Cory and Sadie

Cory called in sick to church on Sunday. Isaak and I packed off and went solo. Sacrament was actually awesome. He sat still-well kind of still. He didn't scream and we almost made it through the entire meeting. We headed for the hallway with only five minutes to spare. Smashing success. I went to drop Isaak off at Nursery, but he didn't want to stay. I left then they asked me to come back. He watched me like a hawk. I had to teach the last hour of church and I didn't want to have to take Isaak with me, so I was trying to decide if I should drop him back off at home or try to leave him in nursery. The nursery worker turned to Isaak and asked, "What do you want to play with?" He cuddled into me and said, "Mommy." I might have melted just a little bit. He must have been trying to butter me up for later when he was super ornery.

The other day we were getting ready to head out and Isaak didn't want to wear the shoes I had, so I asked him what he wanted to wear. He picked out those beauties above. He wanted one Lightening McQueen and one dress shoe. We had a Christmas Party on Saturday-We were part of the nativity so we were all dressed up and Isaak got to wear his sandals. You better bet he's been asking to wear them everyday. I haven't given in yet--because it's cold! BRRRRRR! It's been a crazy change. He refused to go to Nursery and he'd cry and cry, then about three weeks ago he went and now he goes without a problem--three weeks in a row. Wow. We went to a dinner last night just him and I and usually he won't go anywhere without me and wants me to play with him, but last night he went right downstairs with the other kids and watched TV and played. Wow. I love independence. It's just weird how it seems to have happened overnight. The other things he is independent about: 1. h

Isaak loves bath time. Every night after we eat dinner he grabs my hand and starts yelling, "Tub, Mommy! Tub, Mommy!" We divert to his toy room to get his toys. I start to fill up the tub with water as he dumps his toys in. He likes to stay in the tub about 45 minutes. I know it's a long time, but he loves it. I play with him at the beginning then he starts to play with his boats and stuff on his own and I read a book sitting next to the tub on the floor. Can you imagine it? I usually use the side of the tub as an arm rest. I'm reading and Isaak is splashing around like a little duck and then I can feel him put something in my hand, but I'm almost finished with the chapter, so I'm not really hearing what he says. I notice the texture of what he put in my hand is a little weird. It's kind of squishy and wet--then it registers what he's saying, "Stinky, Mommy, Stinky!" I looked at my hand and a scream erupted. I jumped up and threw. I had poop

I was so proud of myself during our trip to Goblin Valley because I didn't take that many photos. When I got home I discovered that I was wrong. I took way too many photos. Some of you may say there's no such thing as taking too many, but I like to scrapbook all the photos that I like so that I will remember the small things that happened later on down the line. So I'm still working on the second day of Goblin Valley. Maybe it's because we went on a super long hike that day or maybe it's because I was giddy about seeing red rocks again. In any case, I might upload some more of the pages, but I thought Cory's Mom would love to see these pictures. Isaak had a burning fever last night. I've been up since 4:30am with him. I got a couple of naps here and there, but I'm relieved that his fever has climbed down. You wonder what his little body is fighting off. We've all been sick for awhile. I'm beginning to wonder if we are missing some vitamins in our

We explored Southern Utah for Fall Break and finally I got to organize some of the pictures. Obviously this is not NY, but more will be coming soon. What a little blogger I am this week. Maybe it's because Facebook has disabled me for being a fake person. It says on the website that if your offense is so offensive you won't even get a warning. I must have been pretty outrageous with something--maybe telling my Aunt Happy Birthday was taking it a little too far. Now I can't decide if I'm going to try and reinstate my account or just let it go..... Isaak has transitioned in the the TeRRiBle TwoS!! Yikes. I think we had about 20 temper tantrums today. Wow. And yes I use time out. I also try to redirect his behavior--remember I used to help people modify their behavior. I'm even a little mad about it because everyone told me Isaak would be an easy toddler since he had a rough start. Well it isn't holding out to be true. I guess we'll make it through one tantrum

