The Great Dilemma

Once upon a time, not so very long ago, a little bet was made between a husband and a wife concerning a certain gender of a certain baby that was yet to be born.. The husband bet the wife that the little baby was surely a girl, and, well, the wife was willing to bet anything that the upcoming baby was a boy. The wife had reasons.. oh, yes, she did. Her first pregnancy was racked with feelings of illness, extreme hormones, and about every pregnancy symptom in the book.. resulting in a little girl. This pregnancy, however, consisted of little to no illness, way less severe mood swings, and basically no pregnancy symptoms (with one exclusion: being extremely fatigued all. the. time.) Relying on what the wife had been told about differences in pregnancies between boys and girls, the wife thought surely the new baby would result in being a boy.

So..this is her story. Well, actually, my story. You see, I'm that wife.

The day of the ultrasound appointment arrives. I am nervous and excited and worried a little bit because I didn't drink a quart of water an hour before the ultrasound appointment. I am downing my quart of water on the way to the ultrasound appointment. Hopefully no one will really notice and/or care. Hopefully.

We get to the appointment and the tech person is super nice and really seems to know what she's doing. Whew. She's doing her techy thing and explaining to us what it is that we're looking at. Then the big moment arrives. She goes to look at the gender and... the umbilical cord is in the way. Drat. Now I start thinking to myself about the little paper I was given at the doctor's office concerning the ultrasound where it says something along the lines of this appointment is not to find out the gender of your baby. Consider yourself lucky if you are able to find out the gender.. or something like that. But I'm thinking, haha, everyone gets to find out what they're having when they have these appointment. It's fine. After all, we still have whole appointment ahead of us.

On and on it goes. The tech continues to look, measure, and do whatever it is ultrasound techs are supposed to do. Every little bit she would move down to try to determine the gender of the baby. Every time she went to do that, something was blocking her view -- be it the umbilical cord, the baby's legs, basically whatever could get in the way of this whole process did get in the way. Drats. But now here's the saddest part of this tale: The ultrasound appointment ends. The tech got everything she was supposed to, but, gasp, we still don't know whether we're on team pink or blue! Ah, nuts. We did, however, get a DVD of the ultrasound. That's good at least, but here I was going to be the person to whom the disclaimer paper is directed. I was never going to know whether I was having a boy or girl! (That is, until the baby's born, obviously.) Crushing.

Story continues. Luckily for us we had the nicest tech ever and she told us that she had about 15 minutes before the next appointment and that maybe I could move around or do something to try to get the baby to move. So I decide to jog a few flights of stairs. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Question: Have you ever tried jogging up stairs while pregnant? Maybe I'm wimpy, but, boy, I was gasping for air by the time I finished this little exercise routine.

We hurry back into the ultrasound room and the tech is waiting for us. She does her thing and says, well, that did the trick!
Yes!
It's a girl! She says.
What? I say.
It's a girl! She says.
Hmmm, I think. Are you sure?
Hot wings, here I come! Jackson says.
She proceeds to show us how she know it's a girl and the different girl parts.
This is a dilemma, I think. Now what am I supposed to do about my asphalt pie? I have been wanting one for about three months now.. hmmm...
Then the tech gives us our favorite new little bracelet, and away we go.




Snazzy, eh?

Flash forward several weeks, and you find Jackson and I at Wingers. Yum, Wingers. Unfortunately, I did not bring my camera, so I was not able to document the 25 hot wings he consumed by himself; all I have is this picture of our to-go box.. Impressive, I know.



Good for him for winning the bet. Here's the terrific trick though: I had a coupon for a free asphalt pie at Wingers with the purchase of an entree. hahaha. Yes! Mastermind! So one hour and about 7,500 calories later, I'm sure, this turned out to be a win-win win-win situation. The great dilemma is solved.

There and back again.. A girly story

Okay, so I have so much to catch up on I thought I would just try doing smaller posts about specific events and see how that goes... The first catch-up post I'm doing is a wonderful tale about a girls' night out. You see it all started during hunting season..

