidays I think I'll spend mine planning a road trip to California. Because today when we went to get the mail I realized that Thomas has no idea what sunshine is. And that's just wrong.

Did you know?

Did you know that I'm the new Relief Society Secretary in my ward?

Did you know that my baby not only "sleeps through the night" but also sleeps through the real night too? I know it's a big deal to get 6 hours of sleep in a row, but when I'm waking up in the hours when nobody else is awake it just doesn't count. 

Did you know that even though Santa has the worst handwriting I've ever seen (we won't even talk about his grammar & spelling), his letters stay proudly displayed on my fridge longer than anything else? It's because they make me smile every time I see them.

Did you know that elephants are the only animals with 4 knees?

Did you know I own a CD of nothing but different versions of Pachelbel's Cannon? It's called '74 minutes of heaven' because that's what it sounds like. My brother-in-law Clint made fun of me for it, but it turns out I'm not the only one with a CD like that.

Did you know that I haven't been running since I went back to work and Josh went back to school? I'd like to say "this will be the week" but with Josh in school again that would require getting OUT OF BED long before the sun comes up and we all know I'm just not that kind of girl.

More on "the new normal"

It's now more normal for me to sit in a rocking chair than in the car.

I know because I'm currently sitting in the car and I just keep leaning back waiting for the seat to recline but it doesn't happen because I haven't lifted the handle.

I like the new normal.

non-nap

This is called my "I'm too cute to nap" face. I bust it out at least 3 times per day - and my mom falls for it EVERY time! Ha ha....suckah!!!!!

Napping

Listen, don't judge me for letting him sleep in our bed OK?

Just enjoy how cute he is with me.

See? Don't you feel better now?

Rolling: In photographs

This is Thomas on his tummy.

This is Thomas on his side. Where he got stuck for like 5 minutes. As you can see he loves being on his side.

This is Thomas's "hey I can roll over!" face.

Also we thought about replacing that missing hand with a hook, but since he can't really say "arrrgggg" and we don't want to adopt a parrot it seemed sorta pointless.