This is a bad photo b/c I took it out of the living room window, but you can see the lower deck and the stairs. The upper deck is 16x11 with a pergola over half of it. Then the stairs are angled (with a baby gate at the top), then a landing, then the bottom deck is an octagon shape with benches around half of it. It is so cool! Trey and I hung out there a lot yesterday afternoon/evening and the weather was perfect.
July 31, 2008
The deck is finished
This is a bad photo b/c I took it out of the living room window, but you can see the lower deck and the stairs. The upper deck is 16x11 with a pergola over half of it. Then the stairs are angled (with a baby gate at the top), then a landing, then the bottom deck is an octagon shape with benches around half of it. It is so cool! Trey and I hung out there a lot yesterday afternoon/evening and the weather was perfect.
July 30, 2008
July 29, 2008
July 28, 2008
coming soon to a Gap Baby near you: Tiny Tales
Stay tuned for more info on this exciting development. I am a little
hopped up on percocet right now to deal with the mastitis pain...
not sure I could type the details correctly, but I will soon.
hopped up on percocet right now to deal with the mastitis pain...
not sure I could type the details correctly, but I will soon.
July 27, 2008
July 25, 2008
Airplane or ship?
Me: look trey! There is an airplane in the sky.
Trey: wow! Who is in there?
Me: I don't know. Who do you think is in there?
Trey: well, probably the pirate.
(I think he meant pilot)
July 23, 2008
Matchbox cars
Judy sent some matchbox cars and trucks with Grampy this trip as a present for Trey, and he LOVES them! Joe put him to bed last night, Trey insisted on taking handfuls of them to his room. When Joe checked in on him later, he was on his back, spread eagle, cars in both hands.
Jonah's 2 week checkup
I took Jonah for his 2 week checkup today. I'm technically not supposed to drive until tomorrow, but shhh... I did it anyway. Grampy is in town, so I let him and Joe and Trey spend some quality time together shopping at Sam's.
Jonah weighs 7 lbs 6 oz. The doc is very impressed with his weight gain. They look for the baby to be back to birth weight by 2 weeks, and Jonah is past that by 12 oz! He is still relatively small though on the weight scale in the 20th percentile. He has grown a 1/2 inch, which puts him in the 50% percentile for length. And he has a small head like his brother, coming in at the 10th percentile. His cord stump fell off yesterday and looks healthy, and his "boy part" is healing well from the snip snip surgery.
Jonah weighs 7 lbs 6 oz. The doc is very impressed with his weight gain. They look for the baby to be back to birth weight by 2 weeks, and Jonah is past that by 12 oz! He is still relatively small though on the weight scale in the 20th percentile. He has grown a 1/2 inch, which puts him in the 50% percentile for length. And he has a small head like his brother, coming in at the 10th percentile. His cord stump fell off yesterday and looks healthy, and his "boy part" is healing well from the snip snip surgery.
July 22, 2008
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July 21, 2008
My wild and crazy son
Right before dinner is the "witching hour" when Trey has a sudden burst of uncontrollable energy, loud volume, and selective hearing. When the deck is finished, I will be sending him outside to play during this time.
Mom's Eulogy for Aunt Marianne
Isn't this one of the most touching things you've ever read?
Marianne and Suzanne – The Shepperd Twins
That’s how we were thought of when we were young, and always in that order.
Marianne always was first: the first born, the first to walk, the first seat in our bicycle-build-for-two, the first driver of the car we shared, the first to have a baby – her precious daughter Anne – and the first to travel to our heavenly home.
When I was trying how to describe Marianne, I was drawn to her amazing artistic talent to think of a box of crayons.
Remember how you felt when you opened that new box, and you could choose from any of the crayons…….but you were drawn to one special color in particular, and that would be the first you’d take out of the box.
It was more exciting, more vivid, more unique, more fun, more memorable than all of the others.
And if you looked at the label to see what that color was called, it might have been something like Periwinkle Purple or Tropical Orange.
Now, imagine that those crayons were actually a box of people who were the most wonderful and loving, the most unique, the most memorable in the box.
The name on the side of that crayon would be Marianne Morse. She was a color of her own.
To talk about how special Marianne was to us, we would have to talk about those things that were most special to her.
First and foremost was family. Marianne’s children and grandchildren were everything to her. Anne and Byron, Maggie and Cole, Clint and Diana – Stephen Forrest and Grace – Marianne loved each very much and delighted in her grandchildren. Her husband Clint was the love of her life and her friend and companion.
Marianne also was a wonderful daughter to our parents, and I couldn’t have asked for a better sister for my brother Al and myself. Countless nieces and nephews, great nieces and great nephews…. The family is large and loving and she will be greatly missed by us all.
Since January, I have been in Roanoke quite a bit and Marianne and I have discussed a lot of things that in our busy adult lives we hadn’t had time to talk about.
We talked about Romans 10:9 – “If you confess with your lips that Jesus is Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.”
I believe with my whole heart that Marianne accepted that promise and at this moment is standing in the presence of the Living Lord.
I believe that on Wednesday Marianne decided that everything she needed to do was taken care of here on earth..and that she should have the privilege of going on – to see Dad and our brother Johnny – and to check things out to make sure it is ready one day for the rest of us.
So for those of use who have been left behind, our crayon box is missing one very special color.
