Catching up

I know it’s been a few weeks since our last blog post.  I’ve actually meant to write something a few times but just got sidetracked by one thing or another.  Excuses aside, let’s get caught up.

Probably the biggest news lately is that our little girl had her first milestone of woman-hood - - - she got her little ears pierced.  The weekend she turned 6 months old we took her to the mall and turned the swarm of sales associates at the Claire’s loose.  Reagan was such a good little girl in spite of the painful experience.  She was done crying by the time we got to the register.  Yes, her first milestone as a woman also marked my first milestone as the father of a woman – forking out an unreasonable amount of money for two microscopic pieces of jewelry.  Here are some close-ups of her new bling.

One of the reasons we were so excited to get Reagan’s ears pierced was to finally make it impossible for strangers to mistake her for a little boy.  Apparently the mountain of pick clothes, blankets, etc. weren’t enough.  Obviously a little baby with two diamond earrings (ok, Cubic Zirconia, but whatever) would clearly be a baby girl, right?  Well, the other night we were out and about and an older woman was commenting about our kids but still kept referring to Reagan as a boy.  At first we were kind of bugged about it, but after the lady left we came to understand that she was obviously just mistaking her for an NFL wide receiver – the only other boys that have two diamond earrings. 

In other news, we’ve been having lots of fun this year teaching Tyler about Christmas.  We have a couple of Christmas books that we read each night, we’ve had Christmas related lessons during FHE, and we’ve been introducing him to the most common Christmas tradition – making and eating Christmas goodies.  Here are some pictures of our Christmas Cookie making FHE activity.

While it’s been fun working with Tyler on his understanding of Christmas, it’s amazing how quickly he latched on to the words “Santa Claus.”  We’ll say, “Tyler, can you say Christmas Tree?” … “Santa Claus.”  “Tyler, can you say baby Jesus?” … “Santa Claus.”  “Tyler, what does Dad’s belly remind you of?”… “Solid Granite.”  "Good boy!”

Lastly, a couple days ago we celebrated my 33rd birthday.  Yes, 33… Old enough that there’s no big birthday bash anymore but not old enough that you can start doing stupid stuff and blame it on old age.  In spite of the mediocrity of the milestone, Thesha was so nice and made me a cake and everything.  Now that Tyler understands the whole birthday concept, she wanted to make sure that he saw that it was Dad’s Birthday.  What he saw was Dad making a goof of himself – like he needed a special occasion to see that.  Thankfully she spared us all the fire hazard and only used two sets of three candles. 

Well, that’s about it.  This will probably be the last post before the holidays and our trip back to Utah.  Merry Christmas to all our friends and family!  We’ll catch up with you all in 2011.