January 18th, 2012

printable church abc quiet book

I posted this a little while ago, but not with the updated zip file you can download.

After seeing a few ideas posted on other sites, I decided to take the time to make my own church ABC quiet book for David — one that was a little more my style. It includes all the letters of the alphabet with a corresponding picture and scripture or primary song.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

All of the pictures and content were found in the LDS Image Libraries which are available for personal and home use.

When you download the zip file, you can either burn the jpgs to a CD or upload them to your favorite photo printing site and print them as 4×6 photos. They fit perfectly in the cheap, clear photo albums sold at most Walmarts, Targets, Walgreens, etc.

For David’s book, next to the F is for Family page, I put a picture of our family; I did the same for P is for Parents and G is for Grandparents to make it more personal to our family. David LOVES his book. More than I could have ever thought for how young he is. First he just liked to look at all the pictures and turn the pages over and over, but now that he’s just a tad older he likes to point to the people he recognizes (Dad, Nana, and Papa are his favorites) and say their names.

Download the compete alphabet and cover HERE.

This took a lot of personal time and uses images and content intended for home use, so please respect that and do not download to sell. Thanks.

January 16th, 2012

daily mysteries

Sometimes I call David Robin Hood because he steals stuff and leaves it somewhere random.

Missing your phone? Check the pantry by the flour and sugar.

Sippy cups can be found on the bookcase.

Matt, are you looking for your balance ball? It’s in the bathtub, of course.

If your shoes go missing, look in the cupboard with the plastic tupperware.

Mascara is found next to David’s books and blocks.

January 12th, 2012

my little linguist

David’s pediatrician said that most 15-month-olds say three to four words in addition to mom and dad. Not only does David know a lot more than three or four words, but he clearly understands a lot of what we say to him.

Along with his almost constant toddler jabber, David says:

  • momma
  • dad
  • car
  • dog
  • nana
  • papa
  • puppy
  • nananna (banana)
  • crack (cracker)
  • bye-bye
  • uh-oh
  • wow/whoa
  • no, no, no (he never says it just once)
  • dadid (David)
  • ball (occasionally)
  • more
  • up
  • call
  • eye
  • yay
  • wew-woh (hello)
  • oh/ow (he uses those interchangeably, meaning he never uses ow correctly, which can be funny)

He adds a new word every few days now.

The other night we had peas with our dinner and David kept pointing at his and saying, “ball.” He was really confused when I kept correcting him. Peas do look like balls, I guess.

He just turned 15 months and can identify all the parts of his face/head, as well as his belly, knees, feet, toes, and fingers (I’m still trying to teach him shoulders so we can do “Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes” together; his little stubby arms have a hard time reaching his shoulders).

One of David’s favorite things to do is walk around “talking” on my cellphone. He’ll hold it up to the side of his face and talk to his imaginary friend (or sometimes Nana and Papa, who he called once all on his own without me knowing) for large amounts of time. If my phone isn’t available, he’ll use his thermometer instead.

The other night Matt was walking around while talking on his phone, so David grabbed my phone and followed him. It was so cute and funny. I think it’s cute that they’re wearing matching socks.

January 12th, 2012

oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree

(Oops, I thought I published this post about a week ago … And I apologize for some of the weird formatting; my blog has ideas of its own.)

Some of my favorite things about Christmas this year (basically our Christmas in a nutshell):

  • Seeing a lot of Matt’s family in southern California; his sister and her family, his parents, his grandparents, and his aunt and uncle were all there in person. We were able to video chat with the other families, so we pretty much got to see and talk to everyone (thank you modern technology). It was seriously so much fun, and David was overloaded with spoilage and attention.
  • Watching David perform for his cousins and other admirers; this kid is such a ham!
  • THE WEATHER: We left Rexburg at a brisk 12 degrees and spent a week in the 70s. No coats! No hats! No gloves! David played on green grass in the warm sunshine.
  • Visiting the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library and walking through Air Force One.
  • Taking an exclusive tour of the Disney Studios backlot and learning about the behind-the-scenes and going-ons of Disney. Rob, our brother-in-law, is an attorney for a division of Disney and could therefore take us on an employee-only tour of the Disney backlot; we walked through some of the buildings, saw some original sketches and illustrations from several Disney-favorites, saw a few costumes worn by the actors in their live-action movies (like Pirates of the Caribbean and Alice in Wonderland, for example), and so many other really neat things. David unfortunately hated the tour and was pretty much a pill the whole time (until we found the Lady and the Tramp plush dog display at the on-site store which David walked around and squealed at for 10 minutes at which time Papa picked him up and took him), but Matt and I are glad we went. Papa bought David one of the plush puppies from the display, he’s cuddling with it in his crib as I type.
  • Visiting my great-aunt Lillian (Aunt Lil as she calls herself). I don’t even know how to describe this woman. She’s old, but full of fire. She’s hil-arious; all comedy in my genes came from her. When I was a child, she and my great-grandmother traveled the world and would send us knick knacks and sweaters and dolls from their adventures. Whenever we’d see her she’d take us out to Pizza Hut and then get us cherry-dipped Dilly Bars from Dairy Queen, every single time. I have so many wonderful memories of her and I am so happy that we got to take an afternoon to see her and show off David.
  • Oh, and getting a SEWING MACHINE. Almost forgot that one. Almost. The sewing machine was my big gift and because most everyone knew that’s what I was getting (thanks to a not-so-sneaky elf), almost all of my other presents were sewing related. I now have pretty much everything I need to start sewing; 26 spools of thread, fancy scissors, cutting mat and ruler, pins, pin cushion, and on and on. I couldn’t be happier. My domesticity is going to a whole new level. Prepare yourselves for all of the sewing posts in your future.

