This weekend, Clark, Clint and I went with my parents to dinner. We have this nice little place here that has lovely outside seating. Unfortunately the outside seating is very popular so it's a little cramped. The waitress came and took our order then moved over to the table next to us. I've told you all before that Clark has some thing for waitresses. Well he really proved it that night. As the waitress had her back turned to us, she was taking the order of the next table and Clark reached over and grabbed the ladies rear. Well actually mostly her hip, but it totally embarrassed me! I turned bright red. This was not the first embarrassing moment, and I am definitely sure it won't be the last.
It reminds me of when Clark was just like 3 weeks old. We took him to church for the first time and so everyone was paying extra attention to us, or so it seemed. Clint and I were in our Gospel Principles class which is set up mostly for investigators or new members of our church. Clint and I really liked the class so that was where we normally went. Anyways, Clark started to poop and made a bunch of noise. I felt horrible because it totally distracted the entire class. Not that there were that many of us in there, but some of them were new to our church and we totally side tracked the teacher. He told us that it wouldn't be the last time Clark embarrassed us. The other night definitely proved that!
Monday, September 27, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Me and Clark
My mom was telling me about Sesame Street hosting Katie Perry and that they weren't going to play the video. But this is what I found.
It made me laugh because I feel like this is my relationship with Clark. Chasing after him, but playing and having fun while his mood changes through out the day. I realize that the video is "controversial" because of her dress, but I didn't think it was that bad and I liked the words of the song.
It made me laugh because I feel like this is my relationship with Clark. Chasing after him, but playing and having fun while his mood changes through out the day. I realize that the video is "controversial" because of her dress, but I didn't think it was that bad and I liked the words of the song.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Crazy boys and hiking
When Clint and I first started thinking about having children I would think about what they would look like and how they would act. My first thought was, we're screwed! We were both wild children growing up, giving our parents a run for their money and got ourselves into lots of trouble. I definitely see that side in Clark. He's mischievous and tests the limits daily. That's on top of always being on the go and constantly getting into things.
We have this little chair that Clark's great grandfather made my dad way back when. Although Clark's not quit big enough to sit in the chair by himself, he does like to take the burp clothes out from under it. That's one of the things about us, I have to have stashes of burp clothes around the house for him and his favoirte thing is to pull them all out and throw them around the room. Terror on my hands I tell you! Although the spitting up has decreased dramatically and it almost never happens as long as I don't eat tomatoes. Do you know how many things have tomatoes in them?!
See this cute face? Looks sweet enough, but I'm sure he's plotting my demise one day. Constructing ways of escaping the gated off areas or ways in which he can get himself into trouble, but not too far away from mommy.
Of course the things we absolutely don't want him to do are the things he tries to do first. Like put his hands all over the wall outlets. They are all covered, but he still likes to touch them.
This is Clark practicing his kissing technique on the glass door. Trouble I tell you!
Then that brings us to his father. My adorable husband who manages to get himself into another kind of trouble. I told you a couple of weeks ago that he crashed his mountain bike and really hurt himself. While he's still broken, he is healing, but it's a slow and painful process for BOTH of us. He's not able to sleep very well because he's pretty sure that despite what the doctor's and the ER told him he thinks his ribs are broken, as is his wrist. His scrapes and gouges are doing much better though.
This is a picture of Clint on our hike yesterday.
I made him stand still so I could take the picture because I wanted to show you his true survival skills.
He forgot to put sunscreen on his healing arm (you didn't see how bad it was because it was covered by a bandage on my last blog post). He has new skin growing and it's bright pink and very fragile. When we first left for our walk it was cold and he had a sweater on, hence forgetting to put sunscreen on his wound. So he made a mud paste to cover up the new skin and protect it from the sun. I'm proud of him!
These next two are us at the top of the ridge behind our house. Where we live right now is off to the right, but you can't see it. This is just the "little" gated community that my parents live in. It's about the size of Manhattan, KS, but it's pretty. :)
Clark was there too, but he was in the stroller sleeping.