My dear husband, who I love so dearly, has another love: hunting. During hunting season I've come to realize that this other lover gets much more of my husband's time than I do. I try to be supportive, kind, everything that a good wife should be during this time. It's really not that bad, it just means a lot of time that Addy and I get to spend together! Oh, and I get a small glimpse of what it may be like to be a single mom..
So, anyway, many weeks and a freezer full of meat later, hunting was over for the year
As I was rejoicing, Jackson and I had similar thoughts .. I needed some time to myself after all these long weekends I'd had. I called up one of my friends, and we had the perfect solution.. A girls' night out! (Well, technically a girls night and then the next day.. half weekend out, if you will) Plans were made, dates were set, and a few weeks later off we went to Utah where there were only two rules: No husbands and no kids.
We arrived in Utah and did what any ordinary small-town money-saving home furnishing-loving gals would do: We went to Ikea! For anyone who has never been to Ikea before, you are missing out! It is one of my favorite stores ever! They have pretty much anything that you could ever need or want in your home only super cute and super inexpensive. I love it. Oh, and they also have a cafeteria with Swedish meatballs that are delish. So we stopped there, ate dinner, picked up a few cutie items, and talked of our big nightly plans. Here I had to admit to Kaci that though on the outside I may appear to be a party animal, by the time 10:30 hits, I'm usually either asleep or getting a headache from staying up too late..
So with a big night ahead of us we drove to our hotel downtown Salt Lake and checked in.. once cozied in our room (we had 2 queen sized beds, so it wasn't all THAT cozy), we broke out the nail polish for homemade pedicures and a movie on TV, during which I promptly fell asleep..
The next day was.... Park City! Okay, so I had never actually BEEN to Park City before, but I had heard rumors of outlet malls and shopping.. perfect for some winter clothes! Whew.. I never knew shopping could be so exhausting! I had to use some SERIOUS self-restraint on this trip, especially because there were so many kid/baby stores with sooooo many cute little clothes! Oh, my, just about everything was adorable. One thing's for sure: If I was incredibly wealthy, Addy would be dressed a lot cuter than she is now. Luckily for her, she is a cute little girl anyway, so she doesn't need the cutest clothes in the universe.. but, still, it would be nice. I still dream about some of the cute outfits :)
So one gigantic shopping day and Olive Garden never-ending pasta bowl later we were on our way home with full bellies, lots of shopping bags, and a little less money in our wallets..

Family pictures AND..................

Second post in two weeks! Pats on the back for me... Actually, I'm WAY behind on what is happening with our family, but I've decided I mostly like to post on things that I have pictures for, because, let's face it, the pictures add so much to my already-interesting blog.
So first thing: family pictures. Quite a few weeks ago we had my dad take some family pictures for us. I thought some nice outdoor pictures with different backgrounds would be nice to hang up, so we journeyed in to the downtown area of Idaho Falls. It was the perfect day for pictures, with one little teeny major exception: the wind decided to be insane that day and my hair is going everywhere. Nice. I don't know why it is, but for some reason when I have some occasion where I'd like some at least semi-decent pictures, the natural elements of the world just laugh and tell me no way. Take my wedding day, for example. Jackson and I got married in Mesa, Arizona at the end of May. If you know anything about Mesa you know that the weather forecast is hot, sunny, and dry 99% of the time. Well, this played true for May 27, 2006, with one exception: the wind. The wind? Really? It's the truth. Example shot:
Notice in particular my mom's hair. I sure hope she didn't spend a lot of time perfecting it that day..
Anyway, so my hair looked ridiculously fabulous, especially in our first more windy shots..

Almost mullet-like, don't ya think? I know, I know, jealousy all around.
So after moving down to a less windy location, we ran into another problem: Adalynn apparently does not like family pictures. At least she didn't cry, but she seriously was avoiding looking at the camera at pretty much all cost




Of all the days to decide she wants to learn peek-a-boo.. Drat. Oh, well, at least she's cute in her mischievousness! So I suppose you can call family pictures a semi-success.

That's pretty much the end of this post, except I'm sure you noticed the big AND... in the title. I actually did that on purpose. It's to build the suspense, like, ooh, family pictures AND, what could it be? It's a mystery! I will have to read this post! Did it work? Probably not.
So the big AND is the news Jackson and I have (drum roll, please).. we are expecting another baby! Shocking, I know. Trust me, I think I was the most shocked out of anybody. So shocked, in fact, that we don't really have a due date. The guesstimate is anywhere from the end of February to the middle of March. When I went to the doctor he said I was measuring about 14 1/2 weeks, and that was two weeks ago, so we're guessing I'm about 16-17 weeks along. I have an ultrasound scheduled in a month though and so hopefully we'll get a better idea from that. I've been pretty fortunate in that I'm not really sick at all; I've just been SUPER tired. Holy smokes I am always tired. Makes life interesting.
Anyway, sorry to keep everyone out of the loop for so long. Like I said, we were super surprised to get a positive test (so surprised, in fact, that I took 3 more tests) and so we really didn't tell anyone for quite a while. You can definitely tell that I've gained weight now though, so we figured the world aught to know. I'm definitely at that awkward stage where I don't really look pregnant, just bigger than I was. Jackson and I have a bet on a girl or a boy. He thinks it's another girl, and I think it's a boy. If he wins, then he gets to go out and have hot wings, and if I win I get an asphalt pie from Winger's. Yum. I can taste it already. Boy, I sure hope I win.

