A little update

I'm about ready to head to bed, and I'm wishing I would have thought of that novel idea sooner. Just wanted to do a quick update.

Ryan's doing well in school. He's studying well and for the most part, enjoying his classes. His school schedule has a bit rough on us this semester, though. He has night classes both Mondays and Tuesdays, so he gets home around 9:45 pm those two nights, and then I leave for Young Womens on Wednesdays. Thursdays are our favorite days because Ryan gets home at 7:00 and I don't go anywhere. Fridays we have a date night which sometimes is hard because we don't always want to leave Josh...but it's good for our marriage. Haha, sometimes that's the only way I can get Ryan to leave Josh, by reminding him that we need time together too. (P.S. I love babysitting co-op!) Anyway, believe me, I know we could have it worse, so we're happy with what we've got.

For my section, I'll just talk about this new pregnancy (I know the guys will probably skip over this part). I am around 12 weeks along. The ultrasound I had on Tuesday said I was 11 weeks, but according to my calculations, I'm not 100% sure that's right. Haha, I should be 13 weeks along, I want to be 15 weeks, and yet I'm probably closer to 10 weeks. The weird thing was that my doctor didn't really tell me my due date, so I asked what it was. He said, "Oh, it's what we thought it was", which would put me closer to 14 weeks (they thought I was a week ahead last time), then he looked at the ultrasound and saw that it recorded me at 11 weeks and then said that was right because it put my close to my estimated due date (April 9th), which would put me at 13 weeks. (Was that a really long run-on sentence?) I know it's not a huge deal, but I've got to admit I feel a bit lost not knowing my official due date. However, I really do like my doctor. He probably doesn't care as much as I due (get the pun?) about my due date, as long as the baby looks good. Which, he or she does, thank goodness. If it's a girl, we like the name Addison, Addy for short. If it's a boy, we've already used Joshua, so we're basically out of ideas. If anyone has any cute boy names they want to throw out there, please feel free to do so!

Now for Josh's turn. Joshua is growing up so fast. He says a lot of words and signs a lot of words, but he's also jabbering a lot, and you can tell that he expects us to know what he is saying. I feel bad him. I don't know if he's figured out that our "oh reallys?" and "yeahs?" mean we have no clue what he's talking about. He likes to make animal sounds, especially lion sounds. He knows the sounds of a dog, monkey, cow, snake, and lion. Right now, his favorite word is no. When he says no, you know he means it, too! He puckers up his face and adamantly says, "No no no!", sometimes using his pointer finger to emphasize his point. Usually this is when he does something he's not supposed to do, like stand on a chair, play with the power chords, open the DVD cases, dump out cereal, stand on a box and pull things off a stand, turn off the computer, eat the cell phone, climb up on our food storage, play with the bike chains, or play with the toilet brush. Hahaha, he's at the stage where everything must be disassembled or pulled down. It keeps me busy, that's for sure. He loves balls, loves his binky (especially now since he can only have it for nap time), and loves anything that comes apart and can be put back together. He's getting so big, and that's a good thing, since he'll be a big brother soon. That's actually a frightening thought right now, but I just have to remind myself that he won't be 16 months old when the baby comes....he'll be 22 months....much better, right? ;)

Here are some random pictures to go along with my random post.

When I ask Josh to smile, this is what I get. It's almost like he's practiced before...and yes, this is one of Josh's "no!" moments, so why am I taking a picture?

Rachel and I slaving away at mutual. Our husbands think we just play around while they watch the kids, but I feel this picture really shows how taxing mutual night can be! I mean, I can't even see out of my left eye!

Josh showing off his new outfit aunt Ashley got for him. Thanks Ashley!


These, my friends, are a dozen red roses Ryan bought for me about a week back. I don't know how it happened either, but I loved them! Thanks, honey.

High School These Days

Weber High was in the news again: "Jessica Simpson is the prize for school's winning text effort".  While I totally understand 1800 kids wanting Jessica at their school, I can't even begin to comprehend how they achieved it.  Story.  Basically whichever Utah high school sent the most text messages to a country radio station would win.  Between these 1800 or so kids at Weber, there were 571,795 texts.  That equates to 318 per person.  Lowly Fremont High came in second with 324,633 texts.

You know, I don't feel like I've really been out of high school that long.  I'm still totally rad.  Scratch that, I'm bad.  I don't give high fives, I pound it.  I have Nikes that are very colorful (a trend that I don't think has even hit Utah).  I blog.  I use a Mac.  I live in New York City.  Napoleon Dynamite is one of the best movies ever made, and I can quote most of it.  Heck, I've even been to the Cuttin' Coral!  I'm nearly unbeatable playing tennis on the Wii.  I know all the words to the song from Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.  I saw Anne Hathaway last week.  Need I say more?

That being said, I don't think I've ever sent 318 texts in an entire month.  And you know that the majority of those texts came from 20% of the students.  If that is the case, then each one had to send 1588 texts.  Word is that a couple students sent in the tens of thousands.  If that is what the cool kids are doing, I am such a loser!  Jessica Simpson or not, how can you physically send that many texts?

Lights In The Sky

Here is the best of the pictures I took on my phone on September 11th.  

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

It's pronounced suːpɚˌkælɪˌfrædʒəlˌɪstɪkˌɛkspiːˌælɪˈdoʊʃəs/ according to Wikipedia in case you're wondering, and the song sounds like the songs "Boiled Beef and Carrots" and "Any Old Iron". Is this post off to a good start or what?

