6 months later

busy busy busy

hi

Facebook has taken over my online social networking time and that is why I have been neglecting this poor blog. I enjoy facebook because a lot more people look at that than this, but it is hard to post to pictures next to each other on facebook, where here on blog it is quite simple.

Are these guys brothers or what?

Twins?

Looking at Henry I sometimes think that it is Joshua all over again except for a different color of hair. The top image is Henry taken today and the bottom image is of Joshua taken exactly two years ago today. Henry is 7 days old and Joshua was 11 days old.

Side note: Right now Henry is wearing those monkey jammies that Joshua wore two years ago.

Henry time

Well now I am a father of two.

This is what I looked like when I held Joshua for the first time.

This is what I looked like holding Henry for the first time.

I look exactly the same, huh?

the talk

Joshua and I had a very important talk a week ago. We were talking about dinosaurs.
I asked him, "Do you know what a dinosaur is?"
Joshua replied, "Dinosaur in your bottom."

This was going to be a longer talk than I originally thought.

Champion

Saturday, October 18, 2008

I went to the stake Ping-Pong tournament a nobody and came home a champion.

Joshua with the winning paddle

The champion's paddle

When to cry over spilt milk

Taking a one-year-old on a road trip can change a four hour journey to a five hour headache. Joshua does well in the car. He likes it when we sing to him and he can generally fall asleep on his own. We turned his car seat around about a month ago, so now he can see us and it is easier to feed him from the front seat.

On the drive home from Washington last Monday Joshua was sleeping and I was trying to do the same (don’t worry, I wasn’t driving). I woke up when Joshua started to cry for no apparent reason – sometimes he just doesn’t want to be strapped down. Amanda suggested I give him his milk to try and calm him back to sleep. This particular sippy cup had a plastic cap that I had to take off but for some reason I was having some trouble. I tried pulling and was trying to hurry because Joshua wasn’t calming down. So I tried twisting…I recommend NOT twisting. The entire cap started coming off spilling milk onto my seat. I had to take my blanket that was keeping me nice and warm and use it to wipe up the milk. This was after it soaked into my pants leaving me uncomfortably chilly. On top of that, I couldn’t find my sandwich, and Joshua didn’t even really want the milk. Oh yeah… and Amanda was laughing at me. I was still wet an hour later when we switched drivers at the rest stop.

Talk about a reason to cry over spilt milk.