This is how you know you're a KRAZY coupon lady...

This post will be short.. well, short for me. Most of my posts are paragraph after paragraph, page after page, lifetime after lifetime, but this one is short, sweet, and to the point. It's about couponing.. one of my favorite hobbies that sometimes tires me out just thinking about it. Tonight was one of those nights. I did go couponing tonight, but maybe it was one of the crazier things I've done lately.
Here's a little background into my night tonight: Jackson and I have agreed to watch our friends' little boy while they take a scuba diving class Monday nights this semester from 6:00 to 9:00. Fun, right? We were glad to help out, because they're the ones that watch Addy when I'm at work so it's nice to swap babysitting hours. Well, it was Orian's first time with a babysitter, and he did GREAT!.. for about the first 15 minutes... then all of the sudden for a mystery reason he just started crying. Addy came over to him, saw that he was crying, and gave him some nice pats on the back. She's so sweet. She then looked at him again, sees that he's still crying after her best efforts to comfort him, promptly sticks out her bottom lip and SHE starts to cry. Oh brother.
After a few minutes Orian stops crying, but then he looks over and sees Addy crying now, so he starts crying again. Addy would stop crying, look over and see Orian crying and then she would cry again. And so it went.. for the better part of 2 hours. That's a lot of crying. Trust me. Jackson tried to help out as best he could but he was speedily trying to finish his homework, so we tried to just leave him alone. Finally, after 2 hours and me trying EVERYTHING to calm this boy down, Jackson found a good stopping place and took Orian to the basement with him. This was so helpful because it was time for me to give Addy her bath and get her to bed so I could go couponing (although I'm quite tired by this point.)
So I get Addy in the tub and she plays for a while. Addy loves taking a bath, so I usually let her play for a while. Well, after about 5 minutes in the tub I look over and see a red-faced Addy squatting just above the water and I think, oh, no, you better not be doing what I think you're doing... She was. She pooped in the tub. Gross. Great. Another mess to clean up. About this time of course the Martineaus show back up to pick up Orian so they're knocking on the door while I'm trying to wisk her out of the tub, rinse her off, calm her down because she's quite upset her bath time was interrupted, and run off to answer the door.
Orian had worn himself out and was sleeping finally (props to Jackson) so the Martineaus left with Orian and we were left cleaning out and bleaching the tub and trying to get a very tired Addy off to bed.
Finally we're finished. It's about 9:30 and I am EX-HAU-STED. I would so desperately love to have just crawled into bed right then. But then, alas! I have this thought: Oh, no, I have a $5.00 catalina that expires tonight! (a catalina is a little coupon that works like cash you can get from buying certain things in a sale.. so a $5.00 catalina is basically like a $5.00 bill that I can use at Albertsons.. coupon lingo) I then think: oh, it's only $5.00. I'm so tired! Then I think: It's $5.00!! That's like just throwing away $5.00 bill! Unacceptable. Especially to a couponer.
So... instead of crawling into bed, I wait until Addy falls asleep and head off to Albertsons, dead tired and with a headache to use my $5.00 catalina. Was it worth it? You tell me.

The picture is blurry.. sorry. It was taken from Jackson's cell phone because I couldn't find our camera.
I bought:
6 Juicy Juice 8-pack boxes
5 Lysol Disinfectant Wipes
1 Lysol 4 in 1 All purpose cleaner with bleach
3 Lysol Toilet bowl cleaners
1 DRAINO cleaner

GRAND OUT-OF-POCKET TOTAL: $1.88 (this is where you "oooh" and "ahhhh")
Plus, I got another $1.00 catalina that I can use on my next shopping trip!
Everything was bought with coupons with the exception of the DRAINO that we needed for our bathroom sink. I basically just paid tax for everything. This is why couponing is the best ever. I save so much money, and now I have a bunch of cleaning supplies and I love these little juice boxes for Addy! Yea!
I think it's exciting. You may disagree and think I'm a CRAZY coupon lady instead of a KRAZY coupon lady (by the way, check out krazycouponlady.blogspot.com. They're a great couponing site), but I like it and I love getting things for free and/or very cheap, and now I'm going to bed. Good night.

