Go Fly A Kite

Yes Camryn did get a kite for Christmas thanks to Santa and Amazon.com, but I quickly realized that my kite problems were not over...oh no....they had only just begun! Every day since Christmas Cami has wanted to fly her kite. Three year olds don't realize that you need the weather to cooperate with you in order to play with this particular Christmas present. So, I did my best to explain to her the concept of wind and that we can tell it's windy when the trees start to move. Camryn would look out the window just waiting for the trees to move and if so much as a leaf fluttered she would run to find me yelling through the house, "THE TREES ARE MOVING, THE TREES ARE MOVING!" I would then have to stop whatever I was doing and assess the tree movement then break the news to her that it was not quite windy enough for a kite. However, prayers were answered and Arizona finally had a breezy day...I wouldn't even call it a windy day, but it was enough to get a kite in the air. :o) And, as is typical with three year olds, two minutes into the kite flying she was over it and onto splashing in a puddle instead...oh well, we still had fun. And for every minute of kite flying fun we had, we would have about five minutes of string de-knotting fun! The moral of this story... just save yourself the trouble and tell your kids Santa doesn't make kites!

Go Cardinals!!!

Anyone who knows me knows that I could care-less about watching football but this was too cute not to post. Last week was the play-off game and the Arizona Cardinals were playing... so Scott was watching with Shelby's husband Lance. Around half-time Lance and Shelby had to go so Scott was watching it by himself...so I thought. Scott had gotten Owen off the bed where he was sleeping and propped him up next to him on the couch to watch the game. Too Cute. Owen was even sporting his Cardinals outfit that the Lunts gave us at my baby shower. I think Owen slept through the better part of the second half but I am sure there will be many more games watched with his dad in his future. I love my guys!!!

2 weeks old

I can't believe how fast our little guy is growing already! This morning he just looked so much bigger to me then he did even just yesterday, I know that doesn't seem possible but it is. I am so enjoying my little Owen. I am not just saying this because it is what you are supposed to say. With Camryn I feel bad but I did not enjoy the first couple months. She was VERY fussy and just a difficult baby to figure out. From two months on she turned into a happy baby and was so much fun, so that is what I was prepared for with Owen but it is so true that every baby is different. I hate to brag but my Owen is the perfect little baby so far. He only cries if he is hungry, has a burp, or needs a diaper change. He came out happy and ready to nurse...something I thought would never happen... and he sleeps up to 5 hours a night, yes I only need to get up once. I could not ask for anything more!!! I hope this doesn't change. :o)

Here is Owen at two weeks old.... does he have his dads eyes or what!?!

I wanted to try and get a picture at this angle because this is the way a mother sees her baby when you hold them and he always just looks so cute to me...especially at this angle when he looks up at me.

I will not lie, Camryn had a bit of an adjustment to say the least but everything is getting so much better. Potty training is back on course, the binkies stopped disappearing, and she is starting to like being a big sister.

Peas Porridge

....Some like it HOT,

Some like it COLD.....



Some like it in the pot NINE DAYS OLD! Hee Hee Hee :o)