Cutest Little Pumpkin

We took Adam to a pumpkin patch today.  Obviously this was more for our benefit than his – we could have taken him and the camera to the produce section of our grocery store and he’d never have known the difference. It was a neat place though.  I’m sure if he’d been a couple years older he’d have had a lot of fun, he could have gotten some play time in – instead of just having his mean parents set up ridiculous poses and laugh at him.

I did take him inside the engine of this wooden train.  It was a pain to get in (literally).  I’m pretty sure it’s not meant for anyone over four feet tall.  The bruise on my sore right knee is proof.

And Dave showed him the sheep (plural), goats, and cow (singular).

Then we started the torture by camera portion of our visit. The little dude was on the fence as far as how he felt about this – ha ha – on the fence.  I crack myself up.

Sticking the poor kid in this planter was all his daddy’s idea. I would never do such a thing to him! He’s first in line to care for me in my old age – plus someone had to hold the camera.

Doesn’t it look like he just hopped out of Super Mario Brothers 3? He’s way cuter than that mustached plumber though.

Next we tried getting a nice picture of him with a pumpkin – you know, the whole reason we were there? Having him lean on the pumpkin worked out okay for a couple of minutes.  This kid is a squirmer though and so it wasn’t long before he fell off to the side.

So then we tried to prop him up against this cornstalk.  I thought it would be a nice picture.  Adam disagreed….loudly.

I did get a good photo though – thanks to Dave for setting up the pumpkins. We had him wedged in there pretty securely to keep him from tipping over in any direction.

The place we went to also had a hayride and a cornfield maze.  We passed on the hayride but did spend a little time in the maze. I tried telling Adam if he built it, they would come – but he just look at me like I was crazy. I get that look from him a lot – I can’t wait until we hit the teenage years.

We did get a nice picture of the three of us too – on the first try even.   Of course by this point Adam had lost interest in the pumpkin patch and his camera happy parents and decided a nap was a better way to spend his time.

And for the record, we didn’t end up getting a pumpkin.  So I guess we failed as far as that mission is concerned.  Oh well – there’s always the produce section…

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3 Years

I’ve been extremely negligent at updating this site. I keep thinking about how much catching up I have to do and avoiding it. But yesterday was our 3rd Anniversary and I think that deserves a post (we’ll ignore the fact that Adam hasn’t gotten any blog time yet and he definitely deserves it).

Speaking of our little dude, he had his 2 month doctor’s visit yesterday. I can’t believe how big he’s getting. According to the doc he’s in the 50th percentile for his length, weight, and head size. He’s 23 inches long, weighs 11 pounds 11 ounces, and his melon is 40 cm around. That’s our little mister average.

Yesterday’s trip also included four immunizations – three of them were in shot form. Adam was not impressed. He’s been a little under the weather since then. He’s got a slight fever and has been sleeping a lot more than normal. Hopefully by this weekend he’ll be back to his normal happy self. Right now he and Dave are snuggling on the couch next to me. I am so in love with our little family.

That picture is a month old.  I can’t believe how much bigger the little guy is now.  He just gets cuter and cuter every day.  About three weeks ago he started smiling and it’s the best thing ever.  I love seeing his big, gummy grin. Dave and I are truly blessed to get to parent this adorable, sweet boy.

Oh, and Happy Anniversary (a day late) Dave. ♥♥♥  I love you.

30 Weeks (well, 30 Weeks and 3 Days if you want to get technical)




I think I looked cuter at 20 weeks. Here I just look tired and my hair is dumb.

You can tell I’m letting it grow longer again – it’s at the weird “I like to flip up in different directions stage right now”. Or maybe it’s the “Sandy failed girl and doesn’t know how to use a blow dryer or do her own hair”. I blame that on my mother – thanks mom.

Actually I probably could learn to use a blow dryer and hair products if I really wanted to. I do own a blow dryer (I think) and I’ve read the instructions for use (don’t use in the shower or bathtub) but my hair is really thick (that’s my dad’s fault) and my arms get tired. Plus, I’m really not that coordinated and always end up getting my hair sucked in to the blow dryer or tangled in the brush.

I’m just waiting for it to get long enough for a ponytail. Then I’ll be set. I can handle a ponytail.

Cherish

This figurine was the first thing I saw when I got home from work last night. Dave gave it to me as an “almost” Mother’s Day gift, since I’m “almost” a mom. He is amazing and I am a very lucky girl.

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Perhaps the most amazing thing about this gift is that Dave can’t stand these figurines. He thinks the faceless people are creepy. But he still got it for me because he knows I like them and it would make me happy. Now I just have to keep him from drawing faces on them with a marker (he has threatened this in the past).

What’s Your Guess?

