Where Have You Been?

It's been three months since my last post, and while you may have thought we fell off the planet, life just has a way of being complicated. And busy.

I trained through the beautiful fall months (and totally enjoyed the views) so that I could be ready for my last half-marathon of the year in October.

It wasn't my best race, but I knew going in that I would be slow. I ran it in 2:40:34, which was my slowest race to date. Why did I know I was going to be slow? Because I found out about three weeks before the race that I'd be running with a partner, and I knew I couldn't push myself beyond what he could handle.

Here is the bottom of his foot, visible in the middle-left area.

And here is a more profile shot of him, with his spine visible and torso part of the main picture.

Yes, this is a surprise (with all the struggles we had to have Sarah, we didn't think we'd be having any more kids) but we are super happy and excited to welcome another boy to our family in late May.

He has made my life a little more interesting than I would like. I was sick all the time in the early weeks (part of how I figured out I was pregnant), but right before Thanksgiving we had a bit of a scare, and it made me very sick for about four weeks. I was on doctor's orders to take it easy and rest as much as possible (no exercise either) for the month of December. No worries, all, the baby is just fine. But have you ever tried to take it easy through the busiest time of the year? Yeah, it was interesting, and Jared has done a lot to help out around the house while I was sick.

I wasn't the only one who spent some time sick during the Christmas break. If you know Sarah, this is an occasion that only happens while she is not feeling well. She is a very active little girl and I knew she wasn't feeling well when she was content to sit on the couch and play with her train. She fell asleep on her own. So sad.

But we had a nice, mellow Christmas with family (and my in-laws were able to come up from Texas to spend time with us as well).

Oh, and I cut my hair.

But we've had plenty of silliness and fun around here as well.

Observe: Timothy wearing Sarah's sun glasses and Sarah wearing his. Silly kids.

Combine all of this with my laptop dying on me (no!) and our main computer being rather fritzy (Jared just recently was able to fix it) and I didn't really have a way (or motivation) to write. But I'm felling a bit better these days, and hopefully I can share some of these stories and more in more detail in the weeks to come.

Bones and Supergirls

Oh, and crazy basketball guys, too.

This was our little Supergirl’s first time trick or treating. She never did get it above a whisper at the door, I’m told. But she seemed to have fun, and certainly has enjoyed the feast of her labors.

But what about me, you ask? Well, I was kind of a curmudgeon and didn’t actually dress up on Halloween. But I did dress up for the ward Trunk or Treat. Here’s proof.

Happy Halloween!

Crazy Times

One thing that has become a tradition of sorts for our family is that Jared is responsible for Timothy’s hair on Crazy Hair Day for school. This year was a collaborative effort, I’m told, between Timothy and Jared. It certainly was crazy. Hair gel, hairspray and a blow dryer were involved. Certainly not something you’d see on a normal day.

Trike Times

Jared took Sarah out to ride her tricycle the other month or so, and he snagged a few cute pictures of her while they were out. But I may be biased. Judge for yourself.

Good Friends

Sometimes Sarah and our cat Thomas get along. Sometimes their interactions end in tears (on Sarah’s end). But she really loves our kitty, and sometimes he’ll let her love him too.

Funny Things Kids Do, Part 6

I’m not really sure where Sarah developed this fetish, almost an OCD really, but whenever there is wrapping paper of any kind, it really must go immediately into a garbage bag. Here are some examples from this summer. Notice, she isn’t going for the presents, but the paper that is surrounding them.

Here she is at my parent’s house, at her birthday party. She has a bag to put her wrapping paper in. Alrighty then.

My brother deliberately went to go get the bag at this event so that Sarah would be happy. And she was so happy to get the paper and put it into the bag.

This is her thing. Don’t get in the way. “This is mines,” as Sarah would say.

Whatever, cutie. You’re still silly.

Doctor’s Prognosis

Remember Sarah’s little trip into our table in March? It resulted in this, and seven stitches.

Well, I’m pleased to report it now looks like this:

It is a fairly light scar, and it is fading more with every passing month. If you touch it, you can feel the scar tissue still healing underneath, but with how deep it went, that is to be expected. Also, it would help if Sarah would stop falling and hitting her head in the same spot (two and counting, one with a mighty goose egg that left a lovely bruise on her head for a week or two).

So, thanks again, Dr. Jill, for your good prognosis. She warned us there would be a scar, but she was fairly confident that it would be minimal because the wound was straight and clean. And she was right.

And Sarah’s still my beautiful girl.

Love you, my little klutz.