And there's even more goodness where that came from!

What the title of this post is referring to, I'm not entirely certain. BUT be that as it may, I'm quite proud of me and my update-after-only-a-couple-of-weeks-instead-of-months self. I know everyone's cheering and hooraying..even if it's only on the inside.
The Fish family (the Jackson and Sheila one, not to be confused with any other relatives)has had a busy summer. Jackson is working his heinie off doing construction work -- which is quite the opposite of being exhilarating for him, I believe -- but his work is such a blessing to us. It's hard work though...most days he is gone from sunrise (which, I'm not gonna lie, I've usually not gotten me and my gagingly refreshing morning-breath self out of bed yet) to sunset (when I'm usually quite tired and ready for bed). I am writing this and thinking that possibly Jackson may have a crazy idea that I just sleep all the time! That's all he sees me doing! I don't, hun, I promise! I even do productive things most days! :)
I think it's rather lame that he's gone so much, but since he works so hard in the summer, he usually makes enough money where he doesn't have to work during school, which is a HUMONGOUS blessing. So I have to think BIG PICTURE kinds of thoughts. Jackson spends his summer days with his buddy Kevin. They enjoy replacing/tearing off roofs in the hot summer, working on their tans with their SPF 50 sunscreen, and losing lots of weight that may or may not have been put on throughout the school year. I don't know about you, but doesn't that sound like a DREAM job??? haha... or at least a job that reminds you why you're spending thousands of dollars going to college in the first place? Perhaps the second option is the more likely. Perhaps.
As for Addy and I, we like to P-A-R-T-Y!!! haha..or something like that. Addy has certainly had a busy summer helping me learn what in our house is not baby-proof and to enjoy the joys of vacuuming. And sweeping. And making sure nothing small is EVER on the floor because she will eat them/it. She is quite a funny little girl. By now she usually knows what it is she isn't supposed to get into, but, of course, those are the things that attract her like a magnet to a... fridge. Sooooooooooo as soon as she thinks I'm not looking, she'll scurry her little bum over to the forbidden object laughing and giggling all the way. Dead giveaway. If she has reached the forbidden object without me "knowing," she will look over her shoulder at me to see if I am watching. If I am (which is just about always), she'll give me this sweet INNOCENT smile that pretty much says Oh, hi, Mom! I wasn't doing anything! Just looking around...hehe...at 13 1/2 months old, already she's such a trickster.



I know what you're thinking.. her? I can see the halo on top of her head! There's no way she would EVER disobey! It's pretty much true.. and that's one reason why I love her. She is the joy in my life, and I wouldn't trade her for the world. I just also think she's quite hilarious... She must take after her mother. hahahahah. good one.

Addy and I had a good 4th of July. Jackson's dad and uncle were in town for a week and a half, and they were on a fishing expedition, so we didn't get to see too much of them. For the 4th, Addy and I went up to Idaho Falls to spend time with my family. It was fun. My brothers are home for the summer, and so it's fun to go spend time with them just like the olden days when we were all still kids... except I'm now married and have a baby.. and they have their girlyfriends that they love to spend their time holding hands with, and one just returned from a two-year mission and the other is a Marine, and the youngest is a coming up junior in high school... other than that, it's almost the exact same! So the day before the 4th, my mom found out about a 4th of July 5K run that they do in IF! So...most of the family ran a 5K for the 4th! We even had matching shirts! (SIDENOTE: All this typing of 5K reminds me of this trial we had last year where the defendant's attorney was talking about how the defendant was an avid runner and loved to run 5Ks.. but instead of saying 5Ks, he kept getting it mixed up with 401-Ks, and so he kept telling the jurors how Mr. "Smith" loved running and loved running 401-Ks, and I thought it was quite funny...)



There's our "before" and "after" pictures. Aren't we CUTE?! But wait a minute! What is this? Oh, no! Not everyone made the journey... is probably what you're thinking. Don't fret. Everyone made it. Sorry, LauraLee, you're not in the "after" picture, because you had left to get the kids by then... in case you were worried.

The rest of the 4th was fun.. We watched a parade...

...had a BBQ...


...and Addy even got to jump on Grandma and Grandpa's trampoline with the sprinklers!