Oh and my last little bit of happy news and fun fact about me/us: 1. We are in escrow on a town house and hopefully will be in our own house by Clark's First birthday. Speaking of Clark's birth, since I went to the hospital to give birth to Clark I have lost 65lbs! Clint said that's cheating since I had a baby, but I still had to work it off, so I'm counting it! :)
We have this little chair that Clark's great grandfather made my dad way back when. Although Clark's not quit big enough to sit in the chair by himself, he does like to take the burp clothes out from under it. That's one of the things about us, I have to have stashes of burp clothes around the house for him and his favoirte thing is to pull them all out and throw them around the room. Terror on my hands I tell you! Although the spitting up has decreased dramatically and it almost never happens as long as I don't eat tomatoes. Do you know how many things have tomatoes in them?!
See this cute face? Looks sweet enough, but I'm sure he's plotting my demise one day. Constructing ways of escaping the gated off areas or ways in which he can get himself into trouble, but not too far away from mommy.
Of course the things we absolutely don't want him to do are the things he tries to do first. Like put his hands all over the wall outlets. They are all covered, but he still likes to touch them.
This is Clark practicing his kissing technique on the glass door. Trouble I tell you!
Then that brings us to his father. My adorable husband who manages to get himself into another kind of trouble. I told you a couple of weeks ago that he crashed his mountain bike and really hurt himself. While he's still broken, he is healing, but it's a slow and painful process for BOTH of us. He's not able to sleep very well because he's pretty sure that despite what the doctor's and the ER told him he thinks his ribs are broken, as is his wrist. His scrapes and gouges are doing much better though.
This is a picture of Clint on our hike yesterday.
I made him stand still so I could take the picture because I wanted to show you his true survival skills.
He forgot to put sunscreen on his healing arm (you didn't see how bad it was because it was covered by a bandage on my last blog post). He has new skin growing and it's bright pink and very fragile. When we first left for our walk it was cold and he had a sweater on, hence forgetting to put sunscreen on his wound. So he made a mud paste to cover up the new skin and protect it from the sun. I'm proud of him!
These next two are us at the top of the ridge behind our house. Where we live right now is off to the right, but you can't see it. This is just the "little" gated community that my parents live in. It's about the size of Manhattan, KS, but it's pretty. :)
Clark was there too, but he was in the stroller sleeping.
Oh and my last little bit of happy news and fun fact about me/us: 1. We are in escrow on a town house and hopefully will be in our own house by Clark's First birthday. Speaking of Clark's birth, since I went to the hospital to give birth to Clark I have lost 65lbs! Clint said that's cheating since I had a baby, but I still had to work it off, so I'm counting it! :)
Monday, September 6, 2010
LOSER
That's what I feel like. It's been more then a month since my last post and I can't exactly stay that I've been extremely busy. Guess that's my problem, that I've done nothing interesting enough in the last month that I've felt it was worth blogging about. Oh well. Thank goodness for holiday weekends right? It just happens that all the interesting things have happened this weekend.
Some cute pictures of my baby. :)
This is actually what he looked like before I got the other two pictures. We've been seeing lots of tears lately.
On Saturday Clint, my dad, Clark and I went to Fallbrook to visit our friends that we know from riding the quads with them at the desert.
They have a Polaris Rhino so Clark, Clint and I went to sit in it. Clint was nervous about the actual riding in it with Clark, so we just playing in the driveway.
Have any of you noticed the red marks on Clint's arm or the brace around his wrist?
Well that's how our holiday weekend started. Clint had Friday and Monday off from work. He took his brother out riding their mountain bikes. I told him to be careful, like I always do. His exact words were, "It's Harding, it's easy. I'll be fine!"
Well about 3 hours later he came into the house bloody, brused and in need of x-rays and probably some stitches!
He managed to fall off his bike after going over a jump, and skid down the trail for about 20 feet. His entire left side has scraped, cut, gouged, bruised and road rashed. When he walked into the house he said with a big smile on his face, "I fell off my bike and I think I broke my wrist and some ribs. I need to go to the ER and get them checked out."