Our trip home deserves a post all its own, I’ll save that for later.

January 3rd, 2012

dear dinner genie,

What should I make for dinner tonight?

This is what I have:

Nothing.

Okay, okay we have milk, cheese (I think), turkey lunch meat, two eggs, bread, a scrape of sour cream, and various canned and frozen goods. And a ton of peanut butter, can’t forget that.

I made spaghetti last night, so we can’t do that again (mostly because I used all the pasta). Pancakes are out too, we’ve made those a lot since we’ve been home (by “we” I really mean Matt, thanks for breakfast Matt).

I went to the store yesterday, but left after an hour with only milk, bread, toilet paper, and toothpaste (what I needed to survive) because 10,000 students, parents, and siblings were clearing the store after moving in for a new semester.

I do have one dinner in the freezer that I made for a “rainy day.” I can’t decide if my situation is dire enough to use it or if I should continue to save it; there might be a really bad day yet to come and I’ll wish I had dinner in the freezer.

I tried to look up a recipe on the Martha Stewart website, but spent a half hour browsing sewing projects instead (darn it, domestic Martha). And why do her recipes call for ingredients I’v never heard of?

Fine, I’ll do it myself.

 

December 16th, 2011

merry and bright

It finally snowed in these parts this week, and to me it now officially feels like Christmas is coming. I realize that there are vast parts of the world that celebrate Christmas without snow and Santa still comes and all that jazz, but for me it’s not Christmas until it snows.

We’ll be spending the blessed holiday in Los Angeles this year, and I’ll forgive them for not having snow. We are greatly looking forward to 60+ weather (only wearing jackets, if that) and seeing family (it may not have snowed until this week, but it sure has been COLD).

In true end-of-year fashion, we took a family picture.

May all your Christmases be merry and bright.

Oh, and pssst. Check out the “Forever Lazy” on YouTube and the internet. They’re so ridiculous that I feel like I have to have one. They have bum hatches!

December 4th, 2011

tisk, tisk

I didn’t write a single post the whole month of November. I’m sorry (I’m apologizing to my disappointed self). I don’t know where the time went, but life kind of happened and kept me elsewhere (and probably some laziness crept in too, if I’m being completely honest).

Our Thanksgiving holiday was great: we saw family, ate the BEST food, took a break from the day-to-day, and David actually warmed up to people and left my side — for a whole week (it was so freeing).

David has changed so, so much since his first birthday. It’s like he turned one and became a toddler overnight.

Toddler updates:

  • He’s now a very proficient walker (and sometimes runs and walks backward).
  • In addition to Momma, Dad (his favorite), and uh-oh, he’s added hey, car (second favorite), wow/whoa (CUTEST ever), and dog to his vocabulary. I feel like there are more that I can’t think of right now …
  • He is now aware of when he is being silly, and will be silly to get a reaction from us. It’s cuter than anything you’ve ever seen, I can promise. My favorite thing he does is his cheesy laugh; if we’re laughing at something and he doesn’t know what, he’ll do a  pretend laugh and lean forward and slap his knee or the floor. In short: he’s hilarious.
  • He has also started to be a little rebellious. Darn it. So far, it’s mostly when he knows I’m trying to get him to come to me for a diaper change–he runs away and giggles, wanting to be chased and caught.
  • His ability to communicate has just blown me away. Not only is he adding new words every week, but his capacity to understand simple commands also increases daily. I can ask him to do just about any simple task (pick up toys, throw something away, don’t touch that, etc) and he understands and responds appropriately. My favorite is that I have him trained to bring me my phone when it lights up, that and throwing things away in the trash can.
  • He’s not quite as stranger aware and shy. He’s still pretty shy, but he warms up to people after a little while and will play and talk to them (mostly “doddle loddle loddle” he loves D and L). I think walking was a big part in his independence: he knows he can just walk back to me when he wants to (or doesn’t want to, as church has proved).

