Easton Helps

I made Ronnie blow out "2010" candles at dinner the night of gradution.  Easton was more than willing to help.

Help blow:

Help cheese:

Help eat:

And generally be cute:

Kendree's Blessing

Later in the evening after graduation, we blessed little Kendree Rae.

I'll warn you that there are about one million (or over 100) pictures of the event.  I narrowed them down, I really did, but there are still a lot.  You've been warned.

I had plans to bless Kendree in the dress I was blessed in, but when you wait to bless your daughter until she is thisclose to three months old, she goes and gets bigger than a newborn.  Imagine!  Luckily, Grandma Cali and Aunt Kari found this gorgeous dress in California and brought it out (Laramie doesn't have so many shops that specialize in this kind of thing).

The circle: Uncle Gordon, Grand Dad, Grandpa Cali, Uncle Adam, Uncle Dan, Ronnie, Grandpa Wyo, Steve, Tucker and the Bishop.

Ronnie did a fantastic job on the blessing.  Easton even allowed me to listen to the entire thing while he happily doodled on a piece of paper.  My dad was holding Kendree's head during the blessing and as they got started, she was getting a little fussy.  My dad said that he opened his eyes (because her head was slipping and he needed to make sure it wasn't going to flop) and as Ronnie started talking, she calmed right down, her eyes got really big and she just started looking from one face to the next around the circle.  It was as if she knew something special was happening.

Kendree laying on the gorgeous blanket that Grammy made for her.

Law school friends: Tucker, Laura, Ronnie, Kendree, Me, Lindsey and Steve

4 generations! Me, Grandma Great, Kendree and Grandma Wyo.

Family photo (Buzz and Woody included, of course)

Grandma and Grandpa Wyo, Ronnie, Kendree and Me.

The Wyo family: Erica, Grandm and Grandpa, Ad-man, Jord-man, Easton, Ronnie, Me, Kendree and Sassy.

The Cali Family: Grandma, Grandpa, Alex, Alisa, Kari, Easton, Ronnie, Kendree and Me.

Grandma and Grandpa Cali, Ronnie, Kendree and Me.

Grandma-Great, Kendree and Grand Dad

Uncle Dan and Little Alayna.  They didn't make it into any of the group shots 'cuz Alayna was having a rough day.  We kept her up past her normal nap time, and then woke her up early for the blessing.  Poor thing!

And lest you think all of our pictures come out so wonderful, just know that more than one of our family pictures had this quality to it!

Gotta love 2 year olds!

Some people require pictures as proof

and just in case you are one of those people, here are pictures to prove that Ronnie has, in fact, graduated (never mind that he is still waiting on grades, etc).

Kendree Laughs!

Kendree was laying in my parent's pack 'n play last night and my mom pushed the swinging bear head on the toy bar.
Kendree loved it!
Of course, I missed the first and best laughs, but we caught some of it on tape. Those darn hiccups keep getting in her way as well.

Not shown: the 8 of us all standing around silently, willing her to keep going. :)

We are excellent hosts

Ronnie's family is in town from Southern California for the graduation celebrations this weekend.
We spent several days brainstorming on how best to welcome them after their 17 hour drive.

This is what we came up with:

Are we the best, or what?

It's the end of an ERA!

(said just like Monica on that one Friends episode)

You see this guy right here?

It's his birthday today.  The big 2-9.  Happy Birthday babe!

Not only that, but as I type this, he is taking his last. final. of. law. school.

We thought this day might never come.

My mom and I were reminising about the week of law school orientation and how Ronnie came home very discouraged and told me he didn't think he could do law school.  I promptly replied "Oh yes you can!"  and look at us now. 

Three years of school?  check
Two kids? check (not that that one was actually on a "to-do" list)
A job? check
A great experience overall?  Double check

I'm so proud of you.  Proud for the work you put in. The late nights, the early mornings and everything in between.  Proud of the daddy, husband, and person that you are.  Proud to be your wife.

Now, let's shout hooray!

We did it! (that one I like to imagine in the voice that Elle Woods uses at the end of Legally Blonde).

Randomness

Easton sometimes likes to hang out in Kenny's bassinet.  He's not supposed to, but I couldn't resist a picture.  (I'm clearly still learning how to effectively discipline).  :)

And here's a few shots of Kenny herself in the bassinet (not taken at the same time as the above picture).

My kid is normal

I've mentioned before that Easton is an incredibly clean child.  He hates being dirty.  Hates anything on his hands or face or feet.

I thought that I may be able to avoid some of the "classic" kid problems because of this. 

Turns out I was dead wrong.

I should have known when he was coloring quietly for almost the entire time I was feeding Kendree.

We thought that the legs were the extent of it, until we went over to wash him off and discovered this:

No toe was left unmarked.

At least he's thorough.

Don't you just love Sundays?

Aside from the fact that your kids never nap like they normally do, or that you have to start another week the next day, or that it just means that you have to explain to your 2 year old for the next 6 days that it is not the day for church.

But if we ignore all of that, we can get precious family moments like this:

And father son moments like this (note the left over faux hawk):

and that's what makes Sundays the best.