But if you look closely at a rainbow the next time you see one, you might just see a color that is a little more vivid, a little more unique, a little more interesting, a little more memorable.
That color would be called Marianne.
Marianne and Suzanne – The Shepperd Twins
That’s how we were thought of when we were young, and always in that order.
Marianne always was first: the first born, the first to walk, the first seat in our bicycle-build-for-two, the first driver of the car we shared, the first to have a baby – her precious daughter Anne – and the first to travel to our heavenly home.
When I was trying how to describe Marianne, I was drawn to her amazing artistic talent to think of a box of crayons.
Remember how you felt when you opened that new box, and you could choose from any of the crayons…….but you were drawn to one special color in particular, and that would be the first you’d take out of the box.
It was more exciting, more vivid, more unique, more fun, more memorable than all of the others.
And if you looked at the label to see what that color was called, it might have been something like Periwinkle Purple or Tropical Orange.
Now, imagine that those crayons were actually a box of people who were the most wonderful and loving, the most unique, the most memorable in the box.
The name on the side of that crayon would be Marianne Morse. She was a color of her own.
To talk about how special Marianne was to us, we would have to talk about those things that were most special to her.
First and foremost was family. Marianne’s children and grandchildren were everything to her. Anne and Byron, Maggie and Cole, Clint and Diana – Stephen Forrest and Grace – Marianne loved each very much and delighted in her grandchildren. Her husband Clint was the love of her life and her friend and companion.
Marianne also was a wonderful daughter to our parents, and I couldn’t have asked for a better sister for my brother Al and myself. Countless nieces and nephews, great nieces and great nephews…. The family is large and loving and she will be greatly missed by us all.
Since January, I have been in Roanoke quite a bit and Marianne and I have discussed a lot of things that in our busy adult lives we hadn’t had time to talk about.
We talked about Romans 10:9 – “If you confess with your lips that Jesus is Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised Him from the dead, you will be saved.”
I believe with my whole heart that Marianne accepted that promise and at this moment is standing in the presence of the Living Lord.
I believe that on Wednesday Marianne decided that everything she needed to do was taken care of here on earth..and that she should have the privilege of going on – to see Dad and our brother Johnny – and to check things out to make sure it is ready one day for the rest of us.
So for those of use who have been left behind, our crayon box is missing one very special color.
But if you look closely at a rainbow the next time you see one, you might just see a color that is a little more vivid, a little more unique, a little more interesting, a little more memorable.
That color would be called Marianne.
Pics of the week
2 brothers and a little lamb
Trey likes to eat his popsicle on the back deck and spy on the neighbors
Jonah chillin'
Trey isn't allowed to wear shoes in the house, but he argued that wearing them on his hands was ok
Trey likes to eat his popsicle on the back deck and spy on the neighbors
Jonah chillin'
Trey isn't allowed to wear shoes in the house, but he argued that wearing them on his hands was ok
July 19, 2008
Is there anything sweeter than a 2 year old boy?
Tonight I was upset about something, and when Trey saw me crying he said "bend down mommy I will wipe up your tears."
July 18, 2008
Overheard in the car
Trey telling Jonah in a quiet, sweet voice when Joe stopped at a red light "hold on tight baby Jonah."
July 17, 2008
The backyard before photos
One of the most important things to me now that we are in the wonderful Colorado weather is that we have good outdoor spaces to spend our time.
We are in a subdivision where the houses are all done by the same builder and look similar. Most neighborhoods in this area of Colorado are the same way. We thought we would hate it, but what the homes lack in individuality, the community makes up for in common spaces and amenities like parks, trails, wide streets to ride bikes, and POOLS!
This is the view from our garage, looking across the street to the pool, playground, basketball court, and park.
Here are some "before" photos of the backyard. Next week construction starts on our new deck. They've already started to take up the concrete pad that was there. We are going to double the size of the existing deck, add a pergola over part of it for shade, change the staircase to be 2 sections with a landing in the middle (ever since Trey's tumble down the long staircase at the rental house I am paranoid about it happening again), add a baby gate at the top of the stairs, and add a lower deck where we can sit and watch the kids play in the yard. I'm imagining dinner every night on the top deck and drinking beers in lounge chairs on the lower deck. Joe will also work his magic on the plants.
This is our view from the deck. We are so lucky we don't have a house immediately behind us.
Here is Trey picking up Quinn's poop.
We are in a subdivision where the houses are all done by the same builder and look similar. Most neighborhoods in this area of Colorado are the same way. We thought we would hate it, but what the homes lack in individuality, the community makes up for in common spaces and amenities like parks, trails, wide streets to ride bikes, and POOLS!
This is the view from our garage, looking across the street to the pool, playground, basketball court, and park.
Here are some "before" photos of the backyard. Next week construction starts on our new deck. They've already started to take up the concrete pad that was there. We are going to double the size of the existing deck, add a pergola over part of it for shade, change the staircase to be 2 sections with a landing in the middle (ever since Trey's tumble down the long staircase at the rental house I am paranoid about it happening again), add a baby gate at the top of the stairs, and add a lower deck where we can sit and watch the kids play in the yard. I'm imagining dinner every night on the top deck and drinking beers in lounge chairs on the lower deck. Joe will also work his magic on the plants.
This is our view from the deck. We are so lucky we don't have a house immediately behind us.
Here is Trey picking up Quinn's poop.
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