Christmas Baby

Poofy red dresses and berets are pretty much the reason I had a baby in the first place.

I like to eat turkey in an old brown shoe...

We spent Azalea's first Thanksgiving in Idaho. It was a nice quiet dinner with my parents, brother, grandpa, and aunt. I loved the fact that it was like any other Sunday dinner, except it was Thanksgiving so we had to have massive amounts of food.



Luckily for Azalea, she is all about the table food these days so she got to eat what everybody else was eating. I also discovered that the majority of food we eat on Thanksgiving is pretty much baby food consistency...mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, stuffing, jello...apparently we're not big fans of chewing on this particular holiday.

We decided to give Azalea a chance to manage her own portions with the mashed potatoes. She took this opportunity to cram the biggest fistful of potatoes possible into her mouth. She was not pleased with the result.

By the end of the meal however, she had figured it out and spent a good while banging her plate on her tray signaling that she would like more food to go into her mouth.

Now that we're home we realize that we have effectively trained Azalea to beg. If we sit down in the living room with food she's at our side as fast as her fat little legs can get her over to us smacking her lips and giving us the "whatcha eatin'?" look. Keep in mind that we don't allow our DOG to beg but do we allow our baby?...you betcha.

Halloween Re-visited

I've been meaning for a while now to post more pictures of Halloween. I just don't think everybody got to see the full effect of Azalea's bee costume. I mean, Rachel and I made a tutu, and flower shoes, and fuzzy antennae...well, here she is in a picture with Rachel the gypsy. See for yourself.


Also, I never told you about our costumes! Nate and I dressed up as Juno and Paulie. Because teen pregnancy is awesome.


Okay that's all. I'm happy now.

*Photos By Ben

Maybe You Haven't Seen How Adorable Our Baby is.

Nine months old. 18 lbs. 2 oz. 26 in. long.

Likes her fingers and her dad.


Yeah she's bald, but we still love her.



Pics by Carl

Golden Gate Canyon

Our friend, Ben, suggested we get off our lazy back-sides for a Saturday and come on a hike with him. We said "okay."


What! Hiking in November? You betcha. The weather was beautiful and rumored to be in the high 50s. There was a tiny bit of snow on the ground and everything looked gorgeous. I love you Colorado. (I love you too Miranda)


Azalea was a freakin' champ on the hike. She sang and talked in her carrier and didn't get fussy until it was time to turn around and go back. I thought I would be able to pack her on the hike since I carry her around all day right? right? Ummm...no. Turns out carrying her while you're walking around the house is somewhat different from walking up a rocky slope. I gave her to Nate about 10 minutes in.


Fortunately, Ben provided us with some shreds of evidence that I was actually there. Yeah, I know what you all were thinking. I sent Nate and Zayley off for a hike while I stayed home eating my homemade muffins. Well Ha! Here I am!


And here I am again!



Thanks again for the motivation and the pic Ben.

Hey Denver-ites

Have you been to Happy Cakes yet? Odds are if you've hung out with me in the last four months you've either been there with me, or received a sweet cupcake as payment for babysitting or something-or-other. Anyway, it's time to get yourselves down there again to vote for my baby's beautiful face. Happy Cakes is having a photo contest of people eating their cupcakes and showing of their "happy faces." Azalea just entered today with this picture.


Voting takes place during the month of November so don't delay. Besides the voting you can eat some of Happy Cakes WONDERFUL cupcakes. Remember, Tuesdays are $2 days! The winner of the photo contest gets TWO DOZEN cupcakes you guys. That's more than enough to share right?

Beauty

No, I'm not talking about my wife, or my daughter, although the title would be completely appropriate for a post about either one of them. This post is more about the beauty of the unseen, which is to say, my thesis, or more specifically, Figure 4.7 of my thesis. I'm not going to go into what you're looking at in this picture, partly because I know my science type posts only draw a fraction of the audience that pictures of Z get, and partly because this stuff is unpublished, hot off my computer, which means it could be stolen. However, without details and the words that used to be in the text boxes, it's pretty much useless. Plus what's life this day in age without a dose of paranoia? Anyway, here's the figure I keep rambling on about. I'd argue that it's the best one in my thesis.