After Bath Diaper Dance

Reed has created a new dance that we will call the "After Bath Diaper Dance".

Happy Berf-day

My berf-day (as Fogg and I keep calling it - instead of birthday) was a success! Tuesday, my actual birthday, was pretty uneventful. Fortunately, I was able to go skiing for my birthday! We had a work task to shoot video for a ski gear guide. It ended up being a powder day at Snowbird and I really enjoyed making some turns for my 30th. We skied pretty hard (for a pregnant girl anyway) in the morning and I had to take a break at noon for a little lunch and to sit down. The boys were beat after I had finished lunch and I was happy enough to head on home. I got a chance to take a little nap and a shower before I went to pick up Reed. We got to hang out and open a few gifts and cards in the afternoon when Fogg got home. Then a quick dinner and we headed over to Jim and Dianne's house. I made the above cake for the occasion. Obviously to celebrate my birthday but it was also for Dianne's on Thursday, and Fogg's on Saturday. We got to hang out with them for a bit, let Reed run around and have some red velvet. It turned out pretty good, a little dry but I can fix that by baking it less time next time. The frosting was really the best part!

I wanted to include some pictures from the other day as well. Reed LOVES being outside. He will throw a total fit if he wants to go outside and we don't let him (for a variety of reasons, weather, time of day, other activities happening). He will bring us his shoes and say "outside?". We try to let him out as much as possible cause it's good for him. The other evening he was about to have his dinner and wanted to eat outside. He carried his plate out there and set up his own dinner table.




So Saturday was Fogg's birthday and our big birthday outing! He went dirt biking in the morning while I ran a few errands and got us ready for the evening. Dianne came and picked up Reed in the afternoon then we headed down to Salt Lake and checked into the Grand America. Thankfully it didn't storm like the weathermen said it would. It was a little gray but a decent temp. Here is the view from our room at the Grand.

After getting ready we headed over to dinner at Cucina Toscana. It was the most amazing meal as I'd hoped. We had a few great friends join us for the dinner and I really appreciate them for making the effort to join us! Our friends, Dawn and Travis, just had a new baby boy and dressed him up for the occasion.

Travis and Dawn Webb

James and Michelle Scrip

Bree and Chris Duran

My table neighbors, Dawn and Bree

Andrew and Greer

I wish I had taken a picture of all the amazing food but we were all super hungry and it was just too good to stop and take a picture! It was so yummy and everyone seemed to love their dishes. At the end of the meal, they gave each of us hot chocolate which basically tasted like warm liquid chocolate cake, actually it was almost like we were drinking the batter. It was so yummy.

I also never got a picture of Fogg and I - ugh! We looked so good and I wish I had that. Oh well. After dinner, we headed back to the Grand and hung out with a few people at the bar. Nana and Papa had Reed overnight and for the most part he did well. He woke up middle of the night a bit confused as to where he was but was alright. They gave him a very nice Easter bucket filled with sand toys, a fishing set, chocolate bunny and some balls. Then they took him to church in the morning. We spent the night at the Grand America. It was mostly a nice place, but Earl sure does like to charge for e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. Fogg was a bit irritated about that and we ended up packing up and meeting Jim and Dianne at church. We picked up Reed there and headed to breakfast at the very reasonably priced Star Cafe. After a nap for Reed and a little yard work for Fogg and I, we went over to Chris and Bree's house for Easter dinner and a little hang out time. Reed enjoyed their little bike and got himself a new hat. This was the best picture I could get of Reed's very cute Easter outfit from Lala, he wasn't really letting me take his picture.
We headed home and let Reed open his baskets from Grandma and Papa Fogg and Lala. He was sugared up and getting a bit crazy with all the new toys.

All in all, it was a great weekend and made me feel loved and happy. Thanks to everyone - especially my husband - for making my birthday unforgettable! Happy Easter everyone!

Musings of a 30 year old

My favorite author is J.D. Robb. She is actually Nora Roberts but instead of writing romance, J.D is a murder mystery/detective writer. All of her books are about the same detective - Eve Dallas - and a frequent line in her books are "Eve mused". Eve seems to "muse" a lot. I like the term so I decided in honor of my 30th birthday tomorrow, I will muse my way through my thoughts.

So yeah, I turn 30 tomorrow. I think it freaks my parents out more than it freaks me out. My 30th birthday means that they have a 30 year old! But to me, it's almost a feeling of "finally". I mean, I'm staring down my 10 year college graduation (not high school). I'm the owner of my second home. I've been married for almost 7 years. I have an almost 2 year old little boy. I have one more kiddo on the way (more on that below). I've worked at my "career" for 5 years at the same company. I'm pretty well established as an adult. I mean, I ought to feel like an adult. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. I feel like an adult when I scold my child for being disobedient. I feel like adult when I write a really massive mortgage check. I feel like an adult when I drive my kiddo to daycare. But then I look at some of my mentors, friends and family and think - boy I'm young! I don't know anything! I'm clueless as to lead a productive and fulfilling life. I look at my clothes and think, do I really dress like a 30 year old? Do I look mature? Do I feel mature? Am I spending money like a 30 year old would? Does my house look adult enough?

Sometimes I make really dumb decisions. Sometimes I ask my friends for advice that I feel like I probably ought to be giving rather than receiving. Sometimes I say stupid things. Those are the times that I think, am I really responsible enough to raise two kids? Can I really maintain a good marriage? Can I really have financial responsibilities?

The thing is, I really love my life. I'm not sure I ever thought about where I would be when I turned 30, but I'm thinking this as close to the answer as I could have imagined. I have a wonderful husband who really couldn't be more perfect for me. I have the most adorable little boy in the world. I have money to keep food on the table and fun things for us to do. I have a great house, great job, fantastic friends and family. I live a very charmed life.

There are a few things I wish I would have done and didn't do. They seem inconsequential now. I still have a few things on my bucket list. I have no timeline for those things, I'd just like to do them. But number one on the list is to enjoy my life and blessings that are all around me right now.

No big plans for my actual birthday, we are going to a friends house in the evening and we will be celebrating my birthday, Dianne's (Thursday) and Fogg's (Saturday) with a cake that I made (a friends family red velvet recipe - hope it's good!). The week will probably tick by as it usually does. Saturday, we will drop Reed off at Jim and Dianne's house and head down to Salt Lake to take in some amazing food at Cucina Toscana with a few close friends. Easter Sunday we'll have some Easter basket fun and hopefully enjoy nice weather. Fogg's birthday is Saturday so we'll get to do a joint dinner/party to celebrate his 36th.

Onto that "other" announcement! We are having our second baby! I'm due October 25th, I'm 13 weeks tomorrow. Reed seems excited. When I gave him this shirt he would repeat "big brother" but I'm pretty sure he doesn't know what that means.


We had our first ultrasound at 12 weeks and 1 day. Here is our new little one. The tech got some great pictures of the little rascal. It flopped and flipped the whole time. Reed kept pointing at the screen saying "baby". The doctor said everything is PERFECT!

Hand - can you see all the little bones?

Creepy skull picture

Here is the butt and legs

Apparently it is the size of a peach (why is it always compared to food?). Seems to me to be too skinny to be a peach, but the point is that it is 3 or so inches long (from top of head to butt) and weighs about .8 oz. We aren't going to find out the gender cause it was so fun not finding out with Reed either.

Well, that will be it for my LONG post. I'm sure I'll be back soon with pictures of birthday stuff and Easter pictures from the weekend.

Cheers~