Sunday, December 12, 2010
After the program, many ward members complimented Miles on his star performance and said it was the best part of the program. The ward clerk said it was the best Christmas program in years, thanks to Miles. What a debut for our little boy!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Alvin: Help us . . .
Alvin: to eat apples.
Miles: Uh. (He must not have been in the mood to say apple. Now Alvin's going to try a word he knows Miles loves.)
Alvin: Help us . . .
Alvin: to play the iPod.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
He is excited to come see you this week!
P.S. I sang in church today with Madeline. We sang a duet medley of "Let Zion in Her Beauty Rise" and "Joseph Smith's First Prayer." It went well.
Moab's signature red rock
I'd like to thank Apple for making this most recent trip to Moab not only possible but enjoyable. I'd also like to thank all the writers of puzzle, train, and storybook apps for their invaluable contribution. Miles generally does not like to be confined to his carseat, especially not for a 3 1/2 hour drive. However, with his I-pod touch in his chubby little fingers, he sat quietly exploring games for hours. He's quite adept for a one-year-old. Maybe after a little more practice (on the upcoming drive to St. George, for instance), he can teach Oma how to use her I-pad.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
But thinking of complementary costumes for Alvin and me was tricky. Luckily, my friend had this great idea - we could be crows. She even pointed me to directions for making an elegant crow costume. I read them, and I started getting this tingly, excited, crafty feeling. It reminded me of when I was younger (like middle-school age) and went to the library to find origami or knitting books.
So I headed to the craft store, strapped Miles to my back, and resurrected the pacifer. (I had a feeling Miles might not appreciate being tied out of reach from all the interesting things he might have touched.) A bag full of black feathers, felt, and fabric later, I left the store. I followed Martha Stewart's directions for my costume, then, since my right brain was all warmed up, I winged it (hee, hee) for Alvin's costume. Although I have to give credit to Martha for the crow/raven eyes on his hat, which are hard to see in the picture.
We won the "Most likely to fly away to Neverland" award at Alvin's family Halloween party.
Miles was tickled that I wanted him to push the candles in the cake.
Alvin fell in love with this picture, "Venice Stackables," when he saw it for sale at a farmer's market. He kept talking about buying it, so I finally got it for his birthday. I love it, too. See more by the same artist here.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
I went to college at BYU and majored in mathematics.
I lived in France and Alaska.
I went on a mission to New Jersey and learned Spanish.
My dad died from cancer.
My mother remarried, and I became part of a step-family.
I married Alvin.
I became an actuary.
I gave birth to a baby boy.
Alvin says this is evidence that I graduated from being a nerd. (By the way, I was never a nerd.) Alvin also says that 10 years have been good to me, particularly in my hairstyle. (He never liked the pictures from my senior year at BHS featuring my super-short pixie cut.)
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Reasons why September is my favorite time of year to go to Alvin's family cabin in Fairview Canyon:
1. It's not too hot.
2. There are no other people there, so you can have your own room and not worry if your baby cries in the middle of the night.
3. The water hasn't been turned off yet for the season, so you don't have to use the outhouse.
4. It's still too early for snow, so you can still drive right up to the front door. In the winter, you park on the road, snowshoe 1/2 mile while dragging your sleeping bags and gear on a sled, then dig out the front door.
5. Look at those autumn leaves!
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Hoist the warning of pillage to come.
The sight of me will make land-lubbers run!
Fill ye tankards here, ye dogs.
And don’t be wishing it were GROG.
For vittles and drink, here we’ll gather . . .
Unless to the yardarm or keelhaul you’d rather!
Hang from my lumber the rigging and sails;
I’ll keep you from those fearsome whales.
Beauties and wenches will enter one door.
Mateys and wastrels, the other, fer sure!
It’s dark and dank, like the sty of a pig.
This foul storage is worse than the BRIG!
We ship out to sea at a future date.
Your order will come to a box by the gate.
The trusty plank is destined for
This funeral pire . . . or the shore!
Land ho! Ye scalawags, steer clear of these,
Or our ship will be dashed, and you’ll fall to yer knees.
