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Family Pictures


While we were out riding our bikes, I wanted to stop and get some family pictures at a couple of places.  Hubby obliged and we stopped, and we self timer-ed our own family photos.

Other than the fact that we’re in our workout clothes, we’re hot and sweaty and my face is all red because I’m tired.  I quite like how these photos turned out.  Ok, I think they are great locations.  I could really work more on how I look.

I like this shot because you get a good view of the whole city behind you, some of the lake, but you can still be close up to us.  C1 was super cute, he put his hands on my shoulder all by himself, we didn’t prompt that.

Navy Pier


On Saturday we decided to go for a bike ride up to Navy Pier.  It took a while to get there on our bikes, but we were more about being out and together than getting to our destination quickly.  It’s about 10 miles from our door, to Navy Pier and it took us about 45 minutes.

Once we got there we decided to go on the farris wheel.  So we paid our money and got on the farris wheel and when up and around.  It was Hubby and C1’s first time on this farris wheel.

We then decided to get ourselves a Jamba Juice while we walked around for a bit, then biked back home.  It was a lovely way to spend our Saturday morning.

I’ve been really enjoying riding our bikes and wonder how we didn’t buy me a bike sooner.  I think our Phil & Ted stroller misses us though.



In our church children don’t go into the Nursery until they are 18 months old.  Well, both hubby and I serve in the primary (3-11 year olds), hubby plays the piano, and I teach a 3 year old class, sunbeams.  Because they needed us both, they let C1 go into nursery 4 weeks before his 18 month birthday.

I’m such a proud mama of her boy.  He goes right on in and doesn’t even look back.  I had to peek on him the first day a few times.  Not really a good idea, because once he saw me he came to the door, but he went back and played without a cry.  He mostly just watches the other kids to figure out how things work.  The leaders tell me he does great.  He eats nicely at snack time, plays well and doesn’t cry.

He loves it with all the toys, and all the friends.  Oh, it just warms my heart that he’s such a good boy.  I’m so proud of him.  Now if we could just get him to sit still during sacrament.

It also helps that he has such a great Dad.  Hubby can’t play the piano without C1 sitting right next to him wanting to play too.  We’re hoping he keeps up the interest in piano, so we can get him into lessons sooner than later.

He just loves his daddy so much.  Hubby is such a big help to me as well.  He knows when I’ve had a rough day and takes C1 and plays and cuddles, and he’s so good about singing and reading to him as well.  We love you Daddy and wish you a HAPPY FATHERS DAY!



I found this gingham fabric at Walmart, and knew I wanted to make C1 a shirt out of it.

Well, not only did I have enough to make him a shirt, I had enough to make him a tie, a bow tie as well as a dress for me.  Although, the dress makes me look pregnant, so I need to be careful about wearing it.

I even have enough left over to make a little something for a C2 (child 2); it would sure make a cute little dress.  But alas, no such plans in our future for a #2 just yet.  I’m really grateful for a husband who puts up with me dressing the family all alike.

Our Bed


Daisy is a great dog, we love her tons.  One day I was trying to change the sheets…

but Daisy would not get off the bed.

So, I made the bed with her in it.

Daisy is often on our bed.  When she naps during the day, it’s on our bed.  When we’re not home, she’s on our bed.  At night; you guessed it; she’s on our bed.  She must think it’s her bed and she shares with us.  What a nice dog to share her bed with Hubby and me.

Padres @ Cubs


Today was fun.  We went to a Chicago Cubs baseball game.  To me, baseball (or any sport really) is slow and boring to watch.  But the atmosphere of being at a game is great.  Apparently we went the same day as a ton of Mormon Missionaries and were sitting right near them all.  Top row straight up third base behind the home plate.  That was fun, but we wanted to stretch out some and let C1 run around a little more than our assigned seats allowed, so we moved seats; a section down and between third base and home plate.

We made sure C1 took his nap early so that he would wake up when it was time to go and be happy while we were there.  It worked out great.  He was happy the whole time, he loved riding on the train to get there and back.  He cheered and clapped and ate his stadium food.  It was so much fun to be out as a family.

It was so fun to be sitting where we did because we were so close to two foul balls.  The first was half a section to our left and 7 rows down.  The second foul ball was 5 rows right in front of us!  While it would be SO cool to catch a game ball, I’m glad one didn’t come flying right at us.  I wouldn’t want C1 or me getting hit by it; I don’t fear for Hubby, he has good instincts.  We did go down and ask the man who caught the second foul ball if we could hold it and take our picture.  He was very kind to let us do so.

We ate our lunch, cheered for our teams; Hubby for Padres, me for Cubs, had our ice cream and headed home after the “Take Me Out to the Ball Game” song; which was led by DUFF GOLDMAN!  I was kind of star struck.  We watch his show ‘Ace of Cakes‘.  I really wanted to see if there was any way for me to go up and meet him and get a picture.  But alas, he was up in the announcer booth and there was no way I could meet him.

The game was super fun, and it was on our list of things to do in Chicago before we move.  But the real adventure started after the game and on our way home.  We took the train to the game and got on the train to go home, until the train stopped.  The driver announced that there was a building near the tracks that was on fire and that the tracks in that section were closed.  So the train went back to the last station and everyone had to get out and find another way to go on their way.  Tons of people were quite upset, but I was more worried that the fire didn’t hurt anyone.

The transit people acted fast.   They had pass cards for people to use so they wouldn’t have to pay extra to take an alternate route.  They guided us where to go to get past the closed section and get back on the train.  The bus was packed!  I don’t know if this was planned, or just buses backed up, but three buses showed up at the stop to transport people down to the next station to continue on their way.  We were all packed into the bus like sardines and we made some new friends.  Quite a few of the people had also come from the game.  One guy in crutches had a box from the game and apparently the first so many people to show up, got a free bobble head doll.  He looked at C1 and gave it to him.  What a nice man.  Lucky for us, we stood squished next to a passenger who knew that part of town and how to get back on track.  So we sort of followed him on which bus stop to get off of to get back onto the train to take us home.

C1 had fallen asleep on the bus, and slept most of the way home which was good, days like this wear him out.  It was such a great day.  I’m so glad that my poor mood lately didn’t ruin this fun experience of having to find a different route home.

Fun Highlights of today:

1. Going to the Cubs game

2. Seeing Missionaries

3. Being really close to people who caught a foul ball (2x)

4. Seeing Duff Goldman in person

5. Being re-routed on our way home and meeting nice people

6. Receiving a free bobble head

7. Spending time with Hubby

8. Knowing we have the cutest kid in the world.

Memorial Day


I realize that Memorial Day is for those who have passed on, but I think of anyone who has been in the military.  I think how grateful to them and their families I am.  This kind of thing didn’t be so much in my mind until I married a Solider.  Lucky for me, he came home safe from Iraq and we married shortly after he got out of the service.  But I still have other family members who are serving, and I realize that it can be such a sacrifice for the families of those who serve.

*the day (hubby to be) came home from Iraq

I just want to say, Thank You.