Off to day number 2. The day started with Gina asking us what we wanted to do. I didn't know. So Gina(being the awesomest tour guide ever) suggested that we go to Palmyra. I said, "umm-why would we want to go to Palmyra?" Gina asked, "you are kidding right?" I wasn't kidding and asked what was there--she said, "The Sacred Grove." Yep-I'm terrible at church history. I should have known the Sacred Grove was there. For those of you that don't-the Sacred Grove is where Joseph Smith knelt to ask God, which church he should join. As he prayed Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ appeared to him and told him to join no church. Joseph then went on to establish Christ's church again on the earth. Pretty big deal, eh? We decided to brave the rain and the clouds and head out. This was the first time I learned that you had to pay to get on the Highway--Crazy! We stopped for lunch at this cute small town restaurant. Cory had something resembling a Phill

The flight to New York. Wow. I was a little nervous about this endeavor. I mean a myriad of things could go wrong, but I have to admit that I was pleasantly surprised at how awesome it went. We flew out of our good ole city at 11:30pm. I thought the flight was at midnight, so we got there just in time to board. We ended up sitting on Row1--There is nothing better than the front row. We had extra leg room, Isaak was amused by the flight attendants. We got an aisle seat and the lady that sat next to us was a cute Grandma from Florida. Isaak was quite amused by the headphones and liked to put them in and out of the little slot. My music kept going on and off and on and off until I finally gave it up. I thought that Isaak would be exhausted, but alas he managed to keep his little blue eyes open until about 2am. That's right--he fought sleep until 2am. Finally he just looked at me and said, "Mommy," and he was out. We made a little bed by our feet for him--yay for extra leg ro

I've been musing over this for a few months. I only mention it because I think that I'm right.(insert giggle) As you know I had a baby about 21 months ago, so naturally I did a lot of reading about babies. Did you know that a baby has around 10,000 taste buds. 10,000!!!! They aren't even all on the tongue they have them on the sides of their mouth the rough and the back of the mouth. Just another interesting fact about babies-they can distinguish tastes in the amniotic fluid while they are in the womb. Pretty amazing! As they get older the taste buds disappear. I've been thinking about what we say about our taste becoming more sophisticated as we get older. I actually think that we aren't becoming better food tasters, but our taste buds are disappearing hence we are more likely to eat food that we didn't like the taste of before. So I might not even really like broccoli, but my taste buds are disappearing, so now I can tolerate it?

Isaak eating his dirt at his watering hole. Boring? Maybe a little bit. But it's a post. I've been trying to be more diligent so it's worth your time and effort to type in your username and password. Plus it's colder outside, so I'm inside more and I don't have to water the tomatoes and flowers. It frees up tons of time. I just wanted you to know I had an awesome weekend. I went on a meditation retreat. It sounds relaxing right? Well it's surely deceiving because I was exhausted after about five hours of meditating. Did I mention that I was in silence for about 21hours? I did make a couple of mistakes, but overall I kind of liked being quiet for 21 hours, but I was sure ready to talk. If you are starting to think Woa--you're right I'm totally becoming a hippie. But it's awesome because the experience was amazing. I learned two important things-well maybe three. 1. Silence is kind of awesome. You learn the value of your speech and what an impact i

He is my favorite. I was going through all of our summer pictures trying to figure out what to do with them all and how to arrange them. I found this picture of him when he was practicing his survivorbaby skills. Our rock stairs have these deep divets where the sprinkler water gathers along with some mud that washes off of the retaining wall. Isaak must have been mighty thirsty because he sucked one of the divets dry. He washed down his water with a couple handfuls of mud. It must have smelled pretty tasty. His watering hole.

Isaak is constantly busy and I mean constantly busy. He likes me to be his playmate all the time and if I'm cooking, cleaning or doing anything else he wants to watch television. He is slightly obsessed with cars. When I turn on the DVD player he starts dancing around the room and giggling while he shouts out--Go!Go!Go! It makes me want to turn the television on just to see him get so happy. So I've been stressing out about his tv obsession so I wanted to get him involved in some of the stuff that I have to do. I make bread every week, so I enlisted his help. He would turn on the kitchenaide and I would turn it off and add more ingredients. I was adding the flour and I told him--Don't touch the button--No touch--Okay? He smiled at me and I bent over to get the last cup of flour. I'm sure you can tell from the picture that he didn't listen. Right as I bent over I heard him push the lever all the way to high speed. Flour was everywhere. I had a second where I debated

