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It's a GIRL.
Two feet and a hand
Even better, she appears to be put together perfectly.
Her due date is June 30, 2011.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Wonder Fetus IV: The Pinkification
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It's a GIRL.
Two feet and a hand
Even better, she appears to be put together perfectly.
Her due date is June 30, 2011.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
From the recent snowpocalypse
I found this picture today when I was clearing files off my camera. I'd completely forgotten I'd taken it, but it totally cracked me up.
This morning, our local news station was breathlessly predicting 7 to 12 inches of snow for Wednesday morning, to which Todd and I both succinctly replied, "You've GOT to be shitting me." Now the forecast has been revised to a more conservative "ICY DEATH AWAITS US ALL." I chalk this shift up less to my fabled anti-snow powers and more to the fact that, despite our skepticism, Todd went online and ordered a snow shovel. You know, just in case.
This morning, our local news station was breathlessly predicting 7 to 12 inches of snow for Wednesday morning, to which Todd and I both succinctly replied, "You've GOT to be shitting me." Now the forecast has been revised to a more conservative "ICY DEATH AWAITS US ALL." I chalk this shift up less to my fabled anti-snow powers and more to the fact that, despite our skepticism, Todd went online and ordered a snow shovel. You know, just in case.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Uh, see what happened, uh, was....
Yesterday, we took the side off Micah's crib. Tonight he snuck out of bed. When I went up to stop him, here's what contraband I found in his crib: 7 books, 3 sippy cups, 1 shoe, and his birthday card from Papa and Melissa.
And one little boy with a sheepish grin.
Of course, I laughed. Oops.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Snow Day!
My Anti-Snow powers have been defeated!
We got 6 to 8 inches of snow at our house. All roads in Huntsville have been declared impassible (although, much to my surprise, it turns out we do have twosnowplows graders that think they're snowplows in the county). My office is offically closed today, and since road conditions are expected to be worse tomorrow, hopefully we'll be closed again tomorrow.
This is Micah's first real snow. We bought him a little set of snow boots and a snow suit to wear in Colorado (ha ha ha, oh optimsm), and they've finally been put to use. He's down for his nap now, but we've already been outside to play twice. After the first few minutes of total confusion, he decided he LOVES it.
The dog, on the other hand, would like to register that although she is a Husky, she is an ALABAMA Husky. And she does NOT do snow.
We got 6 to 8 inches of snow at our house. All roads in Huntsville have been declared impassible (although, much to my surprise, it turns out we do have two
This is Micah's first real snow. We bought him a little set of snow boots and a snow suit to wear in Colorado (ha ha ha, oh optimsm), and they've finally been put to use. He's down for his nap now, but we've already been outside to play twice. After the first few minutes of total confusion, he decided he LOVES it.
The dog, on the other hand, would like to register that although she is a Husky, she is an ALABAMA Husky. And she does NOT do snow.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Also, I got a new lens. You know what this means.
Hey, so, there was a Christmas! And a big trip out to Colorado Springs to see Papa and Melissa! And it was fun, yay!
Papa and Melissa had two Christmas trees, a fact that just about blew Micah's mind when we first arrived. He was especially enamored of the ornaments on the little tree, and came back to look at this airplane and a glass train over and over and over.
We were some of the most boring guests on the planet, I'm sad to say. It's so rare we get to just sit around (I got a chill just typing that), that we were perfectly content to veg out on the sofa, while staring slack-jawed at the How It's Made marathon the Science Channel. But they were eventually able to pry me out of the ass-dent in the couch for a couple trips to the local park, Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, and Garden of the Gods.
Papa even got in on the playground fun. You know what will make you smile? A 6' 7" man playing on a swing set with his tiny 3' grandson.
And then there was Christmas morning. Oh gosh.
Micah's still a little too young to completely understand the concept of Santa Clause, but that didn't stop him from being excited about everything Christmas, from the lights to the songs to the special Christmas books to the presents and candy. He doesn't quite get what we're all on about, but HE LIKES IT.