There are so many other small, cute things I could bore you with. He has such a funny, quirky personality that comes out more every day. Not only is he silly, but he is so interested in “helping” me and figuring out how things work; he likes to bend closer to knobs and buttons and examine them.

Basically, I’m loving life with a toddler. I would update everyone on life other than David, but he kind of rules my day, so … he is my life. And it’s a pretty good life.

October 31st, 2011

happy halloween!

Last Halloween we dressed up as the tired parents of a two-week-old baby (ourselves). So we really felt like we needed to step it up a little bit this Halloween.

We dressed up as Rock, Paper, Scissors. David was a rock (we just dressed him in all grey and called it good), Matt was paper (dressed in a men’s 2XXL shirt with lines on it and a piece of poster-board underneath), and I was scissors (I wore giant pair of cardboard and duck tape scissors I made this morning). Our costume was a huge hit at the Halloween party we went to, and everyone got to sign Matt’s “paper.” I think I’m pretty clever.

A week or so ago I carved a monogrammed pumpkin — I’m more into classy Halloween than scary. I am pretty proud (very, very proud) of our pumpkin family. I think I may have done too well though, because most of the people who comment on it ask if I bought it. I didn’t.

 

I printed off a LARGE letter N and taped it to the pumpkin. Then I took a needle and outlined the letter with little holes.

I took a knife and connected my needle marks and then used a carving tool from Matt’s ceramics class a few years ago and carved just the first few layers of the pumpkin. I didn’t hollow-out our pumpkin because our complex has bright outdoor lights by every apartment, so it wouldn’t do much good to put a light inside the pumpkin, but it would look very nice with light glowing behind the letter. I got the idea from Martha Stewart a few years ago, but didn’t have the chance to do it until this Halloween. Sometimes I just open our door to look at how nice and friendly our front step looks (and to admire my domesticity).

I also made a fall wreath with an old burlap potato bag, cattails from someone’s yard, some wheat, and berries I stole from someone else’s yard. For being free looks pretty friendly too, I just haven’t taken a good picture of it yet.

Oh, and this is David in a Halloween onesie walking around with his potato.

 

David likes to go into our pantry and pull potatoes out of the bag and take bites out of them, like apples. By the way, I promise that I do put pants on my baby, he just likes to take them off (and yes, he’s only wearing only one sock).

Notice how he walks with his arms in the air. So cute.

 

October 23rd, 2011

oh, by the way world

There’s now one more person walking around.

No more babies around here because David WALKS!

He’ll just get in a walking mood and walk from our couch to the TV stand or over to the shoe basket or follow me into the kitchen. He’s really proud of himself too. Tonight he was walking from me to Matt and back again, and he thought it would be so funny to start walking toward one of us like he was coming over and then at the last minute he’d turn and walk in a different direction. He’s pretty cute that way.

He walks with his arms up in the air, like a little monkey. Basically, the most adorable TODDLER ever (he’s a toddler since he toddles, I guess … so weird).

I know, I know you want pictures. We have them, but the necessary equipment to get them to the blog is in David’s room. Where he’s sleeping … So, I promise to post some soon.

In the meantime, I’m going to try and wrap my head around David being able to walk.

October 14th, 2011

some me-ness

I realize that most of my posts are 99% about baby (with a baby like that, can you blame me?), and since my narcissism hasn’t completely taken over yet: a post about me, not baby.

Ten things most people don’t know about me:

  1. I like to draw. I’m completely untalented in this area which is why I don’t tell/show people. It’s just something I like to do.
  2. I bite my nails. It’s my most hated habit.
  3. I like to sing and dance. Ditto to number one.
  4. I regularly have bad dreams. Usually about death (never me, usually someone else I love dearly). I consider myself an extremely happy person, but I have dying dreams. Matt has superhero action dreams, I wish I had those.
  5. [I have nothing.]

Okay, so that was only four things most people don’t know about me, and they took me almost half an hour to come up with. I realize that I could just go and edit it to say, “Four things most people don’t know about me” and be done with it, but I’m not.

My thing about happiness:

I’m an incredibly to-the-core happy person. I always have been. I think if a surgeon opened me up he’d find smiley faces on all my organs. I’ve had unhappy moments, sure, but I’m categorized as a happy person. I think it’s one of those natural characteristics I was born with. No matter what my life circumstances could have been, I would still be a happy person. How can you be born with happiness? you ask. Let me share.

Happiness isn’t a reality we live in, it’s something we are.

I think that people go about being happy all wrong. People assign happiness to events, accomplishments, and future hopes and dreams. While all those things bring us happy feelings, they aren’t themselves “happiness.” People don’t think they can be happy unless there is nothing unpleasant in their lives, it’s simply never going to happen. Happiness is a frame of mind. We want external things to happen and then we will be happy, only we won’t. Happy happens inside, not out.

And that’s all the philosophy I have for now, folks.