Monday, June 30, 2008

The simplest things

I finally had some success, (if you can call it that) with Andrew today. He was starting to fuss and act upset, when low and behold, the idea to raise him up in the air and say. "woooooooooooooo" and then kiss him on the cheek. It elicited smiles each time I did it. Eventually he started to look at my Napoleon Dynamite poster I have. Andrew must be envious of his sweet bow staff skills or something. Perhaps it's the affinity of boondoggle he made last year at camp.

Georgette is working on getting him on a routine and that seems to help a lot with his mood. Instead of putting out the fires of his wailing and crying, she feeds him a little earlier and plays with and then off to bed. He still thinks he has to be awake all the time for fear that he will miss something.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

A baby haiku

Cry, cry, cry, waah, cry
Food food food this is my want
Waah scream cry cry sob.

I don't know if anyone else out there can relate to this, but for me, it seems that eating is about all Andrew wants to do. It's a shame that his communication skills are not quite as good as Napoleon, GOSH! It would be so wonderful if Andrew could articulate...

Please mommy/daddy, I just soiled myself and would love it dearly if you would remove this diaper from my bum and wipe me clean then place a new diaper on me. I love the feel of a new fresh diaper, it is so wonderful!

Or... Oh wow, what is this new sensation that I feel in my belly? It feels like my stomach is going to sprout legs and walk off on hunger strike. I can see it now, with his little picket sign saying, 'Down with Georgette, she is starving us! Shame on her, we need food!'

Or... I'm hungry mother, really I am. (Movie trivia, what line was that in?)

Or... This position is sure uncomfortable, please hold me (this way) and I will rest peacefully.

Oh how effective that would be! Of course... patience is a virtue and so far I'm convinced that at this stage, kids are a wonderful teachers of patience. (Please forgive the grammatical errors, I am quite sleepy from a pretty long day. Also, I have a fine furry friend named Hobbes, who at this point is letting me know that it is time for me to give him love and attention. Even at the cost of gutting his slave with his claws. OUCH!)

Being a parent is worth it though. Those times when you look at him and do something utterly silly and he smiles back at you is about all I need to keep things in perspective.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

One month old and already loving the outdoors.

Andrew at one month old. I can't believe how much he's grown in just a month. Look at those chubby cheeks.


Andrew turned one month old today. As a celebration, what better way to celebrate than to go to Almo Idaho and visit the Green family reunion? Georgette and I went to the reunion this year. There was a pretty small turnout than in previous years. They said there was a little over 100 people. I knew everyone there, as always. I am such a nut at keeping up at the family and who's doing what... *cough cough* Excuse me...

This was Georgette's first time there and so far, she loves Almo... She has a strong desire to move there someday and do a whole lot of....... well, we'll find something to do there... We did climb up Bath Rock though, which is a tradition of this family.

The car ride down was pretty smooth. Andrew slept most of the way. The only time the dictator stirred was when he was hungry. That happened around the ATK exit in Utah. On the way home... We were blessed by his wonderful lung capacity and ability to reach glass breaking frequencies... or close. We think he was just suffering from a case of T.B. (tired bum).

We also took a four generation picture. Something that may only happen in a short little while with the health of my grandfather and grandmother.





A little plaque that has a bit of history in Almo

Cattle Roundup on the road into Almo


Castle Peak rocks, just on the north side of the city of rocks

Almo school

Larger picture of the school

Tracy's General Store. I guess they invented gasoline, ATM's and internet... Who'da thunk it's been around since 1894...



The cash register that has been in the store since it opened.

The temperature at The Outpost just across the road from the Homestead.

The homestead T. J. Green owned. The buildings are now torn down and they are putting up a stage and some other things for Almo days.

Castle Peak Rocks

Just some rocks and wild sage brush!


The old house that is at the entrance to Mickelson's Ranch. As you can see, the architectural design is phenomenal. Notice all the air conditioning there is!

Eagle Rock

Balance Rock

A close up of Balance Rock

Register Rock

Here are a few of the actual signatures on the rock that were signed in axle grease by the pioneers coming west.







Twin Sisters

Twin Sisters

Castle Rock

The dynamic duo(Twin Sisters)! Single granite rocks, (male in gender?), watch out! Rar!

This is the northern sister. Also known as the good looking sister. (I actually don't know that, it was all made up! It is the northern sister though.)
This is the southern sister. Also known as the uglier sister.

Twin Sisters

The northeastern side of the valley with Register Rock in the foreground

The northern part of the valley taken just south of Register Rock

The valley taken near Twin Sisters

The infamous Bath Rock! Notice the ape like face on the left hand side...

It's a goadie fro! Painted by the early Native American Indians. Just kidding, it's only some lichen that looks like a rabbit on Bath Rock.

A little lizard spotted on the way up to the back of Bath Rock.

The Bread Loaves

A random rock near Emery Springs

Rocks near the spring

Looking down the valley from Emery Springs

Some rocks again!

The valley taken from Twin Sisters (click on them to enlarge)

The Twin Sisters and western side of the valley

Bath Rock from a the parking lot in front of it


T. J. Green and Annie Scrivens Green's grave site just outside Almo

The plot of their graves

Here are a couple AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW how cute! pictures for those who have a tendency to gush when something cute is presented.