I thought this looked like fun.

I already know Dave says “boy” and mom and grandma Elsa are voting “girl”.



Oh, and I know I haven’t posted any Grand Canyon pictures. I am not even going to commit to a date to get those up here. I am apparently really terrible at that. It’s a good thing I’m cute.

Hot Damn!

The first touristy thing we did while in Vegas was visit the Hoover Dam. I honestly wasn’t expecting it to be so dam(n) impressive. Ha ha. The damn/dam jokes never get old. At least not to me. If you get annoyed by them that’s just too dam(n) bad. Ha! See what I mean?

Anyway, without further ado (since I’m already a day late with this post) here’s the Dam a la Hoover.


Did you know the dam crosses the Arizona/Nevada border? When it’s not daylight savings time you actually change time zones driving across the dam. Arizona doesn’t observe daylight savings time though, so when we were there both states were on the same time. We were in Arizona when that photo was taken.

This picture looks similar to the last one, but we’re in it – which automatically makes it better….or something. I have to include this though because the picture was so hard to get. I think Dave tried 4 or 5 different times. The first couple of times his head was blocking the dam. We did have no less than 4 friendly folks offer to take the picture for us. Each time we had to explain that we always do the self-portraits.


Then we did decide we’d like someone to actually take a photo of us and there was no one around. Okay, there were people around, but they were all busy or scary. So Dave took a picture of me, I took a picture of him, and then cheated and merged the two together in Photoshop. It’s a secret – no one will know. Okay, you know. But you probably wouldn’t have if I hadn’t told you. And if you would have I don’t want to hear it.


We were able to go on a tour of the power plant as well. That’s where we saw these big huge hydroelectric generators. The baby was not a fan of the power plant tour. It was too loud and the vibrations annoyed the kid. He (or she) was kicking like crazy. Or maybe it wasn’t caused by annoyance and the baby is going to be ultra-nerdy like Dave and Kurt (sorry Kurt) and really likes this kind of stuff.


It really was an amazing place to visit. I’ll leave you with one last bit of dam trivia. There were 112 deaths associated with the construction of the dam. One story says that the first person to die in the construction of Hoover Dam (or Boulder Dam as it was originally known) was J. G. Tierney, a surveyor who drowned while looking for the perfect spot for the dam. His son, Patrick, was the last man to die working on the dam, 13 years to the day later.

For the record, I meant “ultra-nerdy” as a compliment. I heart nerds.

Late again – surprise

I still haven’t posted any pictures of our trip to Vegas or the Grand Canyon. I’m putting that on my to do list for tomorrow. To tide you over until then though, I do have a picture of the three of us from Saturday night. Stacy took it for us after the Easter Vigil mass.


We’re pretty cute – I know. Ignore Dave’s shiny forehead. He was confirmed at that mass and the grease is from the oil they anointed him with – so it’s a holy shine.

Happy Birthday Dave!

We’re currently in Las Vegas celebrating Dave’s birthday – which is actually today!! So Happy Birthday Dave!! Check out the adorableness that was Dave, in 1978.



One thing you can’t see in that photo are his dimples. Man, I hope our kids end up with those.



Happy Birthday Dave! I love you!!

20 Week Ultrasound

Yesterday’s ultrasound went really well. They were able to see everything they needed to and it all looks good – two arms, eyes, legs and one nose and mouth. Exactly what we ordered 🙂

They also said that the baby is measuring about a week further along that their original estimate. If that’s true then it gives me an estimated due date of July 26.

Woo hoo. I can’t wait until this baby gets here.

This is Dave’s favorite printout from the ultrasound. He thinks it looks exactly like a little baby all curled up (which is good, since that’s what it is).


Personally, I think it’s sort of confusing to look at – so I labeled it for you. Aren’t I nice?



This one is my favorite. I will not be labeling it – if you need help figuring it out let me know.



For a good chunk of time during the ultrasound I felt like I was looking at one of those magic eye posters that were so popular in the 90s. You know the type – where you have let your eyes go out of focus to see the hidden sailboat or giraffe or whatever. Dave got pretty good at figuring out what he was looking at on the screen. I would normally figure out what we were looking at just in time for the tech to move.

Next, I’m going to show you the absolute cutest little legs. I love how the little baby knees are all scrunched up there. C’mon, say it with me….awww….


Would you like to see the world’s most adorable elbow? Because I can show it to you.



Wasn’t that just the sweetest little elbow?

This last shot was a little creepy (see, I’m not one of those people that thinks everything about their kid is 100% perfect). Okay, I really do think that, but it’s okay, I’m allowed.



What do you see? I had to have the tech explain it to me. This is what we’re looking at:



Isn’t that just the most wonderful little fist?