Olympics

Yes, this is my third in one night, but I am catching up!
So, as I mentioned below, I am home by myself yet again, so I decided to watch the olympic trials for diving and gymnastics. I wish I was a swimmer. They have awesome bodies! (That was not the reason for the post, but I wanted to comment on that.) I was watching gymnastics while James and I were eating dinner (he had squash and I had an awesome dinner in which I got the recipes from watching the Early Show Saturday morning...I did make the pudding, it is FABULOUS!!!) the floor show came on. I wonder, why is that gymnastics. That is one that I kind of enjoy watching, but is it dancing, no, is it gymnastics, no, what is it? They do a few dance moves, they do a few tumbles, what's the point? I do enjoy watching the vaults, the bars, and the balance beam, but the floor, not my favorite. I am excited for the olympics, and can't wait for 08-08-08!

James

James is growing so fast. His two bottom teeth are now coming up, and finally he is sleeping better because the teeth are not buggin'. He is getting up on his knees and rocking back and forth, almost ready to crawl. He goes backwards great, and forwards is in progress. He can get anywhere he wants to go, so we will need to baby proof! It's the little things I haven't thought about that will cause the most trouble (like the internet cord strewn across the floor...he loves playing with it and I can just see him strangling himself!) He loves being entertained, and in return is very entertaining himself, with his cute smile and fun laugh! It's late coming, but here are a few pics of James at 6 months. (He is now 7 mns)

The things we do for our children

Today was such a beautiful day that I decided I would take James for a walk. Aho was working, so we were home by ourselves (that seems to be a growing trend!!) I decided we would walk to the temple. I had put some sunscreen on James when we left, but it was very overcast, so I didn't worry too much, so all he had on was a onesie. We got to the temple and the sun came out just blaring. I would run in between the trees and take my sweet time when we would walk past a tree. His face and arms were pretty well covered by the visor on the stroller, but his poor legs were soaking up the sun. So, I decided to sit on a bench for a minute and enjoy the sights. I started wondering what I was going to do on my way home to cover his poor little legs. I had nothing with me. I started looking at what I was wearing...I did have a tank top on...and then I remembered my slip. It is a half slip, easy to take off. I looked around and I was surrounded by missionaries. They go to the temple every Sunday and mosy around. They were all around me, but I decided that I didn't care, I needed to cover those chubby little legs. So, I put my hand up my skirt and started pulling. As I was doing that, two missionaries walked up to me and wanted to practice their testimonies on me. So, here I am with my slip to my ankles and missionaries bearing their testimony to me in German. Very funny. Anyway, I got it out and wrapped it around his legs and headed home. It was a very nice day, and I quite enjoyed being outside surrounded by the beautiful nature.

My feet are cursed

Remember my post about Aho running over my foot? It is still healing, and if I put a shoe on funny, it does hurt a bit. In our apartment, our kitchen chairs have rollers on them. Thursday (this is Sunday) I was rolling James in his high chair around the room, and it rolled over my foot, the same one that Aho rolled over! It cut my foot to shreds (that's an exaggeration, but I feel like it!) It hurts so bad. I am still limping around. It cut two nice slits in my baby toe, and the side of my foot. Sunday...it still hurts. Then, yesterday, I was out doing laundry, and came around the corner and could hear James screaming, because he was hungry, so I ran up the stairs, and tripped. Normally, that doesn't hurt, I have done it SEVERAL times, but these have metal in the step part. My shin hit it just right about the ankle and it kills! I finished the flight of stairs limping, opened the door, and yelled at Aho to get me some ice. It still hurts today, and I think it will for a while. I must have bruised my bones! I don't consider myself accident prone, but the last few weeks may suggest otherwise.

Race for the cure

My sister talked me in to running in the Susan G Komen race for the Cure 5k run. That is coming up this saturday and I am super excited. Aho decided he wants to run in it to, so that will be even more fun! Poor James, though, he is going to have to get up super early to come with us. He will like it though, he loves riding in the stroller. It's fun to be involved in something that is for a good cause!
I did go to the Dr to see if my foot was broken. I wasn't worried much, but people kept telling me I should go. My foot does fine when I run, except when I am not careful in putting on my shoe and it hits the top of the foot, then it KILLS, but, other than that, it will be just fine!

Terrible horrible no good very bad day!

I will try to keep this short:

Aho got a job he goes to at 4:30 in the morning. Had to get a bike. Yesterday morning, riding to work, he realizes his pedal fell off. Goes back three blocks and finds the pedal. (It wasn't just the pedal, it was the bar connected to it...I guess he was coasting and enjoyed feeling the wind beneath his toes...) Had to walk the rest of the way to work.

His boss then decides she will take him and his bike home since the pedal is disconnected. I took James to work with me, and when Aho said he was at home, I then ran James home. Aho decides he needs the car for whatever reasons, so he brings me back to work. I got out, go to kiss James goodbye, Aho thinks I had closed the door and he starts driving away. My foot happened to be in the way of the tire and he starts driving over my foot. I yell at him to wait. He stops. I tell him to back up. He doesn't, back up, I keep yelling. He turns the car off. I say, why are you turning the car off. The car is on my foot BACK UP!!! He, in a fit of confusion, fumbles with the keys and turns the car on and backs up. I, a little upset, tell him he probably just broke my foot, I didn't get to kiss James because I was a little frustrated, and close the door, hobble off. Aho watching the whole way. He feels bad and calls me after and asks me if I want to go to the dr. I say no, I will be ok.

He calls me later and tells me he is going to S.L. to go see a friend in town. I tell him, I can't walk home and I am done at 4. So, I HAD to leave work early, and I went to Salt Lake with them. James was not happy, he had been in the car too long. We had lunch at Denny's. That was the closest place and James was screaming.

We go home, and I check the mail. Still no tax refund from Utah or Hawaii. What's the hold up! Realize we have to take movies back to redbox, and get James diapers. I go, with my sore foot, Aho stays home with James. James was hungry. Aho wasn't happy. Feed James when I get home. Put him to bed.

He doesn't want to go to bed. Is up until 10:30, force him to sleep. (He did sleep really well last night, after I got him to sleep. It may the squash in his tummy...he loves them!)

Aho's alarm goes off at 4:30. I wake up. Aho knocks on the door a few minutes after leaving. The chain fell off the bike (do you see a reacurring theme with the bike...it is brandnew! I think I need to take it back!) Aho takes the car, I will walk to work.

I lay awake. Aho comes back and says he doesn't have to go. He left his phone in the car, and she had been trying to call him all night. I still lay awake. I guess I went back to sleep as my alarm was going off. Didn't get up until 7:40, when I should be at work by 7! What a day. Hopefully today is better.

Here are some pics of my foot:

The upside of this is James. He is super fun. His favorite thing right now is to hang upside down and watch us walking around. He talks all the time. And I love this outfit. Not a fan of overalls, or camo, so when Aho got this, I thought, I will never put him in this, but then Aho dressed him today (He was taking him to work and didn't care much for the other outfit I had put him in!) The orange! Its all very cute!

And then last night, I heard the story of the guy who locked his daughter in the cellar and had 7 kids with her...nasty...just end my day hearing that kind of garbage, not a great day!

More James

Since I really have nothing to post about, except for sperm drenched burritos, I thought I would post more pics of my baby.