Monday, August 31, 2009

First Foods

Friday, August 28, 2009

Summer dog days

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Haircut

I gave Ethen a haircut last week. Not all 5-month boys need a haircut, but mine did. It was about 2 inches long. I took off approximately an inch, because I was scared I'd massacre it, but I do think it needs more.

Deb, I could really use your services about now. All in all, it looks okay, if you don't check out his neckline.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

1st Day of School

I deleted my last post because I completed the scrapbook page for Maya's first day of school.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

WEEK 32

Friday, August 21, 2009

Week 31

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Nap time

I can get a lot done when I fight the urge to nap when the kids are napping. Maya really needs her naps still. She isn't sleeping too well since we changed her bed so she can climb out. Last night I heard this big thud as she fell out of bed onto our hard floor. She didn't even wake up! Now that is tired! I've got to get her straightened out before school starts for her in a couple weeks.

Hybrid Scrapbooking

Hybrid scrapbooking is combining digital elements along with paper elements. I do like this much better than pure digital, because it gives the page depth. I even broke out my sewing machine despite fears I was going to fry it with the transformer.

I've gotten a lot of pages done lately. Here are a few of my favorites:



Saturday, August 8, 2009

Super Cute

Friday, August 7, 2009

Matterhorn


Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009

The Dreaded PT

I went to the bookstore in Utah to find a potty training book. I don't even know how to approach this, so I needed guidance. I balked at one called, "How to Potty Train in One Day." They really sell copies of that? I wasn't so naiive to think that was an option, and opted for the "Everything About Potty Training Book."

So, today was the day I finally decided I'd get serious with Maya. She has gone a couple of times when it was obvious she had to go, and I'd whisk her away and set her down.

But today I didn't put a diaper on, and told her that she was going to wear her new Dora panties. So, I showed her how to pull them on and off and then we started painting. She got this weird look on her face and ran to the bathroom and went! What? The first time? This can't be how it is supposed to work. Where are all the puddles I'm supposed to clean up?

That did come later, but not quite how I'd expect it to. I made the mistake of letting her watch tv, and of course she was too involved to go to the bathroom, so she did go a couple of times, but no big deal. Just needed to change the underwear.

During the course of the day she went 4 or 5 times and filled up her whole sticker chart! (Now what am I supposed to use for incentive??)

So, when Daddy got home, he was transforming her crib into a day bed so she can crawl out by herself. She snuck away, he heard a flush, and she came back carrying her panties because she couldn't get them back on. Wow, this is really happening! She doesn't even need me to prompt her to go!

So, bedtime comes. I tell her to go before I put a diaper on (I'm not so stupid as to believe she won't wet the bed tonight) and she does!

So I am a believer. It really can happen in one day!

Maybe before I boast, I'll see what tomorrow brings...

July 18-29



Sunday, August 2, 2009

Fishing in Alaska



I'm finally getting around to posting some pictures from Dave's trip to Alaska. He and his dad spent 10 days traveling and enjoying the beautiful wilderness. They arrived in Cordova and spent 4 days in the Wrangell Mountains and 3 days on Prince William Sound. They caught arctic greyling, lake trout, steelhead, sculpin, rockfish, salmon, but unfortunately no halibut.

They saw moose, black bears, grizzlies, bald eagles, otters, and seals. While they were admiring the glacier, portions would crack off and fall into the river.

They stayed in isolation which was only accessible by float plane, which was a floating cabin on the sound.

For more adventures, ask Bob or Dave. They'd love to tell you about it.