Today I was organizing pictures

And I found this one.  awww.

A picture for you. or two or three.

Sometimes Des forgets his pants...it's cool.




When your baby needs to go for a ride, you can't just stop and put on the necessary clothing items society demands you should. Boots are quite enough. Aaaand a jacket.




And puzzles are best done in bed. True story.




And the benches at church are very hard. Especially when you fall and use your face to catch yourself. Hopefully we'll have better luck this week...

In case you're really confused

looks like blogger restored the missing posts so the pics are on here twice. don't think I've lost my mind or anything. I suppose I should've been more patient....

woh blogger. what gives?

I was informed through other blogs that Blogger had a big hissy-fit yesterday and stopped working/deleted a bunch of people's posts/altogether was eeeevil. I am a victim. I posted yesterday. I really did.

I showed you this:




and a few pics from Green River:







And even made a few clever comments on how in one day I almost became fatherless and a widow when the menfolk went hiking in 90+ degree temps and may have ran out of water...

But blogger ruined it all. Geeze. I'm not inviting him to the next party.

Oh wait. Dang. He owns the place.

Well, I'll leave you with this. A picture my hubby took before his almost-demise.




And blogger, get with the program. Between the photo issues, random spaces you stick in my posts, and now the mass arbitrary deletion...we're still friends but only barely.

Tummy shot at 5 months (or around there...) and good ol' GR

So here I was at about 5 months. Back when I could still be "incognito" about the belly. Then this past Sunday something happened and it blew up. Everyone at church was a little shocked to see I was sporting a prego belly.

And even though I'm not an elephant (yet...)it does look a lot bigger from where I'm standing. So I feel big. But it still took the token hand-under-the-belly to make it look like i didn't just eat a huge lunch.



And we went to Green River, UT last weekend to visit grandma Hatt and see the fam. And kolt did some camping/hiking/almost dying on the side of the mountain with my dad and his scouts. I mean...they were testing their manliness with lack of water and 90+ degree temps...

But before I almost became fatherless and a widow on the same day, we played around at the ranch Kolt's grandparents run.

The first thing we wanted to do was show Des the puppies they train to hunt birds:




He was a bit overwhelmed by their puppiness. He got scratched once and that was that. But they were cute. And smelly. But cute.

We did other stuff but the pics were less excited/cute/interesting/whatever. I shall leave you with this beauty taken by Kolt on his death hike:

I need a baby STAT

I just stopped by to say that I'm working on getting something up on here. We're being lazy about the blog this week.

Aaaaand I need a baby. I've moved past the, "Oh my gosh what did I do" stage to, "move it along, kid. Time to come out and play!"  It's rough.

I still have the, "never mind, take your time" stage. That usually hits around month 7...or when a particular two-year old decides he needs to "mow the lawn" at 6 am.  Luckily he remembered to put on his hat. Shoes, not so much.

He may look innocent...

Just had this thought

So our place in Orem is going back up for rent in the next few months. If you know someone who would like to rent it let us know! Its super close to UVU so it's great for a few students to split the rent.

Here's the ad on KSL

Shameless self promotion, I know.  But figured I'd spread the word.