We went to the grocery store today and I’ve again recommitted to not bring Isaak. He wanted to push his own cart and would barely let me touch it UNTIL he spotted gumdrops. Gumdrops. He ran down to the end of the aisle and tried to figure how to get them off the hook. I was relieved when I figured he couldn’t get them off. I told him he couldn’t have any, but that didn’t deter him-he kept tugging, so I in turn tugged him away. I was proud of myself and I thought I had a handle on the situation, then he looked up at me and said Please Mommy. I still said no. I’m made of steel right? We got about two aisles away and I set him back down so he could push his cart. He seemed resigned on the gumdrop idea, but I was WRONG! He darted back between my legs and grabbed unto those gumdrops and pulled with all his little boy might and the plastic broke! Down came the bag of gumdrops. Isaak was elated. He looked at me with the biggest smile on his face and placed them in the cart. I resigned. We br

I used to get the awesomest pictures of Isaak and now all I get our action shots. Isaak won't hold still! I try to get him to smile for the camera and he does for a second and then he's off again. I'm lucky to get a great picture of him if he's engrossed in his go-gos, which are his cars. I've been doing a scrapbook of his life so we have proof of all the crazy stuff he does. I just finished this one about a month ago and it reminded me of how smiley and adorable this boy is. He just loves life! He's determined, outspoken, and vivacious. Voom! Voom! See it's proof! He used to smile and look at the camera for more than a nanosecond. I love that boys smile! I love, love, love, love it!

Being Mom is not the best time to get sick, so for the next twenty or so years I hope that I can try to avoid sickness. I guess that's going to be hard since somehow my hands have become tissues. Isaak caught a cold a couple weeks ago and I caught it from him. I wonder how that's possible--it couldn't be that he'd wipe his nose on my pants leg could it? Every time he'd walk past he reach up to me like he wanted loves, then he'd quickly rub his nose all over my pants. I did a lot of laundry that week. I thought I recovered quickly from the cold, but I hit rock bottom last week. I woke up on Tuesday and felt like my heart and chest aching. I could barely walk fast without getting winded and I was exhausted by Friday I could barely stand up for about 10 minutes before I needed to sit back down. I started an antibiotic and now I'm peachy as pie. I feel great. Almost. I get tired easy, but I actually have stamina and drive. I want to do things as last week I was

Cory's absolutely favorite thing to do is waverunning. My family introduced him to this crazy sport. It's addicting and who doesn't love to go. My parents invited us to go wave-running with them one night up at Jordanelle. They went up after work so we only had a little bit of time. Unfortunately Cory couldn't go with us, so I went with Isaak by myself. I was kind of proud of myself for going alone with Isaak in a car for a two hour car drive. It wasn't too bad. He's getting a little calmer in the car. We put Isaak in the life jacket and the people around us probably thought we had just cut off his pinkie toe because that boy was screaming! SCREAMING! SCREAMING. He kept tugging at the life jacket and screaming. I thought he would stop as soon as we got on the wave-runner with my Mom, but no such luck. He just kept screaming and screaming and screaming. We went back to the dock and I must admit I was a little defeated and disappointed, but Randy told me to try to

So they opened up a new aquatics center by our house that is the bomb.com. I love the place. Isaak loves it because they have slides and steering wheels and a pool thats only a foot deep. Cory and I recently fell in love with it because of the flo-rider. I have no idea if that's what it's called, but people keep saying it's like surfing, but it's totally not. It's completely different, but completely cool in it's own way. I would do this everyday if I could afford it. We left Isaak with his Grandparents and we went to ride the wave.When we first got there I was so excited to try something new that I was a little giddy, but as I read the waiver we had to sign I started getting cold feet. It said that my body including my head might be smashed up against some fiberglass. What? I don't want to smash my head into fiberglass, but for the record I did once and it wasn't that bad. I didn't even get a headache. I did on the other hand take a five minute brea

I was chatting away on the phone when Isaak came running up to me yelling Mommy-Mommy. He laughed and ran off again. Cory was cleaning the bathroom and decided to put some of my headbands on Isaaks head--well Isaak rearranged them and slipped one into his mouth. He ran around with the headbands on for about twenty minutes. (Tina this is why I started laughing uncontrollably and could barely talk!) I guess I'll tell the story backwards since my pictures are uploaded backwards and I'm too lazy to try and fix them. We went hiking in AF canyon about a week ago and the wildflowers were amazing! We hiked this little trail along the creek and ended up in a meadow. I promise at one point Isaak was wearing clothes, but that was before we decided to eat our snacks. I don't know what in the world we were thinking about bringing cherries, but we did. Isaak was wearing a yellow polo shirt, so we quickly derobed the little lad so he could enjoy cherries. He was dripping in juice so I go

