Excuse this post, it is quite a concoction of random things that have happened over the past few weeks. For some reason I have never gotten around to blogging them, so I decided to throw them all together on one post just to give everyone a glimpse into what we have been doing lately.
Luke played the role of the big bad wolf in the Kindergarten production of The Three Piggy Opera. He practiced his parts so much at home and was very excited to have so many solo's. He did absolutely great! I have a darling video of his singing/acting that I will post when Rick can help me (I hate being so bad on the computer!). Here he is in his wolf costume after the show. I think he really relished his role as the big bad wolf because he would even play the part at recess as he chased some of the girls. One day after school I asked him what he did at recess and he said that he was being the wolf and chasing the girls all around. I wanted him to play more with some of the boys in his class so I suggested that he asked some of the boys to help him chase the girls. He looked at me and said, "but I like being the only boy chasing all of the girls." Of course you do!
Of course Noah had to get in on the action, too!
Even though I have more baby blankets than you could ever need, I decided that each new addition deserves one blanket made just for them. I knew I wanted to use that soft, fuzzy, bumpy fabric that is all the rage right now for this little guy. I went to the fabric store to get it and almost died when I found out it cost $13 a yard, but I figured that I was only making one blanket so it was okay. I did the back in some stripped flannel and ended up with enough extra to make a little comfort blanket with ribbons, too. Like all craft project I take on I ended up HATING the finished product! No matter how many times I measured and cut, I could not keep the green fabric the same as the flannel. The problem is that the "darling" green fabric is stretchy, and the flannel is not. So by the time I had the edges bound it looked terrible. But, after trying so hard I just finished it and know that I will never show it to a real seamstress! I hope the baby doesn't notice the bad sewing.
Just for all of my friends who I don't get to see anymore, I thought I would throw in a recent picture of me. Here I am in all my pregnant glory. Sorry for the choice of clothes, but I had just gotten home from teaching my last yoga class (yahoo!) last night when I had Rick take this picture. I usually don't try to dress in the tightest clothes that I can to show my round tummy! Even though I haven't forgotten how uncomfortable it is during your last couple of weeks, it is always surprising how those little feet can irritate your ribs so badly. I can't believe that I am down to two weeks. In some ways it seems that time will never pass, and on many ways I am dreading the day to come (a topic for a different post about the perils of having a third baby when your two year-old is a terror!). Oh well, ready or not this little guy is about to come.
Ah, spring soccer. I don't know why they even try to have soccer in the spring here because the weather is usually so crappy that it isn't even enjoyable. Luke's little soccer league only had 8 games, and three of them were canceled because of rain or snow. They did make one up, but not the other two. The games that did actually get played were pretty cold!
Luke had a great time playing on his soccer team this season, which is good because they were the worst team BY FAR! I was so glad that he didn't seem to notice that they lost big almost every game (they did tie one). I have never seen such a terrible group of soccer players as was put together on Luke's team. Now don't get me wrong, Luke is no David Beckham, but at least he knew which goal to try for. There were literally kids on his team out on the field with their shirts over their heads doing somersaults! Other kids would come in and out of the game at will whenever they wanted to play, and there were two kids who thought that the point of the game was to jump on the ball whenever it came close! Needless to say, they were terrible. Luke enjoyed himself though and wants to do it again next year. I guess you can call that success!
A few weeks ago as Rick was bathing the boys and my dad and I were watching the Jazz game, there was a very loud bang on the window of my parents house. Right away we knew it was just a bird flying into the window. Perhaps a suicide attempt. No, it actually happens quite often because my parents have so many window in their house that the birds can see all the way through and they don't realize there are windows in their way! My dad went to check it out and came in saying it had been a hawk that flew into the window and was taking it's last breath. I went and told the boys that after their bath they could go outside with grandpa and see a dead hawk. Well, much to our surprise when we took the boys out to see the "dead" hawk it was really alive. It was so stunned by it's recent blow to the head that it let my dad hold it and the boys pet it. Of course my dad had his
Birds of North America book right out to show the boys just what kind of hawk it was and give them some interesting facts about it. Always the scientist. The boys just thought it was cool to pet a real live hawk.
On May 20th Rick and I celebrated out 10 year anniversary! I can't believe that 10 years has come so soon. I have always imagined our 10 year anniversary to be celebrated somewhere on an exotic beach or a fabulous trip to Europe, but bad pregnancy planning spoiled that! We did leave the boys with my mom and sister (thanks mom and Giselle) and went to Salt Lake on a little date. We actually had a really fun time because we went to the same places we went the first time we met. It was fun to eat at the same place and play mini golf at the same place we did 11 years ago this summer. Back then I wouldn't have imagined that in 10 years I would be about to have our 3rd little boy, but even that night I did know that there was something special about Rick (and it wasn't just his rear view, although that was one of my first real memories of him). I was going to do a wonderful post with pictures of our wedding and a picture of us now, but for some reason I couldn't even find a picture of our wedding in my parents house! Oh well, maybe next year. (That is what I am saying about the big vacation, too!)
Finally, one last item to note, we just got our house plans delivered yesterday! Okay, it is just the first tiny step of a huge building process, but at least we have started moving. I am so excited!
Nine months of pregnancy, five hours of labor, and eight minutes of dilevery... Elijah is worth every minute. The truth of bringing a baby into this world is that much of the experience isn't exactly enjoyable. There's the morning sickness, heartburn, excessive trips to the bathroom, huge belly, hormones, kicking, inability to sleep, doctor's visits, labor, delivery, and the weeks of recovery; but once you have your sweet little baby in your arms for the first time, you know the reward was worth every minute. Growing a baby inside your body is truly a thing of wonder. It is totally amazing that all the cells know just what their purpose is and day by day they slowly become what they are destined to be. Birth is a miracle. Even though I have never actually seen a baby be born, from what Rick says it is amazing how the whole thing happens. From the tiny little crown of their head appearing to their beautiful face, shoulders, and body. Although it has only been two and a half years since I did this last, there are some things that have come flooding back to my memory about just how beautiful it is to have a newborn baby in your life. Here are some of the things that I love about my little boy:
