Weekend Fun

Friday I had Vienna on my lap and I look down and she had quietly EXPLODED out of her diaper.  I mean I couldn't stand up because I didn't want the pools of mustard to get on the carpet.  So I squat walk into the bathroom and throw us both in the bathtub- clothes and all.  Cambry thought this meant it was time to blow bubbles, since the bubbles were in the bathtub too.  As I'm trying to do damage control she's having a meltdown saying "Bubbles" in different octaves and volumes.  20 minutes later we're finally mustard free, diapered (her not me), and dressed (me not her) , and on the deck blowing bubbles.

She's happy

And she's happy

Friday Girls Night:
My friend Vania and I decided it was time to get a bunch of women together.  She said it would be low key.  My assignment: bring plastic silverware and cookies.  Hmm... pretty even right?

We had SUCH a good time!  We had all ages show up and we told some hairy embarrassing stories, and we all laughed until we cried.  It was definitely a success.  Women need each other. I realized I'm not in any of the pics though.  whoops!

Saturday lunch: Devin serenading our girls

Park Time:  I made Devin take the day off.  We do projects on our new house every spare hour lately, and I NEED TO PLAY DANG IT!! So here we are playing.

Sunday Afternoon:
We have had afternoon church for over a year (who's bitter??). Today was stake conference.  The stars aligned and we all took an afternoon nap and went for a family walk to a little lake by our house (excuse C's nap/hat hair). Here is C just spotting the lake.

This little girl makes this big girl quite happy

Cambers sucking thumb lake side,

chasing stray dogs, 

and throwing rocks in the lake with dad. All in all an excellent weekend.

February

I've been so bad at keeping up on the blog lately.  So here is our month in a flash:

The girls and I went to see their favorite baby sitter Tabby cheer at a middle school basketball game.  Cambry loves her (I don't know what the deal was with her drooling that day, but she was a mess!)

Vienna started rolling over as of late, and this is one of the coaxing sessions.  Her first time was January 27th, and has only done it a hand full of times since.  

I went into the bathroom one time and saw Cambry standing on the scale with no pants and wrapped up in the shower curtain, like her weight needs to be kept a secret.  Haha.  

Cambry helping Vienna love to read too.

We had a Superbowl party a week after we moved in.  It helped us have a desire to unpack quickly.  It was a success and we all had a great time.  Devin thought about pulling out the camera when the party was almost over.  We realized how old we are when most everyone left at half time to put their kids to bed, or to go to bed themselves.

the party remnants:  The Binghams and Ranes

And the Andersens

Grandma Rappleye sent us a Valentines package!  Hooray!

I think she likes her book :)

 Cambry LOVES opening presents. She knew exactly what to do.

Side note:  After I get C dressed in the mornings, lately she wants her pajamas back on over her clothes.  This day she wanted her shoes on too.  She is so goofy.

Thanks Grandma!

I am not a fan of suckers.  I don't allow them inside

Devin is a good dad to sit outside with her till she finished.

These girls are so great to each other.  They love snuggles.  When we're in the car, I want to be in the back there with them because they get each other laughing so hard.

The other day Cambry woke up from her nap crying.  I brought Vienna in with me, who was fussy.  I put Vienna in Cambry's crib and they were both giggling in seconds.

Isn't she the cutest Gerber Baby + 10 lbs?!

Vienna's first swing.  

My handsome husband is so great.  He bikes to school every day so I can have our car.  When we celebrated Valentines this year, he took me to a Japanese Sushi restaurant.  Ever since I've known him we've had the discussion of how great/disgusting raw fish is.  I could never convince him to go with me.  He surprised me and found the best place in the city and treated me.  He is so fantastic.

 This year I made a New Year resolution to celebrate holidays.  Last year we couldn't figure out why nothing special was happening on holidays... It wasn't until Halloween I figured out I never had to plan anything before because we lived by family that always planned great events.  

Baby steps people.  Heart shaped chicken pot pie/ top dyed pink.  Red dishes, red juice, cute flowers, grandma Ber chocolates.  Good enough.

This girl isn't as calm as we once labeled her.  She has energy and its almost always accompanied with a huge smile.

So sad because the ball rolled off the deck.  It was one of those days...

She is obsessed with this little car I got her at the consignment sale because I didn't want to carry her anymore.

Who would've thought my kids would see more snow in NC than in Utah? Cambers LOVES LOVES snow.  Too bad it was gone by noon.

Another precious moment

We were building towers with mega blocks and I crawled towards Cambry looking like this.

REALLY?? I didn't see that coming?? Ok.. so I know its hard to tell since I'm so sleep deprived and always look like I got punched in the eye sockets, but I only have one shiner. not two

Our New Little Cottage

We moved! After enduring a few a lot of our neighbor's fiestas and late-night parties, our lease finally ran out and we left at our first chance. We started looking for places to live when we got back from our trip to Utah. We drove by this house one night to check it out and were immediately enchanted. We just felt that this was where we were suppose to live. If it weren't for that spiritual confirmation, we wouldn't have made through the next few weeks. When we showed up for a viewing of the house, the agent didn't even show up. We were greeted by a painter. The floors were covered in plastic with the crumbled remains of the ceiling. Yet, we still felt good about it. When we finally meet the agent for the house, he seemed apathetic and indolent. The house was also a little outside of our price range. We contemplated many time about backing out, but we finally signed the lease and started getting ready to move.

We lived in a cardboard castle for about a week before we moved (Joslyn mentioned that to the missionaries and one of them thought that we were homeless).

The ward really came through- 16 men to move, 6 women to help clean both new and old places, and a family to watch our girls. The move was just a giant flash boxes and middle-aged men. It took just under 1 and 1/2 hours to move everything from our apartment to our house.Well, almost everything...

We had to take apart our stacked washer and dryer to get it out our bathroom (remember this fiasco - scroll to the middle of the post). This guy, John Pearson, is a true friend. I asked him if he had an hour to help me take apart the washer and dryer. Well, it took us three - much better than the six it took me on my first go around. Thanks, John!

Our new house! Isn't it a charming little cottage?

Here is half of our front room.

Here is the other half.

Dining room (viewed from the front room). It is so open and spacious here.

Our wooden kitchen. We caught out first mouse in here.

The bedrooms and other parts of the house aren't quite together yet, but they are in the video. We are so glad that we made this move. Now that we have most of the house situated, this place is starting to feel like a real home. Joslyn said that for the first time since 18, she feels at home.

If you want to see more of our house, check out this video.

Shameless

We moved last week.  More to come on that. I woke up this morning to the garbage truck picking up the trash... but not ours since we didn't know when garbage day took place.  Note taken- it's on Fridays.  He left our street before I could get it out.  I've been watching my street to see the neighbors' cans on the curb, but to no avail.  Our trash can lid was already sticking up with white bags trying to escape. An hour later, I heard another truck near by.  I stuck my head out the front door and saw it on a neighboring street. So I slapped some shoes on, left my kids to tend themselves, and attempted to cross a busy road during the morning rush with my trash can in tow.    As I stood on the curb waiting for the trash man with bed head in pajamas, I thought about how I've reached a new low, and am quite proud of myself.