Monday, July 29, 2013
A whole lot of pictures with no common tie, so here they all are.
E snuggled up outside our door one night when we told her to just go back to bed.
Speaking of violins, after watching some orchestra stuff on tv, Winston got an old cardboard tube (normally his drumsticks) and used it on his ukulele as a bow. Clever boy.
Cute girl in the sun, playing hide and seek with her fun neighbor Charlotte.
Winston, tattooing himself in the back seat of the car. Egads, not yet.
Eleanor, egging him on.
Snuggling with grandpa Tom.
Another car ride, somewhere. There's a lot of "Take my picture, mom!" When we drive.
With our new bubble machine!
"HEEEeeyyy MooooOOOM!" He greets everyone in our family several times a day as if he has been lost at sea for months and is just seeing you again.
Trying to stomp them down.
Aww, loves and drinking from the hose. Ugh. Funny boy, one day in early spring he was out with my dad watering the flowers when Winston takes a drink from the hose and enthusiastically says, "Mmmmmm! Dewishus!" Hose water, delicious. It's one of his favorite words. It's actually a word I used to hate as an old roommate would call her boyfriend "delicious" to his face. She would say it all slow, like she was trying to be sexy, and I would gag every time. Since then, I don't like the word applied to non-food items. Now Winston is single handily making it a word I adore.
Playing with playdough. She makes the cutest little creatures and people.
Dressing up at Allie's.
Sharing a frosty with Allie.
Dressing up in his favorite cape and helmet.
Asking me to take her picture with her hat on. Ok.
Winston rocking a mohawk in the tub.
I got him out, dried off and in pajamas, ready for bed. Then I worked on Eleanor. She hopped out without draining the tub and so when I went in to drain it I found this. Aaaaarrrgh. Start all over!
Oh, did he think he was clever.
Sometime in early June I burned the crap out of my leg. We were making turkeys in two separate roasters (we don't mess around) and they were set up in the sun-room to be out of the way. I accidentally leaned against one while putting something away and got second degree burns. It killed! This picture is taken about 5 days later after the blisters had torn off. Ugh. Anytime I get the tiniest burn, I just ache for the poor people who have had severe burns. Fire is so scary. Anyhow, my lame burn looks exactly the same now, nearly two months later. It's just purple instead of pink. My friend asked if I had had a tattoo removed. Ha. Not quite that cool. Just bumped into turkey.
Cute kids enjoying the back yard pool.
Eleanor and her funny faces.
And my favorite shot of the year, so far. These two cuties looking so hot out in the pool. Glasses add instant attitude.
In April, I went with Julie down to Price to watch her perform a solo in the farewell concert of her former college choir professor, Russell Wilson. It was quite an honor for her to be asked, he's been teaching for nearly 30 years and has had a lot of amazing singers over the years. Especially when you consider she graduated from CEU nearly 16 years ago. She was phenomenal. I forget how great of a singer she is, as she rarely has opportunities to perform. It was a great evening!
We've known each other since we were 14 and have been best friends since we were 15.
And here is my super-crappy taping of her solo. Hand video is just lame. Oh well, she sounds amazing.
On May 30th we had a sweet mini gathering of as many of our Michigan friends we could find in Utah that week. It started with darling Ashley getting together with Valerie, and me somehow inviting myself along, and then quickly spreading the word. Sadly, we still missed a few- either I didn't know they were in Utah or they had just had a baby (What up, Jamie!), but even still, we had a nice gathering and a great time. Ashley generously let us gather at her place. Her apartment complex has a cool little playground that we enjoyed until it started raining and then we moved inside for lunch. It was soooo good to see everyone again! It made me homesick for all of these friendships that defined the previous three years of our life. These are the babies who were born when E was born, when Win was born. These are kids I've known since the day they were born. So much love in the air, it was a little overwhelming at first, but oh so good for the soul!
( I'm not using last names, but my blog is public, so if you want your child's name removed, please let me know and I'll remove it right away!)
I loved seeing little friends reunited! Daxton and Dean, blond as could be!
Wells and Benny!
Benny Blue Eyes!
Eleanor and Grant (and Winston and Bennett in the background). I love these kids!
Jane and Lila, it's so fun to see these girls that were newborns when we moved.
Benett, Grant and Eleanor. Stupid Canada. (I actually love Canada, but Toronto is where Angela had to move, so... stupid Canada.)
He's kind of still MY boyfriend, but I try to not act jealous when he hugs E.
Zach, Ainsley and Robbie.
The moms! And our hilarious attempts at self timers with children wiggling in and out of the picture.
The mom's, from left going counter clockwise: Ruth, Emily, Ashley, Tiffany, Me, Angela, Valerie and Jody.
Little princesses, all together again. Eliza, Nora, Eleanor, Ainsley, Ellie, Kate and Emmaline.
Emmaline, Eliza, Ellie, Kate, Ainsley, Eleanor and Nora.
And Grant, Zach and Benny.
It took us a while to officially get in the car. The kids were being good waiting for us to stop talking, from left: Grant, Bennett, Eleanor (who is DISTRAUGHT over something), Ainsley, Winston, Zach and Emmaline.
She starts to calm down...
... a little more...
...and then, oh my gosh! She's fine! Drama Queen!
The only bad part of the day (besides leaving) was when Winston did his usual "walk directly in front of the swing-set" trick. He does it ALL THE TIME and it makes me bonkers. Usually he does a miraculous Mr. Magoo type of thing and narrowly misses being clocked by feet by mere centimeters. Well, not this time. He walked right in front of a gal on the swing and got knocked back onto the sand. Luckily, she was barefoot and weighed about 30 pounds soaking wet, but he still got a good bonk. I gathered him up and he started throwing up everything he had eaten all day. Mostly Cheetos, don't judge. The other luck is that two of my friends have husbands who are doctors. One in ER and one who is neurology. They talked us through it and all was well, he was totally fine in a few minutes and there were no lasting effects. Yay. Look forward to his second concussion adventure when I get around to blogging our zoo visit. Poor Winston!
Eleanor is your typical little girl. She loves princesses, Barbies, dolls, decorating (She takes her hair bows and puts them all over the house and says she's decorating.) dressing up in her fanciest clothes etc...etc... So I was always surprised that when we went to the library she inexplicably asked for only dinosaur books. I found some dinosaur shows too and now she has a healthy love of all things prehistoric as well as "mall". Finally, the lazy mother inside me got guilted into taking her down to the dinosaur museum at BYU. I mean, it's free. What exactly was my excuse? And it's delightful! I had never been myself, so it was a fun little trip. We left Win napping at home with Clayton so we need to go back with him sometime soon. Well, as soon as I can manage him not climbing the exhibits.
Here is E showing how big that dinosaur thigh bone is. At least I think it's a thigh bone, she wasn't terribly interested in the placards that explained everything.
"Ha ha mom! He's still smiling!" (Her actual words.)
Cute and so edible.
I told her to look scared. She complied.
Fun little outing, definitely worth going to if you are in Provo!