June 19, 2019

A Breakfast Mishap

Yesterday I made scrambled eggs for breakfast with some cheese and sausage pieces in them. Bubba decided that he wasn't going to eat these eggs because the sausage was mixed in with them. I put his eggs in a container in the fridge and thought Andy can eat those on his way to work in the morning.

Fast forward to this morning. I pulled a bunch of stuff out of the fridge for Andy's lunch and I grabbed a container and asked him to warm it up for his breakfast. And then he left for work.

A few minutes later I was back in the fridge getting things out to make breakfast and I spied the container with the eggs. It took me a moment to realize what I had sent Andy to work with for breakfast...drum roll... green beans.

I instantly started laughing. I called Andy and asked if he enjoyed his green beans. He said he wondered if I would notice. He also said they were really good. We both started laughing. I laughed so hard I cried. Tears are streaming down my face now and I am laughing so hard I can hardly type. 

June 15, 2019

Color Run

Our Stake hosted a tri-stake youth activity at a state park near our home. I'm friends with the stake young women's president and she told me about the color run and suggested that we bring the whole family. With Andy currently serving in the young men's presidency, we thought "Why not?"

We loaded up both boys and our two strollers this morning and headed to Elijah Bristow State Park. Andy took Bubba in the double stroller with his stuffed pink monster. And I took Bear in the other stroller.

I walked 3.25 miles with a friend and Bear (this whole not being cleared to run thing didn't stop me from getting out). Bear slept almost the entire way. And Andy ran with Bubba. Bubba kept telling him to, "Go!" Sounds like they had a great time except for when someone threw green color on Bubba's stuffed pink monster-- he had a meltdown for about a quarter of a mile. I made sure pink monster got a bath when we got home.

After race snacks are the best!

Andy & Bubba.

It's not very often that Andy takes a selfie of just himself.

It was a lot of fun to see and visit with some of the youth from our old ward and to see the youth from our current ward having fun. I loved being out with our little family! It's these fun little excursions that are worth remembering.

Me & Bubba.

Bear chilling in the stroller.

Family photo- You can barely see the top of Bear's head peaking out.

June 12, 2019

Feeling Hot Hot Hot

We set a record here today in Oregon, the temperature reached 99 degrees. It made our morning walk a bit warmer than usual.

When we got home I hopped in the shower to rinse off the sweat and then started nursing Bear. A few minutes later Bubba walked in the room. He had in his hands a tub a vaseline and a thermometer. The tip of the thermometer was lathered in vaseline. Bubba tried pulling his shorts and diaper off while holding the thermometer and saying, "Up butt."

I can't tell you how hard I started laughing. Bubba was warm and wanted his temperature taken. We have only ever taken his temperature rectally a few times (that is what our pediatrician prefers when they get a high fever for a more accurate read).

I called Andy at work to tell him what Bubba did and he too started laughing. This is a Bubba story that we don't want to forget.

June 11, 2019


I have been going to physical therapy since Bear turned six weeks old to work though some issues related to labor and delivery. When I first started going my physical therapist told me that is would be 4-6 months before I would be cleared to exercise-- more likely 6 months though.

Initially I was told I could ride and bike and or walk. I was devastated when I heard this. I love to exercise! I love being outside and being physically active. I have some fitness related goals that I set while I was pregnant with Bear and was anxious to get after them.

Roughly six months has past and my doctor told me to try running and see how it goes. The first night was great! It felt so good to move and be drenched in sweat. The second night was not so good. The third night went well. When I met with my doctor and told her how it felt and how things had gone she told me I wasn't ready yet. Maybe in another month.

I can't tell you how sad that news made me. I felt so defeated! It felt as though my goals were slipping right through my fingers and out of reach. 

I realized though that I had a choice. I could choose to sit there and mope about all the things I couldn't do or I could get after it with the things I can do to get myself as prepared as possible for the day I am cleared to exercise. I choose the later. Believe it or not, I feel like I am making progress.


Bubba recently started saying, "Okay" in response to just about anything we say. I'm not sure that he fully know what okay means, but it is sure cute to hear him say it. I love having such an agreeable little boy.