This past Thursday I took Katie to see Mary Poppins on Broadway. I was originally worried that I've gone about this whole Broadway thing all wrong. You see, the first one we went to was Wicked, and I've been afraid that it will be all down hill from there. I must say that Mary Poppins, however, held it's own. We both really enjoyed it. Katie might have liked it a little too much, as she kept going on about the guy playing the part of Bert...

On the way back home we had an amazing view of Manhattan. On any regular night the view is spectacular, but on Thursday it was supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.  NYC continues to honor those who died in the tragedy of 9/11, through various ways, including shining beams of light up into the sky where the twin towers used to stand. Much like when the commissioner broke out the bat-signal to get Batman's attention.  You all know what I'm talking about.

Anyway, as we walked downtown through the financial district we first noticed the lights.  It was amazing!  There were low clouds in the sky, which made it all the more amazing.  It kinda almost felt like hallowed ground there as we walked by the New York Stock Exchange & Trinity Church and seeing the lights shining in the background.

I tried to take some pictures from the ferry as we left Manhattan, but the quality of pictures from my phone aren't the greatest.  Here is the picture of it that I wanted to take.


Moving on...  Josh is doing really well.  He is really developing a fun personality.  He talks a lot now, and has become really interactive.  Katie is doing great, despite being a little sick lately.  She is really excited with Young Women's now that she has another counselor to help her.  I was able to watch BYU beat down UCLA yesterday, so it goes without saying that I'm doing well.  Here's a picture of the latest art project Katie and Josh did while I was out with the missionaries tonight.

Stylin'

So I changed my hairstyle yet again. Maybe everyone's similar, but I feel like I can't stick to one hairstyle for too long. I was actually hanging in there with my old hairstyle (aka, nothing too special, just growing it out) until Rachel Hunter, a friend from the ward, moved into the area and told me I should go more blonde. Some of you might know that it's been my secret desire to be a blonde.....sadly. (I only say that because it seems like everyone wants to be blonde and I wish I was different.) Anyway, when I was a little girl, all my dolls that I chose were blonde, and my heroine was/is Sleeping Beauty.
Now I am somewhat closer to my shallow dream. Rachel highlighted and chopped my hair. The cutting part was a bit spontaneous. I couldn't decide if I should cut it or not, so we flipped a coin. Heads long, tails short. She said it landed tails, but I don't know...it's only hair, right? I really like it, though. And Ryan says he likes whatever I do, so his opinion's good for nothing, I just do what I want. (Thanks, by the way, Ry. That's nice of you.)
Sorry I don't have a picture for you all, but if you click on Rachel's blog, you'll see me in there. (If you go to the old posts). Hehe, sorry Ray, hope you don't mind!

P.S. I am so proud that I was able to do that link!

Do I Really Sound Like That?

Josh is getting really big. He seems to think he's pretty big too. He's taken to pretending to talk on our cell phones, and we finally got it on film. What a funny kid. It really makes me wonder how he sees the world. Do I really sound like this when I'm on the cell phone?


video

Today was the first day back to D-school. I don't believe I will have another day off until a few days before Christmas... One day at a time...

One if by land, two if by sea

Okay, so for family night tonight, Ryan is being lame and playing the Wii (I knew it would come to this sooner or later), and I am here typing up a new blog. Luckily, we have some good things to blog about or I'd be really upset. :)
Two weeks ago, our buddy Jeff Brown came out to visit us. We were planning on going to Boston with him and ended up telling some new people in the ward about it. The wife, Rachel was way excited for us and told us she was jealous. Ryan said, "Why don't you come?", and believe it or not, they did! I'm so glad they (Rachel, Charles, and little Hannah) did come. They still have a few weeks before podiatry school starts, so they had nothing to do just like us. Anyway, We ended up taking a lot of pit stops, spending a fun day in Boston, and going to Plymouth on the way back home.
About Ryan's crazy sunburn story....Ryan and Josh and I had gone to the beach a couple days before we went to Boston, and Ryan, being the whitey he is, got burned. Well, while on the way to Boston, with the Hunter's (Ray, Chuck, and baby) behind in their car, Ryan starts flipping out (while driving) about his itchy back. He starts getting pretty desperate, and I start getting pretty mad because he won't pull over and he was acting crazy... He pleads with me to find some lotion to put on it (does that sound like a good idea?), and all I can find is Desitin....haha. I put it on and a few seconds later, Ryan practically goes into hysterics. He's driving all over this little hick town trying to find a store to get some aloe vera. The Hunters thought we were playing "cat and mouse" with the cars because Ryan happened to run a red light before finding a store. He ran in and bought aloe vera, then made me run in to get anti-itch cream when that didn't work. That didn't really work either, but we moved on. Later that night in the hotel, he soaked in the tub, and Jeff and I heard these pitiful moaning noises coming from the bathroom. I thought I should probably check on him to be a good wife. I went in, and Ryan still was hurting and itching (and he was honestly afraid of going crazy), so eventually Jeff gave Ryan a blessing. He was able to go to bed, although still pretty itchy, and it improved a bit the next day.
Looking back, I probably should have been more sympathetic because I hate itching, and if his was painful as well as itchy, I'm sure it was miserable. All said and done, though, Jeff and I like to laugh about it at Ryan's expense because of how he was acting, but I honestly do feel bad for his bad experience.
Thanks for coming out Jeff. It was so fun to have you here! It makes us miss Utah a lot more when good friends and family come out, but that's okay. And thanks, Hunters for becoming our new good friends here in Staten Island!


Our little Allen family in front of a famous person's grave. Really, look, they're famous.


Josh and Hannah trying to play nice.


Rachel and I working the guns on the USS Constitution.


Here we are in front of the Old North Church in Boston.