I have a few more Christmas pics to post, but here are some recent pics for family and friends.
We had a wonderful day at Santo Tomas winery today with the Baja crew. I finished my day off by watching “Superstars of Dance”, which is great fun as it’s a dance contest with dancers and dance troupes from 8 different countries. The Chinese Fighting Monks (which I’m thinking are possibly not really monks) were quite interesting and got the highest scores so far, although my personal favorites were the Australian dance troupe and the Indian solo dancer. The Irish were good, but it’s getting a little old, I think. The south African gold miners dance was amazing too. I love the cultural flare. It’s a fun show, but I think the Russian judge should be MCing instead of Michael Flattley. He’s funnier (or more fun?) IDK. Okay, I’m ready for bed. Phew. Goodnight and sweet dreams.
Oh, did I mention what an awesome job the Chargers did yesterday? That was one, great, nail biting game.
Conversation with my dear 2 year old tonight. — When your training backfires.
Me - “Violet, mommy needs some time with Jesus and to read God’s Word tonight. What happens when Mommy doesn’t get time with Jesus?”
Violet - “You get grouchy and whiney — lIke me.”
Me –”Hmm… I guess you’re right, grouchy and whiney” - heh
Violet: “But daddy doesn’t get grouchy and whiney.”
Not wanting to let Justin totally off the hook with this one… Me - “Well, daddy gets grouchy, but I guess he’s not so whiney.”
Violet - “Daddy’s not whiney.”
Am I really a whiner?
Happy New Years!
We had a quieter new years than years past. We spent the evening and wee morning hours talking, snacking and playing games with some of our friends. Very low key and nice. Violet slept and Jude was good. We paid for it the next morning, however, with both Violet and Jude giving us an early reveille. Ah, well. It was worth it!
We had a little excitement though. I was being spacey last night and tried to walk through the glass door in the kitchen. I broke the door with my knee and got a few kind of extensive injuries on my leg. Cassie and Justin heard the commotion and came to the rescue with Cassie helping rush me to ER where I ended up with 20 stitches. Phew. Glad that one’s behind me. I still haven’t looked at my injuries. I’m a sissy with those kinds of things and didn’t want to be fainting. I’ll probably have a few “reminders” of the events of January 1, 2009. I’d appreciate prayers that the cuts heal quickly without any complications or infections. Also, please pray that Jude is understanding of me not being able to rock him for at least a week and that there wont’ be any negative side effects with him from the antibiotics. He and Dad will get to know each other well, I think. 
Happy New Year!
Jude just had his 2 month pediatrician visit. He weighed in at 16 lbs 1 ounce and is 25 inches long — basically in the 95 percentile on his weight and 97.5 on his height. Ugh! The best part is his absolute love for the baby carrier. He’s a little angel and will sleep all day — IF I carry him around. I wish this could be considered a workout or they invented baby carriers that tone various parts of your body. That would be the bomb!
I posted some pictures. I tried to post them in our Christmas post. I feel so behind in everything these days — mostly due to always lumbering around still feeling like I’m carrying a pregnant belly. Heh. At least I get rewarded with the handsomest smiles these days. He’s such a little charmer.
Violet is doing well. She loves the little Mermaid book Grandma sent, by the way. She’s growing so fast and is really expressing herself well (with some translation). Unfortunately she’s also growing in sassiness. Tonight as I ask her to dress for bed she picks up her little container of moon sand and says, “I want to play with this.” I say, “Not tonight. It’s bedtime. The answer is no, Violet” She looks at me and says, “I say yes!” I repeat, “I say No, Violet and I’m the boss here.” She repeats, “I say yes!” Arg! Why am I arguing with a 2 year old? We made her say sorry and obey mommy, but I’d love any tips on handling sassy 2 year old who think they’re pretty hot stuff. At least we have it squared away that she can’t chew gum or have a boyfriend until she’s a grown up (I hope), although she did look at me after that conversation and say… “but I want a boyfriend.” Grrrr.
It’s a rainy day here in Ensenada. We had a wonderful Christmas Eve with all our friends and family and today Violet got more presents than she knows what to do with. At least she’s happily playing with her polly pocket princesses for hours. Cassie got her a beautiful, life like doll and Justin got every guy’s heart’s desire, a nice drill set. Ahem. Ah, well. Jude and I are waiting to get our gifts. I don’t know what I want yet and Jude, well, his presents sort of fell through the cracks. He’s got them, but in the hub bub of the season, I forgot to wrap them. Jude, please forgive me for being such a delinquent santa if you read this when you get older. Your first Christmas was pretty lousy on the present side, but you got lo
I know I’m a tad bit late, but at least I was on time with the call. I love you though and you know that if I wasn’t technologically impaired at the moment thanks to a little one who believes such things are unimportant when compared to non stop cuddling, I would have been on time.