She loves water, and it was so funny to jump with her/watch her. She would hurry and crawl into the water and then sit there and blink her eyes really fast, and then she would apparently get thirsty because she'd stick out her tongue and try to figure out how to get enough water on it to get a drink. She never did figure it out. It's still a mystery.

This is kind of a random post. I don't have any more pictures, so I suppose it is time to end it, because, frankly, who wants to just read all these words I write and not see any pics? Not me, that's for sure. So the end.

Journal Writing

I've decided this blog is a lot like my journal.. first I'm stoked about it and write once a week...for about two weeks...then it becomes once every two weeks, then once a month, then here we are at three months in between postings. To make it even better, I tell myself all the time that I'm just going to start posting every Sunday and make it like my journal. Then Sunday comes and goes and...........nothing. Bummer deal. haha.. so I've decided to look through some pictures from the last three months and post about whatever I have pictures of. Fun!
So I'm starting in April. My last post was April 3. April 4 was the next day, which was my birthday!! This year I turned 22. I do have to admit something though. When I was a kid, I distinctly remember being with my mom at the doctor's office or something and a receptionist was asking how old my mom was and mom kept saying she was, like, 32 when she was actually 33 or something. The receptionist kept asking and my mom kept giving the wrong age. As a kid I just thought it was so funny that anyone could forget how old they were, because birthdays are always such a big deal. Well, guess what? I am only 22, and for some reason this year I have had the hardest time remembering if I turned 21 this year, or 22, 23... and I usually end up having to subtract the year I was born with the year it is.. coming up with the result that I am now 22 years old. Isn't that dumb? Be as it may, it is true... haha. Random tangent. Anyway, I did have a good 22nd birthday. It was actually general conference, so we spent most of the day watching conference.
That night between sessions we went out to dinner. My mom's birthday is actually the day before mine, so we went to dinner with my parents to none other than both my mom's and my FAVORITE restaurant EVER, Olive Garden. Yum. It makes my tummy growl just thinking about it. After dinner, all the boys went to the Priesthood session, and my mom and I went out and bought our cake.
We have this tradition where every year we go out and buy ourselves an ice-cream cake (mostly since our boys aren't really "bakers", and birthday cakes are especially not really their specialty) and we are allowed to eat as much of it as we want. This year's flavor was banana cream. It was divine.
Adalynn is growing up soooooooooooooooo fast. I'm wondering where my little baby went. One of her favorite things to do when we're at grandma's house is to watch her "movie". Her movie is my mom's digital picture frame.

She LOVES the pictures that have babies or small kids in it. She gets excited and will talk to the cute babies (or shout, rather), and then she'll watch patiently while the "commercials" play (a.k.a. pictures with no babies in them and just boring adults). It's so funny.

So now I'm moving into the "finished projects" stage of this post. Remember that post I did forever ago about the huge remodeling project Jackson and I had undertaken? Well, it is finished! (mostly, at least) Jackson did 98% of the work, and I mostly "supervised," which is a nice way of saying I basically helped with the demolition and that's about it. He did such a great job. Here are some finished product photos.



Nice, eh? While he was busy with his manly man construction business, I was working on a project of my own: a girly homemakery project of making Adalynn a matching bedset. I had really wanted one of these for her for a long time, but the least expensive ones I could find that I even sort of liked was at least 75 bucks! I said no way, Jose (pronounced "hoe-zae"). So I made my own. It was actually like a bajillion times easier than that dress I made Addy. It was fun. Oh, and I only spent $32 for EVERYTHING. I love thriftyness. You can judge for yourself if the finished product is worth $32 and a beginner seamstress. Personally, I think it rocks!



I made a matching crib skirt, bumpers, quilt, and curtains! Yea for hobbies!

Oh, yes, change of subject, while I was scrolling through these pictures of mine, guess what evidence I came across that I almost forgot to let the world know about? Evidence of almost vandalism. That's right, ladies and gentlemen, almost vandalism. Here's the dealeo: One day Jackson and I were inside minding our own business, just a normal night for the Fish family when all of the sudden what do we hear? A knock at the door! We open the door, and much to our surprise, here's what we find:

P.s. the roll of toilet paper says "Gotcha," just in case you can't read it... Jackson said that we got toilet papered! Really? This hasn't even happened to me since high school! Odd. I look up and our little teeny tree in the front yard is toilet papered. Observe:
I think, oh, that's cute, they just got our little tree, and, look! M&Ms! Cute. But the story does not end there, oh, no, no, no. Out of the corner of my eye I see a little flap of white flapping on the boat. Guess what? The boat's been hit! We follow the white toilet paper trial to the backyard where we find that our two very large apple trees as well as the clothes line and various other parts of the house are now decorated in white. Drats!! Right under our noses!!

