Our Old Second

Lucy had her 1st birthday on June 20th. This is what happened.







We had a small, family-oriented celebration with what turned out to be a dramatically over-priced ice cream cake. 27 bucks? Are you kidding me?


I had to photoshop a member of the family out of this picture because they we doing something entire inappropriate with two of their fingers.




The typical "Isn't our 1-year-old so cute with ice cream on her face." Well, guess what? That's not ice cream. It's blood. She ate her grandfather.


After she changed into a less blood-soaked outfit, she opened her gifts. She wasn't sure what to think of the singing card.

Nor was Maxwell sure what to be happy about...the whole time.

His father, on the other hand, WAS sure what to be happy about.





The other children made floating spherical orbs of varied geometrical integrity.



And now she sits forward.

Yes, OK? She is.

Becky is 8 weeks pregnant. By our rough estimates, we ought to be adding to our brood sometime around the end of January.
Becky is not feeling well. With Samanatha, she threw up for about 7 straight months and ended up having to rehydrate with IV fluids. Four happy years later, Zofran has gone generic and that blessed pharmacutical is helping to keep things where they should be.
She didn't want me to post any photos of her dry-heaving or silently sipping Gatorade, so here's some pics from about a month ago when we went to Utah. Becky attended BYU Women's Conference with my Mom and sisters, we visited with my grandmother who hadn't met either of our girls, and we went up and stayed in SOLITUDE, a luxurious ski lodge with a condo owned by Becky's brother's company. Amber Hardman had the pleasure of seeing us for a spirited day of collaborative camaraderie. Unfortunately, many of the pictures taken reside in my mother's camera. She'll have to decide she cares enough to either send them to us or post them on my dad's blog.

Becky and Amber have been roomates on two continents. They used to stab young men together late at night. With knives.

Amber is capable of holding that smile firm, even when two small children are simultaneously urinating on her lap.

Jon and Emily have the same neck.

Grandma Deanna and Sam have the same rosey cheeks.

This is not in Utah. If you click on the picture, you'll be able to that the generic fruit loops have been scattered to the far reaches of the kitchen floor, just like in BattleStar Galactica.

Jon steals the tag

Becky's friend Jen Hale tagged us, but she didn't specify the target. Too bad, Hale-bop. You get what you get. Here's your 8 random facts:
1. I once performed the Heimlich maneuver on a ferret named Pierre.
2. If you combined all of the moons of Saturn into one celestial body, it would make one much larger moon.
3. I'm not as annoyed as I pretend to be when Becky watches "What Not to Wear". That Clinton!
4. I once ate an entire octopus.
5. Giraffes do not have vocal chords.
6. I really like string cheese, but I try to restrain myself because it's expensive to eat 5 of them 3 times a day.
7. I have an uncle named Claire.
8. My sperm are incredibly athletic and robust. If you want proof, just look in my wife's uterus.

Oh, and I guess I'll tag Jeremy. Eight random facts. I can't remember if they have to be about you or whatever. GO.