We spend a short amount of time in the ER for them to tell him that he didn't break anything, although, 3 days later he's feeling pulvarized and is pretty sure the ribs are busted. The road rash on his arm, which you can't really see in the pictures, is giving him a hard time with healing. He also is very uncomfortable due to his ribs, but he will heal.
The day kept getting more interesting because we put an offer on a house that day and our real-estate agent almost had to come to the hospital to have us sign the paper work. We ended up going to his office and are still waiting to hear back from the owners. :(
Monday, today, we went to my dad's boss's house for a BBQ. Delicious food and some fun time in the grass at his house.
I love how the expression on their faces is identical. :)
Lastly we have some bath pictures. I took these the other night to write about Clark's bathing experiences. What you see here is a happy child. A child who loves the bath now, after lots of tears and struggles with giving this child a bath.
When Clark was brand new (lovely, I'm making him sound like a new car or something.) Clint and I gave him his first bath at home. He SCREAMED the entire time. He turned bright red and Clint and I were just about in tears ourselves. It took us 15 minutes to calm him down and Clint and I thought we would never give him a bath again! It only took about 7 or 8 months before he liked the bath, but now he loves them because he normally doesn't fall over too much and Clint and I are working really hard to make him like the water. :)
I'll keep you posted on the house hunt, and on Clint's healing. He's bummed that he can't do more exercise then walk, but in a couple of weeks I'm sure he'll be back on the bike. That is after we replace the helmet and clothes he tore up in the crash.
Some cute pictures of my baby. :)
This is actually what he looked like before I got the other two pictures. We've been seeing lots of tears lately.
On Saturday Clint, my dad, Clark and I went to Fallbrook to visit our friends that we know from riding the quads with them at the desert.
They have a Polaris Rhino so Clark, Clint and I went to sit in it. Clint was nervous about the actual riding in it with Clark, so we just playing in the driveway.
Have any of you noticed the red marks on Clint's arm or the brace around his wrist?
Well that's how our holiday weekend started. Clint had Friday and Monday off from work. He took his brother out riding their mountain bikes. I told him to be careful, like I always do. His exact words were, "It's Harding, it's easy. I'll be fine!"
Well about 3 hours later he came into the house bloody, brused and in need of x-rays and probably some stitches!
He managed to fall off his bike after going over a jump, and skid down the trail for about 20 feet. His entire left side has scraped, cut, gouged, bruised and road rashed. When he walked into the house he said with a big smile on his face, "I fell off my bike and I think I broke my wrist and some ribs. I need to go to the ER and get them checked out."
We spend a short amount of time in the ER for them to tell him that he didn't break anything, although, 3 days later he's feeling pulvarized and is pretty sure the ribs are busted. The road rash on his arm, which you can't really see in the pictures, is giving him a hard time with healing. He also is very uncomfortable due to his ribs, but he will heal.
The day kept getting more interesting because we put an offer on a house that day and our real-estate agent almost had to come to the hospital to have us sign the paper work. We ended up going to his office and are still waiting to hear back from the owners. :(
Monday, today, we went to my dad's boss's house for a BBQ. Delicious food and some fun time in the grass at his house.
I love how the expression on their faces is identical. :)
Lastly we have some bath pictures. I took these the other night to write about Clark's bathing experiences. What you see here is a happy child. A child who loves the bath now, after lots of tears and struggles with giving this child a bath.
When Clark was brand new (lovely, I'm making him sound like a new car or something.) Clint and I gave him his first bath at home. He SCREAMED the entire time. He turned bright red and Clint and I were just about in tears ourselves. It took us 15 minutes to calm him down and Clint and I thought we would never give him a bath again! It only took about 7 or 8 months before he liked the bath, but now he loves them because he normally doesn't fall over too much and Clint and I are working really hard to make him like the water. :)
I'll keep you posted on the house hunt, and on Clint's healing. He's bummed that he can't do more exercise then walk, but in a couple of weeks I'm sure he'll be back on the bike. That is after we replace the helmet and clothes he tore up in the crash.
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