I'm in love with Summer ! I love being in the sun. I love hiking in the mountains and smelling the trees and feeling the soft dirt on the ground. I love getting all sticky and sweaty and walking into a cold house. I love leaving the windows open at night so a slight breeze can sneak in and keep my house cold. I love swimming and even more so I love to watch Isaak try and swim. We went swimming a couple times this week and most recently we went to a pool with a 2feet deep area and Isaak loved it. He refused any help and wanted to wade around. He went as far as picking up the rope in the pool and walking right underneath it. He was thinking that he could walk the entire pool I suppose. I wish I would have brought the camera, but sometimes I get lazy and kind of sick of worrying if it will get wet and even having to try and capture moments instead of simply enjoying them sometimes. I posted a couple pictures of our recent adventures where I actually took pictures. In Random order sinc

This post will be incredibly boring to most, but Ryan came over today and we were reminiscing and looking at old pictures. I thought of Erin and Paul hanging out at home and wished that th ey could have been giggling at all these old pictures with us. So Paul and Erin this one is for you! The three amigos on Halloween. Cory was puke--pretty gross. Paul-our honorary boyscout and Ryan the crazy looking pc-intel-something or other. I just love those two photos. They were young back in those days. I think the pictures were from 2003. I think it's awesome that they are still friends today. Not only are they Cory's friends, but I think of them as my dear friends also! I wish I had pictures of Lance and Johnny, but all Ry had were some really dark pictures at a bowling alley. Nemiha--i seriously think that you could thank me for not posting them!! This last picture is of me back in 2003. Cory had just moved down to Hawaii with Paul. I post this picture because it reminds me of how cu

For the first time in twenty years I tucked my shirt into my skirt. I know this might not be huge record breaking news, but it's the first time that I've done it since 1980's. I held out-I backed off-I was a little chicken, but yesterday with my new stylin' pencil skirt and my old purple button up that I bought in France(don't worry it's still stylish) I did some mighty tucking. I liked it. I hope I pulled it off. Cory took a picture, but the lighting was terrible. My finger had a Knee-Jerk (maybe I should say knuckle) and I deleted that picture mighty fast. I tried to take one by myself, but well it didn't turn out so well. So I deleted that one too. I love digital cameras. I wish I would have had one on my mission. Can you believe just ten years ago we didn't really have digital cameras? I had a point and shoot that groaned everytime I took a picture. I actually just finished developing all the film from that old camera. Our life has been full of excit

Isaak has the awesomest cowlick. It nearly takes up tons of room on his lil head. I imagine as his head gets bigger it will get smaller. Positive thinking, eh? I love his little cowlick because whenever he gets into the car seat or a little sweaty the thing gets volume! it goes all curly crazy messy. I'm always trying to swirl it back into place. I imagine it looks like I never comb his hair. Maybe I don't. I'm not going to tell. Cory got some awesome pictures of his bed head. I love the pictures I think that he's adorable in them. He has one of my favorite Isaak looks on his face. This day was awesome. It was supposed to be rainy and yucky out, but it was gorgeous. We didn't even do anything that exciting besides get a copy of our marriage license and Isaak's birth certificate. We stopped in SLC on our way home at the Belgian Waffle place and had ourselves a Gaufre. Yum. I love them and it got me thinking about Belgium and how much I love the city of Brussels a

It may look like he is placing an Easter egg in his basket, but don't let him fool you. He's actually taking one out. He thinks that they are little balls instead of eggs, so he just wanted to toss them. Isaak in action===picking up an Easter Egg. He threw this one in the water that you can see in the upper part of the picture. Cory's mom makes these cream puffs. Isaak was really enjoying the filling. That's the new smile he gives us when we get out the camera to take pictures. If he will actually hold still . Where to even begin? This last week kind was kind of the stinkies. Okay it was absolutely stinky. Phew. I wonder do I even want to blog about it? Maybe I don't. But I can tell you that Isaak got sick again. So his earaches came back and we had some awesome screaming adventures in the car. I don't know if you have ever had an inner earache, but any time the pressure changes it really hurts. Cory had an inner earache when we were in Hawaii almost a couple o