I think mom said it all best, so I’ll just wish you a wonderful happy birthday and new year with lots of prayers for the car to keep running, maybe for a new favorite movie to come out, for few lost articles off the top of your car, for someone to join your team who likes making coffee… um, what else? Lots of chicken friend steak that miraculously has no bad chlorestorol or however you spell that.
love you, dad. Hopefully we’ll get to see you again this year… on one of our camping trips? Nyahahah.
Or, I should say, my excuse for being such a delinquent poster these days is dear Jude seems to have some colic and likes to stay up till 10:00 or 11:00 every night making sure we rock him just right. At least he loves his baby carrier — generally. Please pray he gets over it soon. I get pretty tired and he’s sure got a good set of lungs. We had a wonderful thanksgiving though and have been busy getting ready for Christmas. I will post a few pictures soon for those of you who I’m sure are missing the crazy rush to prepare for our annual Christmas party. Nyahah. Come on, you know you wish you were here.
I’m uploading a few pics tonight. Seems like Jude’s got nice tan skin, or he got that red indian gene from his daddy. He’s nearly 15 pounds and is wearing his 6 month old clothes now. He’s got long legs though so even those are getting a little small which has me wondering if that’s normal for a 5 week old?
Violet still loves her little brother (thank God!). She’s going through a rascally phase though seeing what she can get away with when she knows I can’t come after her. Grrrr…. She had another eye appointment and so far doesn’t need patching yet. We shall see.
That’s all the updates for now before I go crash.
Sweet dreams.
We hope you’re having a delicious turkey dinner with plenty of other goodie. I had big plans to post new pics and all for Jude’s 4 week/1 month birthday, but then, I got sick and now Justin is sick with the flu. So, that’s my excuse. We had a wonderful meal tonight though. Dr. Chris and Niki are just about the best holiday chefs around. I have new pics though. You know me! Can’t resist the camera addiction. Ah, well.
Happy Holidays, y’all! (the Texan in me surfacing again)
I just turned 3 weeks old yesterday and since apparently I am born into a real blogging family, I figured it was time to write my first post and post a few pictures of… yours truly. Mom does love to snap pictures and took these to commemorate the occasion. I’m liking this whole outside world thing a lot. I’ve got nursing down pat, am working on teaching Mom, Dad and sis the whole “beck and call” deal. Of course, I’m well versed in making sure I recompense them with plenty of cuteness and blank stares. I’ll get down the smiling deal soon and then, boy will they be lucky.
Everyone tells me I look just like my dad. Must be that terribly handsome chin dimple we share. :) The love of showing off my incredibly large muscles though — must be something I inherited from my uncle Jason (Wells).
My pediatrician is very nice. I have a crush on her already. Got to see her last week and she told me I was packing on the pounds just fine and am now well over 12 pounds. (Hey, I’ve gotta eat to keep those muscles growing)!
I love my height except it is a little hard finding newborn clothes that fit. I’ve got to let mom know its time to pull out the 6 month stuff as it’s a little embarassing having my pants come up short. She’s also got to get me some bigger diapers. These little newborn ones that only go up to 12 pounds are cramping my style. My moses basket is also on its way out the way I’m growing.
I have to say, I LOVE this blue baby carrier my mom says Auntie Clare made for me. I hear there are some others to try out. Thank you, Clare for all your hard work. The blue butterfly on the front has GOT to go soon, but otherwise, it’s just perfect.
Well, that’s about it for now. I hear I’ve got awesome grandparents, uncles, aunties and cousins. I’ll meet you all one of these days — after I pack on a few more pounds and lose all my infant acne, learn to control my spit ups and colic episodes, get clothes that fit, diapers that fit — all that good stuff. That’s it for my first post. Oh, check out these pics of my beautiful older sister and her friends learning ballet and practicing a song for a Christmas performance with her teacher, Windy.
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Happy birthday, Mom! Thanks so much for everything — especially for helping me/us so much recently. We really miss you though and would like to recommend California as a wonderful place for you and Dad to retire in? Teri would love babysitting her niece and nephew, don’t you think? Ah, I know I’ll never convert hard core Texans away from “god’s country” but I can wish.
I love you though and am praying your birthday is special and fun. I have a list of special prayers for the year, which include a prayer many healthy and happy golden doodle pups, a new gas efficient vehicle with excellent AC (maybe thanks to those golden doodle pups) :). Maybe another grandchild (not from me hopefully) or at least many visits from your children and grandkids. I’d love it if a trip to Yosemite was in the cards this year too or at least another trip out west — and many more. We send lots of love and wish we could take you out to eat or to a movie like the good old days. Dad and Teri will have to fill in for us.
Happy Birthday!