Papa and Melissa went ALL OUT. That boy had a Christmas morning you'd have to have seen to believe, and he loved every minute of it.
A particular hit was the Caterpillar train set. Also, the miniature school bus. Apparently that's the stuff of which toddler dreams are made.
We paid a visit to the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo on the day after Christmas, where Micah got to feed some giraffes, meet a lioness, be terrified of the monkeys, and ride a carousel for the first time.
This picture was taken right as I realized that if Micah were to freak out during the ride, there was nothing I could do about it. My expression says, Oh shit. This could be interesting. Fortunately, while he got a little nervous sometime in the middle, I managed to calm him back down and not have both of us fall to our deaths. That mofo was spinning really really fast, y'all.
After Micah came down with a cold and we paid a nice visit to the local Urgent Care, we settled back into our sofa ass-dents while Micah played with his Papa and the dogs.
And then, before we knew it, it was time to go home. Pikes Peak gave us a lovely send-off as we made our dawn getaway.
Thanks to Papa and Melissa for a WONDERFUL Christmas. We had a great time and really enjoyed seeing you. Micah has asked to "get onna pwane, go see Papa an Mewissa" at least once every two or three days since we got home, so I can say with some certainty that he misses you both.
Papa and Melissa had two Christmas trees, a fact that just about blew Micah's mind when we first arrived. He was especially enamored of the ornaments on the little tree, and came back to look at this airplane and a glass train over and over and over.
We were some of the most boring guests on the planet, I'm sad to say. It's so rare we get to just sit around (I got a chill just typing that), that we were perfectly content to veg out on the sofa, while staring slack-jawed at the How It's Made marathon the Science Channel. But they were eventually able to pry me out of the ass-dent in the couch for a couple trips to the local park, Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, and Garden of the Gods.
Papa even got in on the playground fun. You know what will make you smile? A 6' 7" man playing on a swing set with his tiny 3' grandson.
And then there was Christmas morning. Oh gosh.
Micah's still a little too young to completely understand the concept of Santa Clause, but that didn't stop him from being excited about everything Christmas, from the lights to the songs to the special Christmas books to the presents and candy. He doesn't quite get what we're all on about, but HE LIKES IT.
Papa and Melissa went ALL OUT. That boy had a Christmas morning you'd have to have seen to believe, and he loved every minute of it.
A particular hit was the Caterpillar train set. Also, the miniature school bus. Apparently that's the stuff of which toddler dreams are made.
We paid a visit to the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo on the day after Christmas, where Micah got to feed some giraffes, meet a lioness, be terrified of the monkeys, and ride a carousel for the first time.
This picture was taken right as I realized that if Micah were to freak out during the ride, there was nothing I could do about it. My expression says, Oh shit. This could be interesting. Fortunately, while he got a little nervous sometime in the middle, I managed to calm him back down and not have both of us fall to our deaths. That mofo was spinning really really fast, y'all.
After Micah came down with a cold and we paid a nice visit to the local Urgent Care, we settled back into our sofa ass-dents while Micah played with his Papa and the dogs.
And then, before we knew it, it was time to go home. Pikes Peak gave us a lovely send-off as we made our dawn getaway.
Thanks to Papa and Melissa for a WONDERFUL Christmas. We had a great time and really enjoyed seeing you. Micah has asked to "get onna pwane, go see Papa an Mewissa" at least once every two or three days since we got home, so I can say with some certainty that he misses you both.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Reason #10582711 we're going to Hell
While I was wrapping the last of the Christmas presents:
"Ugh. Why do my presents always end up looking like they were wrapped by Helen Keller?"
"Well...they're, uh, wrapped with love."
"And HHNGGGAAAAAAHHBBBBTH."
"Ugh. Why do my presents always end up looking like they were wrapped by Helen Keller?"
"Well...they're, uh, wrapped with love."
"And HHNGGGAAAAAAHHBBBBTH."
Monday, January 3, 2011
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