Trick or Treat

Everyone has posted their fun Halloween festivities and I have yet to do so. I was meaning to do a new post days ago but Ross bought a new processor and we just got Windows 7 so Ross has been spending a lot of time with the computer. And all of our pictures have yet to be transferred (or something like that, I am not nerdy enough to know) to the new computer. So I guess just these 2 pictures will have to do...

A few weeks ago we went and got the kids Halloween pictures taken. It was an interesting experience - but getting a picture of so many young children should always prove to be just that. Anna was super excited to get her picture taken and then in one moment she went all sour on the idea. For about half of the group pictures she has her lips all pursed together and just looks plain mad at the world. Gotta love her mood swings.

She was much happier when it was just her and Evan. If you can't tell, they are the Pink Ladies and Evan and Cooper are supposed to be Greasers. We couldn't find a costume for Evan, but I didn't want him to be the only one in the group picture that was dressed as a monkey or something. I don't think the 'greaser' costume will be his actual costume for tomorrow night.

We have been having fun this week carving pumpkins, making these, and in the end wishing that I would have made these instead. The gum drop spiders weren't nearly as cute - it was hard trying to get so many chow mein noodles to fit in that tiny gumdrop. When I was talking to Annabelle last night about our ward Halloween party tonight and trick or treating tomorrow she got the biggest smile on her face and yelled, 'I feel so excited!'

In other news, Evan had his four month appointment the other day. He is growing well and looking great. He is smiling and laughing more these days. He loves to reach and grab his toys, my hair, the phone I am holding between my ear and shoulder - anything within his reach. He loves to sit up and is still not a big fan of tummy time - though he has rolled over twice now from his tummy to his back. He is still a pretty mellow baby - he didn't even cry when he got his shots at the doctors. Maybe because the circumference of his legs are the same size as mine, who knows?!

weight: 18 lbs 5 oz. 95th percentile
height: 26.75 in. 95th percentile
head: 16.5 in. 50th percentile

Pictures and A Little Help

Yep, the last 3 months have flown by. I had yet to get my sons pictures taken (I am a terrible mother, I know) and it needed to be done. But 3 months is kind of an awkward stage for pictures. Newborns are so squishy, small, mold-able and sleep through everything and 6 month olds have so much personality, they grab their feet and sit on their own - now I know why people intentionally get pictures done at this time.

Well, I missed my newborn opportunity, but I couldn't wait until he was 6 months or I would definitely be missing so much. So I asked my wonderfully talented friend Brynn to come and take some pictures of the lil' guy. Here are some that she sent me - I love them and I can't wait to see the rest. Thanks Brynn :)


Not to mention that my son is about the size of a 6 month old. Seriously. I remember I was always so excited to pack away Anna's clothes when she grew out of them so I could bust out the next set. But Evan has grown so much so quickly that he hasn't even worn all of his 3-6 months clothes yet and they are already getting too small. He will probably get to wear each outfit maybe twice before he will start wearing 6-12 month clothing and that makes me sad.


**It's obvious that I took this picture, not Brynn. But I love this shirt - I bought it cause it totally looks like something Ross would wear :)

It has been a year since I have Annabelle's pictures taken (seriously, I am a slacker, I know) and so Brynn snapped some of her as well. I love love them! I was so happy that she was able to get her real smile and some personality too - it seems to be oozing out more and more these days.



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I Don't Understand

Why my husband has started cooking more frequently than me. Maybe because I don't organize my time well in the evening with two kids? Because of his cooking shows? Because he likes to find new ways to use the veggies from our garden? Either way, I won't complain...


Why the smell from canning salsa lasts for so long? Only to replaced by the smell of canning jalapenos. I am thinking we won't plant so much next year. Who eats canned jalapenos anyway? Ross.


Why Ross took this picture of me and decided it was good enough to keep?


Why endless shrimp lands on our Anniversary (Happy 5 years to us!) every year - hence us going there almost every year as well. And why all of the sudden I am now allergic to shrimp. I probably wasn't supposed to be stealing yummy shrimp from Ross' plate anyway - stupid karma.


Why kids have to get sick? I don't think it should be allowed to have one kid up all night until I have gotten a full nights rest on a regular basis. For heavens sake, I haven't slept through the night in a year now! Annabelle was so tired from being sick and not going down for a nap that day that when I came back downstairs from putting Evan to bed, this is what I found. I don't think she has fallen asleep out of her bed, voluntarily, since she was probably 6 months old.

Why I want to run so badly, but I do. I wish I could run as far and as fast as I used to, I have to keep telling myself it will come with time...eventually. My friend Barb and I ran a 5k last Saturday. My goal was to beat the time from the first 5k after having Annabelle. I ended up achieving my goal and running it in 25:26 (not my best, but I will take it) and taking second in my division. The person who beat me? Barb! Woot! Woot! When I was talking to my mom later that day and mentioned my good news, she asked me if Barb and I were the only ones in our age division. Thanks Jane for the faith. And yes there were 21 people in our division, in case you were skeptical.

Why my sons laugh reminds me of a donkey? Doesn't matter. He makes me smile.