Friday, April 30, 2010

How Rad is My Dad

My dad built me a guitar for my birthday. My birthday is in October so it was a lot early. But I don't mind. I will post some pictures. The picture above is the neckplate. That is a picture of my dad in the seventies. The serial number is my birthday.

The color is vintage white. It is a Fender Stratocaster that started off two chunks of wood in the shape of a guitar and my Dad painted the body, finished the neck, and wired all the electronics himself. It looks awesome and it sounds great.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Just like Daddy

Reed and Ryan share a favorite hobby:

Reed LOVES going to Grandma's house because he can grab someone's finger and lead them down the stairs, into the basement, through the storage room to the drums. (He also loves Grandma's house because Grandma, Grandpa, Kay Kay, and Coco live there.)

Ryan has been giving Reed lessons to teach him sweet drumming moves.
Reed is a natural (obviously).

These boys love to jam together.
And I love that I can close three doors, go upstairs, and keep my eardrums intact.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Something Reed loves


You can do funny things with them.
Like this.

And this.

And you can shove them in your mommy's mouth.
And she won't even get mad.

Another Reason to be a Cougar Fan

I just read a story about the BYU Women's Rugby Team that touched me so much I started to cry (granted, with all the pregnancy hormones in my body, it doesn't take much to make me cry these days). The Cougars decided to forfeit a game that was scheduled for Sunday. This game wasn't just any game, though--if they had won this game, they would have advanced to the final four of women's rugby. I'm very impressed with these women for standing up for what they believe in, for being true to their principles, and for representing BYU well. You can read the full story here.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010


Second trimester started yesterday. That's kind of a big deal.

Golf. Just one of the many wonderful attributes of Southern Utah.

This is my baby sister Kayla. The one who got a car on Easter for her sweet 16.
She is on the golf team, which is kind of funny--she had never actually been golfing before she decided she wanted to be on the team. Her last name also rhymes with "golf," which is kind of a hard word to rhyme with.

One day, we decided to go watch her play golf. Luckily, a nice guy in the pro shop at the golf course let us take two golf carts for free so we could go find her. Reed enjoyed riding with Grandma and Grandpa.

It was a chilly, windy day, so he even let Grandma steal a few cuddles.
The chilly, windy day also explains his unattractive sweater. We were at grandma's house and didn't have a sweater, but did have a pile of clothes to take to DI in the car trunk. Fortunately, there was a sweater in said pile. Unfortunately, it wasn't the cutest thing Reed has ever worn.

Reed is kind of a loud golf spectator. He kept yelling, "Kay Kay, Kay Kay!!" and he frequently turned around to make sure Ryan and I were still looking at him, even though he had decided Grandma's cart was more fun. We were.

My two favorite parts of the day came on the same hole. Kayla got up to the tee and swung, and I lost sight of her ball until it hit a giant rock off the course only to bounce back on to the course in a great spot. I'm pretty sure she meant to do that. My second favorite part of the day was when the next girl got up and hit what looked like a decent shot--but then the ball happened to hit the window of a house on the golf course (the window didn't break, though). A little girl inside the house came out and stole the ball. Hahaha.

You can't really get close enough to the girls to get a decent picture, so here is a far away shot of Kayla putting. Woot woot.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

something else unexpected

This morning, Reed was playing in his room and I was sitting in the rocking chair in his room, enjoying watching him play. He went over to his crib, reached through the bars of his crib and over his bumper pad, and found his plug (which you might know as a pacifier). He then retrieved his blankie from where he had thrown it on the floor earlier, came over to me, and said, "Night night." I asked him if he was ready for a nap and he said, "Yeah." So I turned off the light, we rocked for a minute as per tradition, and I put him into bed.

He went right to sleep.

Keep in mind that this boy generally resists naps with all his might, mind, and strength.

I'm not really sure what is going on, but I like it.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010


While I was mixing sour cream and cream of mushroom soup together to put over a casserole, Reed came up to me and demanded (seriously) a bite. I told him he wouldn't like it, but he insisted. So I gave him a small bite, thinking he would hate it and leave me to cook in peace.

He loved it. And wanted more. So naturally, he was quite upset when I didn't give him any more, but rather poured the soup/sour cream mixture over the casserole.

That plan backfired.

Monday, April 12, 2010


This year, the Easter Bunny came to Grandma's house. Luckily, we happened to spend the night at Grandma's house. We woke up to a yard that looked like this:

Reed called the eggs "balls" and didn't want to put any of them in the basket--so he just walked around, shaking the first two he grabbed.Coco was jealous that she didn't get any eggs.

Reed was also a little distracted when we made it to the backyard. Hailey's scooter was his first distraction.

He was later distracted by dirt and a shovel under Grandma's trampoline.

The silly Easter Bunny left eggs on the trampoline, and Reed was very excited to find those.

When Ryan had the idea to ask Reed to "help clean up," Reed finally started collecting eggs and putting them into his bag.

Hailey was far and away the winner of most eggs found. I'm pretty impressed she could carry her bag--it was heavy.

After all the eggs had been successfully recovered, we went inside to see what the Easter Bunny had filled our baskets with.

Aunt Kayla had been patiently waiting through this entire process to find her Easter basket. She had to follow the clues in a scavenger hunt to get it. And--surprise!!--at the end of the hunt, she found her CAR, not her basket!

Happy Sweet Sixteen, baby sister!

We got home and had a delicious Easter brunch. We had woken up very early that morning (thanks to Reed and Kody), so this was all accomplished before conference started at 10--impressive, I know. After the second session of conference, we had Kayla's birthday dinner, which was delicious, as well. It was a beautiful Easter and I am so glad we got to spend it with family and to hear the words of our prophet.