Choo Choo!

Music is meant to be danced to, and this child proves it! 

Michael Videos

Michael has developed a new thing--shaking his head back and forth. We tried to catch a few videos of it.

Doug in Reverse

I was organizing baby's room, and found a little beanie. Michael didn't like it being on his head. He couldn't keep his hands off it. 



He's a rolly-polly boy, and is starting to crawl...backwards. He hasn't got the forward motion figured out yet.



So I totally uploaded the "wrong" video. I meant to upload a different one. I'll do it later. We're going to the docs. Bye

Bath Time

Too Cute--I just have to share







I love it, because he's now good enough to hold his head up while he lays on his tummy. So bath time has become even MORE fun!

Ice Ice Baby

It has been so stinkin' hot in our apartment the past two days. We don't have air conditioning, just one fan. It was so incredibly hot last night, even with our windows open. We went on a walk yesterday, hoping that an outside breeze would be good for us. We walked to a nearby park and just watched people, and then came back home. Then we filled ziploc bags with ice and just held them against our necks, or on top of our head to help cool ourselves down while we watched "The Bourne Ultimatum." Douglas also liked grabbing at our bags of ice, however I don't think he expected it to be so cold.



So, did that last sentence trick you out? Haha, I called him Douglas. Sometimes I like to do that. Our baby has a double life, kind of like Superman/Clark Kent. He is 'super baby' when we call him Douglas. And yesterday, he was a super baby, because even though it was so stinkin' hot, he didn't complain once. (Is he really my child?)

So today, we made sure to keep all of our blinds shut, and limit any sunshine into our household, but sure enough by 1 pm we were all sweating. So, a couple hours later, we loaded everything up and headed to the mall and after three hours of air conditioned glory, we came back home to a still hot apartment, although it cooled down significantly.

And then tonight, we had another ice-capade. For Family Home Evening, Richard and I discussed "preparedness" and after my lesson, we both put "ICE" numbers into our phone.

Do you know what an Ice Number is?

PS-Douglas is now a rolling boy! Super baby has mastered the stomach to back roll, and vice-versa. He's our little Rolly-Polly bug.

Lotsa Babies!

It's 3:30 in the morning now, and I just woke up from a crazy dream and now can't sleep. So I decided that I would grab a muffin and write down my dream for all to hear about.

I was in my bathroom at home and was all of the sudden in labor. I called for Richard, and he came in and started delivering. A doctor magically appeared too, to help out. Well, out comes a healthy baby boy! But then the doctor tells me there are more! I give birth to another baby boy. Then two more baby boys come out, but they were very small and died. And then one more baby boy followed after them. I was so shocked, and happy! But I did wonder how the doctors didn't catch it before that there were 5 babies inside of me.

Then the doctor disappeared, and I just held all three of my boys. The best part was they were already clean, and labor didn't hurt me one bit. So, I wrapped them up in a towel and brought them into my bedroom laying them side by side on my bed. I smiled, and introduced myself to them. At this time, Richard was still in the bathroom calling my cousin's fiance's mom (strange) to let her know we had our babies. I decided to diaper my children, but the newborn diapers were awfully big for them, but I did the best I could. Then it hit me when I was doing that, that I didn't have any names for two of the boys. I ran into the bathrrom and asked Richard if we could name one of them "Jesse" but he quickly refused, but didn't have any name ideas. I told him that we had to come up with names before I would call my mom, and that I wanted to call my mom soon. He told me I could name them, he just had to agree on the names.

So, I pulled out the name list that I've mentally carried with me my whole life and picked the first two boy names on the list: Conner James, and Kristopher, and then of course, the oldest boy's name was Douglas Michael. Richard agreed to my choice of names, and I picked up the phone. Although it was 3:27 am in my dream, my Mom answered her phone immediately with a happy voice. She had just gotten home from a meeting. (Those lawyers meet at strange times). I told her that on Sunday she could announce to the Relief Society that she was no longer a grandma of 1 grandson, but of 4! And then I started crying, because I realized that I didn't have three cribs, or three strollers, or three of anything. I still don't have 1 of everything yet! And, scariest of all, how was I going to take care of them, move to Seattle with all three of them, or get any sleep! And apparantly the sleep part is still an issue, because here I am! I'm still awake and writing a blog post. Someone should advise me to go to bed and get some sleep while I still can.

We're not going to have Triplets?

Diana called me today as I frantically worked at Logoworks. I was taking Chats and answering phones more than usual because there was a big meeting. I had to, with one other person, hold down the fort. It was crazy but rewarding. So Diana calls me and says "We're not going to have triplets?", and hangs up the phone. My mind starts racing. Does that mean we are having twins!? I call her back and ask "Are we having twins?". "You would like to know wouldn't you", responds DIana. By now its killing me. Then she tells me we are not having twins. Neither do we know whether it is a man or woman.

I think its a little man. He's about 3 inches long, and thats just the start. The Doc says he'll be a long baby. Everyone always tells us how big our kids are going to be. Hopefully he is not 42 inches like Jacob guessed, or 12.6 punds like Phil guessed on our guessing game. That would kill my sweet wife.