Real and Make-Believe

Jack is in the beautiful stage of pretend. Steve and I love playing along. He is currently interested in playing Santa (he instructs me to be Mrs. Claus and Steve is an elf), or a cat game in which he calls daddy "kitty catty" and alternately asks kitty to cry and then not to cry or pirates, in which case we sword fight with swords, or toothbrushes or combs.

Married to Science

Does anyone have a number I could call? I found this stack of books the other day after Steve left for BYU.

In all seriousness I love my scientific husband. Let me count the ways...
Steve tells Jackson that the baby is growing in my "uterus." It's true, you're right...
When Jack asks why the sun is gone, Steve carefully explains the fact that we are in the
earth's shadow. (I think I just say the sun got tired)
Steve has carefully taught Jack how to "catch" lichen and analyze them.

The list goes on and on. I do miss having Leisy across the street to share in biological chats with Steve. Most of which I could not follow.

P.S. Did you read some of the titles??? "The Naked Ape-" What in the world? "Sexual Interactions in Plants-" I could hardly saw "bra" out loud before I was sixteen...I just don't know what to do!

Snacks with Jack

I'm not a very patient pregnant lady and sometimes I feel like I'm going to hyperventilate before this baby actually comes. However, I am trying to respect the three months I have to spend with Jack before baby pirate arrives. The past couple of days we have had so much fun playing pirates, going to the library, taking walks and pretending that we are different animals. I really love this little guy and I'm amazed by the things that he remembers, the knowledge he has of his Father in Heaven and all the "whys" he would like answered.

Today we put on our aprons and made snowmen out of fruit. Jack saw a picture in my Family Fun magazine and we have had it on the fridge all week (to remind me to buy the ingredients). We had a great time and he actually ate the snowman (minus the "yucky carrot nose" and "slimy cherry."

Escape the death cold and choking smog!

Gravy throwing snowballs at Hailey (she sang 'missed me! missed me! now you've gotta kiss me!' and Jack thought it was the funniest thing)

Gravy freaking out his parents by climbing a super-steep petrified sand dune at Snow Canyon State Park

More Snow Canyon at 60 degrees and smog free (in spite of the irresponsible and immoral development in Washington County!)

Still cold but no smog in Kolob Canyon

This is where it started (at least under the name of 'Target')

Target's original bullseye logo from 1962 until 1968.

Hailey's Perspective

So yummy. I think these should replace the other prenatal pills I take.
I'm not getting any smaller, but this place increases my sanity.
Best Christmas gift. No wonder I get up all night.Oh gaggy. I can't handle anything tomato.Flu & Pregnancy = Misery. Twice in three weeks! No more flu!!!I struggle to put this on (ahem, literally) but swimming with Daddy and Jack really is a good thing.

A witch

Here's a shot of a witch that Jack drew a week or so ago. Usually he'll ask us to draw Wizard of Oz or Pirate things, but I had no idea he could draw so well.

Thank Goodness for Dinosaur Bones

The last couple weeks have introduced us to yet another side of our two-year-old. I don't know if his hitting, talking back and refusing to SWALLOW HIS FOOD is due to his age and hair color or the fact that I am getting more and more pregnant, not sleeping at night and experiencing bladder control issues. One thing is for sure; winter is not helping the matter.

There are at least three things that are helping this pressing issue (not sending Jack to a boy's school early). Number one is Steve. How on earth is he so patient? He actually planned a movie date for us without Jack yesterday! Hooray for daddy! Number two is swimming at the Orem Rec center. It's free and we all enjoy it. Number three is taking Jack to run around on the "dinosaur bones" at the University Mall. I'm grateful for these three lovely things and even more grateful that they are all free! Of course, I'm grateful for my little Captain Jack too.