Fun times with Cousins

We just got back from a wonderful visit to Cali. Man, I love warm weather in the month of November.

Easton was in love with his cousins. As evidenced by this little pic.


Normally I post this stuff on Easton's blog, but I definitely needed to move that last post down. (insert sad face)

Because we are alumni of a certain school located in Provo

Ronnie asked that I post this:

You can bet we will be in front of a television on Saturday at 4pm. (If only we could be there in person!)

Easton with the Walker-Pusher Thingy

Easton is getting more and more mobile (and I'm not quite sure how I feel about that).

In the past, he would play with the toys on the walker, or stand with it, or take one step as it got away from him, but last night something clicked.

He was cruising.

We played this game for a good half hour. He would run across the too-small living room and run into something. I would turn him around and he would take off in the opposite direction.

And now the proof.

Sympathy Pains

We all remember how Ronnie had knee surgery about a month ago.

Well, starting last weekend, I got sympathy pains.

A little late to be effective, I know.

So now my knee is swollen, sore and in general a big, fat, pain in the bum (Not literally of course. It's my knee).

The worst part is that I have NO idea how it happened.

I got nothing.

But since I try to be the ever-optimist, I'll share the one good thing that has come out of all of this.

I shaved my legs for church on Sunday morning

and didn't miss a SINGLE hair*.

See, swollen knees are good for something.

P.S. I don't think this has ever, EVER happened before.

Rah-Rah-RahRahRah

We were invited by our good friends to go to the BYU vs. CSU game a few weeks ago. I was nervous about the weather (it being the first of November and all), but it turned out to be a perfect night. T-shirts for the first half, sweatshirts for the last half.

A big bonus was the win!

All of us: Me, Ronnie, Jared and Ashley

Me and Ronnie.

Go Cougs!

Backtracking

I fall asleep fast.

I mean REALLY fast.

There have been times when Ronnie and I are having a conversation, I say something, he says something and before he has finished his sentence I am gone.

So those times when I have to actually lay in bed and think about how I want to be sleeping drive me crazy!

Last night it happened.

Prayers, scriptures, etc. I get into bed, turn off the lights.....and lay there.

I switch positions.....and still lay there.

After what seemed like e.tern.i.ty I opened my eyes to look at the clock.

12 minutes.

(Have I mentioned that I'm not very patient?)

During those 12 minutes, my mind was all over the place (I hope I'm not the only one who does that). After some time I realized that I was somewhere way different than where I had started and so I decided to see if I could backtrack my thoughts. How exactly did I get from "I can't sleep" to "Old friends who used to live across the alley?"

And now, for your reading pleasure I give you--my thought process:

I can't sleep
I hope Easton sleeps through the night again tonight
Babies are great
Alayna better start sleeping better
Thanksgiving will be fun--I can see her!
Easton had better perform for the family
Grandma and Grandad are just going to eat him up
I miss them
I miss them differently than when they are on their missions
Someday I want to go to Houston where they served
Don't I have someone I know who lives in Houston?
Oh yeah, my old friend from across the alley, David B.

And now I challenge you to backtrack a train of thought it your mind. You might find it to be fun! (or weird...but that would mean that I am weird, so I'm pretty sure it will be fun)

A sign

that it has been a long day:

When you allow your 11 month old son to repeatedly hit* you in the face while you lie on the floor just because it is entertaining him and it means you don't have to move.

At least today is a new day.

*Luckily those "hits" feel more like love taps.

11 months

I can't believe it.

Easton is getting to be more and more fun. And cuter and cuter (if I do say so myself).

He is now saying ball (ba), yay, mama, dada (sometimes), and nononono (which is what I say when ever he is getting into trouble). Coincidentally, he thinks anything electronic is called a nononono. Oh well, we'll fix that later.

He flirts with everyone at church, by smiling at them, then burying his face in my shoulder. Repeat that about 100 times and you get the picture. Everybody just eats it up though.

He is still attached to his binky and for now, that is just fine with me. In fact, he found the extra one in the diaper bag (still in its protective case) and tried to suck on it for a few minutes (pictures below).

He was a little frustrated that he couldn't hold it in his mouth without his hands. I liked it because it was 10 minutes of entertainment!

A little pocket change never hurt anybody

I know that most of you probably read the amazing DesignMom blog, and if you do you have already heard about this (my apologies).

YouData

A company that pays you to listen/click through advertising!

I know, it's a dream come true.

You aren't going to get rich off of it, but if you have a few minutes, you can make a little bit (perhaps enough for that item you are coveting on Etsy?)

I spent 10 minutes today and made $3.83.

Try it out.

Another first--a Haircut!

Easton doesn't have a lot of hair. I'm man (or actually woman) enough to admit that. But what he does have was getting very shaggy around the ears, neck and forehead. So on Sunday, we took some scissors to it. (this proved to be much more difficult than I thought)

After it was all done, this is what the highchair looked like.

And here is our newly cut and trimmed little guy.

And now, a video for your pleasure.

Look who figured out how to make the stupid embedding thing work!

Easton reads

Not really, but the interest is beginning. I'm pretty sure that if we took out his binky, he would totally be saying the words to "Little Boy Blue."

Or not.



I'm going to try and embed the video but since I do not have any success with that, here is the link as well.

Swimming Lessons

This fall, Easton and I took a Mommy and Me swim class. It really got him used to the water and is something we will do again!

They always started class with back floats, which most kids hate. You can clearly see how Easton felt about them.
After he was off of his back, he was a happy camper.

Even hamming it up for Daddy.

We practiced jumping off. Here he is pre-jump.

And here he is coming up out of the water.

Taking a little break for some pictures again.

We also worked on "scooping." They go under the water again, but it is a forward motion in the water.

Right after a successful scoop.

At the end of class the kids go up to the "beach" of the pool and get to play around.

Easton loved the water and loved getting to hang out with his best friend Brinley and his little pal T.J. (not pictured)!