Monday, September 29, 2008

AHA!!


I finally caught Evie standing up! What a little stinker. I have been trying to get a picture of this for months now but she would always sit down before I could take it. Evelyn is turning one on Thursday and she has become quite an expressive little girl. Here are some of her most recent faces...

mischievous (and ready to bite)

happy

disapproving

shocked

proud

Here's what she's been up to:

-has 4 teeth (two on top and two on bottom)
-can stand up by herself and cruise along furniture
-is obsessed with her stuffed doggy and carries him everywhere (see first picture)
-can say "Dadda" "Mama" "no no!" and "doddy" (doggy)
-can mount and dismount the toy zebra (see below)
-jumped an inch off the ground a few days ago (though no one believes me)
-took her first step today, only one, and then sat down :)

Getting on

Getting off

...and biting, of course

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Ward Campout





We had so much fun at our ward campout up at Camp Nauvoo. We had decided we were going to stay the night, so we borrowed a nice big tent, set up the pack n' play inside, brought our large, queen size air mattress and we were set for a nice comfortable night...or so we thought. The evening went great, Dallin had so much fun throwing rocks in the creek and getting dirty, the food was good, and Jason and I got to be social with our friends and relax. It was after that when we realized we had forgotten all of our blankets. But we decided we'd make due with the sleeping bags and went off to roast marshmallows at campfire. So we went to bed with Evie in her pack n play, Dallin in a sleeping bag and blanket next to her, and Jason and I had one sleeping bag to share with no blankets. So we unzipped the bag and used it as a blanket while laying on the bare air mattress. (Most of you would have seen the current situation and done the smart thing, which was GO HOME). What we didn't know was how cold it would get that night. Evie woke up at midnight, crying because she was too cold. So jason decided to spare our neighbors and take her into the car and turn on the heater to see if she would go back to sleep. So Dallin is out cold, and I'm laying there shivering. After an hour or two, I zipped up our sleeping bag, went and picked up Dallin and put him in my bag with me. The freezing air kept waking me up every half hour or so, but I'm thinking, "I just hope Jason wasn't up too late getting Evie to sleep". So morning rolls around (about 7am) and Jason is still not back, and I'm thinking he's just sleeping in. Until I hear a car driving in the parking lot, look out my window, and see that it's our Honda. So Dallin and I had just gotten up and were getting dressed when Jason opened the tent door saying "Good Morning!" I'm immediately suspicious because his greeting was way too cheerful for a horrible night with the baby. "Where did you just come from?" I asked. "Oh, you saw me drive in?" he said. It turns out that after driving Evie around and her still not falling asleep (even once he got to the freeway) that he just drove home and put her in her crib. Then he told me that he set his alarm for early so he could get back up to Camp Nauvoo (a 40 min. drive) before we noticed. Except he slept through his alarm and didn't get there until 7. I didn't even care that Dallin and I were alone all night, I was like "You got to sleep in our warm bed last night while I was here in the freezing cold, with no way of contacting you?" I was actually glad that I didn't know he was gone because I would have been scared to death. Instead, I thought he was in the parking lot just 200 feet from our tent. So, to get him back, I am posting this on our blog for all to read. :) You are welcome to leave comments of pity (for me).

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

My new sous chef



I know this title implies that I am some kind of chef, and we all know that's a joke :) I just thought it was cute. I love it how kids want to copy everything their parents do. When Dallin saw my apron, he wanted one of his own so he could help make cookies. Good thing Aunt Rose gave him one for his birthday! And yes, I am trying to be a better cook. It's quite a lofty goal, but still, I'm trying.

Uncle Alec's friend


On September 11th, Cari and Alec came over for lunch to celebrate Cari's birthday. We had La Bou, which is one of Cari's favorites. When Alec got there he had a little friend with him that he picked up on the ride over (he rides his bike everywhere). Apparently, Alec likes to stop suddenly in the street to pick up unsuspecting lizards. :) Dallin absolutely loved the little guy (who was lame and couldn't run away), and Alec taught him that we should always put little animals back after we catch them so they can go home. I'm sure Dallin will learn lots of good stuff from his Uncle. What a fun day, happy late birthday Cari!!

p.s. Dallin's face is all splotchy because he was crying right before they came over, though I don't remember why.

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Dude

So we went to the park today because it was so nice outside. Dallin was on the swing when another mom and little girl came and started using the swing next to him. He looked over at her and said to me:

"Is that girl gonna swing next to me?"

I said "Yeah, she is." Then he looked right at her and said casually:

"Hey........You got pink crocs, huh?........... Nice, dude!"

Ummmm, where did he come up with this stuff?

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Grandma and Grandpa's house

We went and visited Grandma and Grandpa Nartker and got to see all the progress on their house addition. It looked great, and Dallin had so much fun that he threw a fit in the car when we had to leave.


Dallin and Grandpa checking out the lizard they caught

Dawn and Evelyn Dawn

Of course Dallin isn't smiling (when does this phase end?)

Monday, September 8, 2008

Great Finds

I love garage sales. Here is my loot from this past weekend. (This is especially for Rose, who I know was dying to see this stuff).


This is only about half the clothes I got.


Here's Evie in two of her new outfits


Thing 1 and Thing 2


Sometimes I feel like my kids came straight from Dr. Seuss's The Cat in the Hat. They sure know how to get in some serious trouble. Last week, when Jason had just gotten home from his morning bike ride, he let me go upstairs and get ready. Then he got the kids breakfast and decided to run upstairs real quick and get dressed himself. When I came down, this is what I saw. Apparently, Evie had run out of Cheerios, and being such a good big brother, Dallin decided he would get her some more...



...not too bad you say? There were just as many Cheerios on the ground.