Eli's First Haircut

The time has come to get the first haircut. {boo hoo, sob, sob}. Let me pull myself together. My baby is growing up. Plus, his hair was getting very lopsided on his left. It had to be cut. It had to be evened out.

Rinar is going to be really happy when he sees it. He has been pestering me for about 6 months to cut the child's hair. I delayed for two reasons. One is because they just look older when the hair gets cut and also, it was a little payback for Raef and Zach.

You see, many years ago I went out of town for two days to go to a wedding. Rinar stayed with our little one-year old twins at the time. I was anxious to make sure to take lots of pictures when I cut their hair. Rinar decided to butcher cut their hair while I was away. It looked terrible and I didn't even get a single picture. I was a little bit bitter. So I decided to wait as long as possible with Eli. Fair is fair.

Great Basin Equals Great Fun

Well, this was Rinar's last big hurrah before our babies are born. He went with his brothers Lyf and Nordel to Great Basin National Park area in central Nevada. I think it might be the only place they ever going fishing. Which begs the question...is there no other place to fish in the entire mountain west area? I am just wondering.

They had a fun time together and did lots of guy stuff. They even got a round of golf in before they headed up to the great outdoors.






Hmmm....I wonder what they had for dinner...and breakfast...and lunch. I just can't figure it out.





Say hello, little rattlesnake.

Shoes and Popsicles

Eli's latest thing is to wear shoes around the house: any shoes he can get his feet into. These are Daddy's flip-flops. It does result in more lost shoes, for sure.



He also LOOOOOVVVVEEEESSSS popsicles. I will give him one and send him out to the backyard, for obvious reasons. It is just like heaven, I tell ya.

17 Months Old

Blue Steel!




Thanks Justin for the beautiful pictures. We will treasure them forever. Oh and to Lindsay...thanks for getting him to smile.

I Think I am Drowning

Do you ever have those times in your life when you just want to escape? For obvious reasons, I feel that way right now. I can't do anything. I went to Sam's Club this afternoon and shopped for about 15 minutes. When I got home, I was completely wiped out. The feeling never really went away and getting a simple dinner on the table was quite an accomplishment. Putting a belligerent toddler to bed was like climbing Mt. Everest.

Regardless of being pregnant or not, there are times in my life when I feel very inadequate and a bit lost, if you will. I really feel that way right now. I just feel unsatisfied and so I want to escape in any way that I can: mindless television, dumb computer games, sleep as late as I can possibly get away with, without the house falling apart. The last one is always a good tactic because then the day seems a little bit shorter. Ugh! Besides being an incubator, I feel like I accomplish nothing. It is frustrating. Of course, I know it is because I am pregnant, but I still feel this way.

But I really am trapped right now. Physically, I am about as useful as a manatee on a ferris wheel. And I really can't go anywhere because it is so friggin' hot outside. Plus, we live so far away from anything, that a day drive somewhere will only move me to an even hotter location.

Usually my husband rescues me, but he is getting in his last hurrah before these last few months of pregnancy. He is fishing and golfing with his brothers this weekend. I won't see him till late Saturday night. Please, I am not griping about an unfeeling husband or anything. I am glad he can get this in before things get really harry around here. But it is still hard not having him here to help me. There is only so much effective yelling you can do while lying down on a couch.

Help! I think I am drowning.

Well, off to bed.

Reminiscing...

An oldie, but a goodie...

I have been cleaning out my computer and organizing my photos. These are some cute pictures of Raef and Zach when they were 2 years old.

Gut Check - 26 Weeks

Yep, 26 weeks today and this is me in all my glory. I think I have popped out a bit more from 22 weeks. I think I should have done my hair before I took this picture. Oh well. That would require me having to walk up my stairs and I am too tired.