So who would be capable of such an almost heinous almost crime of almost vandalism? Luckily for us, I am an almost pro-detective/ninja, and so the case has been almost solved. Good job, Mike and Kaci Watkins in your black ninja outfits, we took it all to be in good fun. Oh, and the M&Ms were good.

So that takes us through April. May is next. Really I have very few pictures from May, and they are all pretty much dealing with Trevor coming home. Trevor, my brother, has spent the last two years serving an LDS mission in the Moscow West Russia mission. He came home May 29. It was so fun! We are only 13 months apart, so we were pretty close growing up, and so it was so fun that he was going to be around again! He flew in to the Salt Lake Airport. He could have flown in to the Idaho Falls Airport, but the little hang-up is he would have had to spend the night in SLC in the airport and then fly to IF in the morning. That seemed a little silly, so we drove down to Salt Lake to go pick him up. I went with my parents and my older siblings. We had a lot of fun reminiscing and chatting on the way down.
The only downside of the trip was when we got to the Salt Lake Airport and there was a surprise waiting for us...apparently when you go to the airport to pick up a missionary, you're supposed to bring balloons, banners, creative "welcome home" dilleos and the works. Surprise! We missed the memo. So we got there and thought, uh oh, how is he going to even know we're here to pick him up? So I made a sign that said "Elder Terrill" on the back of a piece of paper my dad had of Trevor's itinerary. There. That ought to do it.

Finally he made it. He was the last one off the plane, I swear. Okay, maybe not THE last, but at least the 3rd to last or something. It took FOREVER!! We actually were a little worried that maybe he missed his connecting flight out of New York or something. Now that would have been unfortunate! Luckily for us, he is just polite and let the rest of the plane off before him... good for him.

Yea! It's good to have him home. **Oh, and update, he's already engaged to his lovely love, Kendra. They're set to be married in August. Wow, that was fast, huh? Her ring is very pretty. Also, she is very pretty, so that is a good deal. Here is a kind of bad picture of the happy couple with her eyes closed and him stuffing his face. It's the best I've got. Don't judge me.

Now it's time for the main event....Adalynn's birthday!!!! On June 16 Adalynn turned a year old! We, of course, had a party for her. We tried to keep it simple and we just had a BBQ at our house. Thanks to all my couponing, it didn't even cost us very much money! I made the cake, and, okay, here's the deal. I was trying to be creative. That was the first bad step. Anytime I try to be creative or crafty, it usually doesn't work out so hot.. haha.. anyway, I was trying to do this "ABC block cake" idea...which kind of turned out, with a few exceptions: The chocolate cake kept falling apart/just crumbling and it became a chocolate/oreo cake (since it looked more oreo-ish); and, two, the cakes didn't really turn out like "blocks" per se... more like a couple of taller than usual cakes or something...haha oh, well. At least it's the thought that counts.. right? I also made Adalynn a little mini cake for her to eat all by herself, frosting and all.


Jackson did great at grilling the burgers and everything. He's a handsome chap, don't ya think? (It's kind of a rhetorical question. You don't have to answer out loud that the answer is yes.)

And here's our birthday girl! She got some awesome presents including some cute outfits that even came with....wait for it.... hats! She LOVED the hats she got. She especially likes taking them off of her head when we try to put them on...haha..


Adalynn also got a lot of books, which she LOVES, and fun toys! She definitely got spoiled this year! Thanks so much to everyone!

Of course we have to include pictures of the cake-eating contest between Adalynn and...herself... Adalynn was so funny. At first she would take these dainty little bites and not really making a mess, and then....she must have tasted the frosting. She dug in!! Addy would grab full fistfuls of cake and frosting and just get as much as she could in her mouth at one time and then go for another bite. And another. And another. She ate and ate and ate and ate and ate and ate until you could tell she was soooooooo full, but she must have loved the cake because she would keep grabbing more like she had to keep eating. FINALLY, after much of her cake was devoured, she flipped her plate upside down as if to say get this out of my sight so I can quit eating! She's a cutie.


What a fun age Adalynn's at. It would be nice if we could make a trip to Arizona soon so that the rest of the family can see her too. We're thinking we may have time in August (gag) when it's super-duper hot. Fun! We'll see. But that's all I have for now! Congratulations on making it (if you did) to the end of this long, yet fascinating :), post!