(The internet, though fair she be, was sorely lackin' in clues to me treasure. So I took me ink, and jotted these down. Perhaps yer brains will be tellin' ye what they mean.)
Saturday, September 11, 2010
We strapped our harnesses on, spread out the glider in the grass, walked forward to pull the wing in the air, and then we were off the ground. The idea is to glide around, feel the wind, and when you fly through an updraft, start turning to stay in it, and slowly spiral upwards. We gained nearly 1200 feet. Intriguing.
It was so relaxing just floating through the air, seeing the houses and cars and mountain far below in that evening sun. The best part of the 45 minute flight was our descent - we did some "wing overs" where you swing side to side, and then you start spiraling downward.
Alvin was so kind to watch Miles (and me) from the flight park below. He's already done a tandem flight, so he didn't feel like he was missing too much. Miles had a ball at the park - the chill attitude must have been catching. Maybe he was as entranced as I was at the big, vibrant gliders inflating in the breeze.
I would definitely recommend paragliding - or even just go hang out at the flight park and watch the paragliders set up and take off.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Laura and Miles on the cabin swing. Laura went off the platform for the first time and loved it. She's scared of heights but you would'nt know it by looking at her...she's even going paragliding in a couple of days.
Miles LOVES throwing rocks in water and would do it all day if we let him.
Miles doin' a little slack-lining...gotta start 'em young right?
Had to include some geology right?
We saw a nature-style documentary on babies the other day and I've decided that Miles thrives best in a habitat with plentiful rocks, water, and sticks.
Stuart flying my kite from the top of Notch Peak.
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Alvin trained by running twice during the week before the race, and resting a lot. :) If I had been smart about my training, I would have increased my weekly running mileage to include some 6-milers starting a month ago. Unfortunately, we just decided to race a week ago. Consequently, my legs HURT today.
But it was so fun to race, we are thinking of doing the Skyline 10k. We'll be at the Anderson cabin down the street for a reunion, so it will be perfect.
We finished the day with a barbecue at Alvin's sister's house. I swallowed a quip for not bringing any meat with some delicious black bean-jicama-jalapeno salad. The evening shade and damp cool grass were elixir to my race- and summer-weary body. Plus it was so fun to watch Miles explore all his cousins' toys: swingset, trampoline, battery-driven jeep, sandbox, tetherball. He loved them all and was so absorbed that I could relax, eat, and enjoy some adult conversation.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
This first picture is the view from Brian and Angela's yard . . . not bad (it's Teewinot).
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
- a ward with lots of young families like us
- proximity to Big Cottonwood Canyon (I stuff Miles in the backpack and go hiking a couple mornings a week)
- we don't have to do yardwork! But we smile and wave at the grounds crew everyday when they drive around in their golf carts.
- the Cottonwood Heights Recreation Center. It has 5 swimming pools and a couple acceptable yoga instructors. I don't think anyone can compare to the yoga instructor at our old gym; she was unsurpassably amazing.
- ~ climbing in parked golf carts
- ~ pointing at robins on the lawn and in trees
- ~ parks with swings
- ~ a neighbor who is only 30 minutes younger than him (but she can already touch her nose, eyes, and mouth and give kisses)
Things Alvin loves about this area:
- the beautiful mansions in nearby neighborhoods
- the freeway entrance is 2 minutes away, so his work is 10 minutes closer
- a new friend who shares his last name and hair color
- the plethora of pinecones on our sidewalks, which are useful for throwing at the basketball hoop, which greatly amuses Miles
P.S. We also recently hiked Notch Peak near Delta, Utah, heard Peter Breiholt perform at the Brigham Young park, and went to Ashley Ross's wedding. My highschool friend is now Mrs. Jason Eldredge.
Miles with cousins Mallory, Avery, and Sophia (aren't her natural ringlets precious?)
The Little Cottonwood creek reached record highs this spring due to a cool, rainy May and a couple hot days in June. It flooded several houses and parks in Murray and took out a trail bridge in Little Cottonwood canyon. We spent Family Night checking out the raging, chocolatey water.
Imagine the "thunk, thunk, thunk" of huge granite boulders clonking into each other beneath the watery torrent above. I held Miles' hand very tightly while we walked along the trail.