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Sunday, July 19, 2009

Independence Day

Over the 4th of July, we took a trip to Wyoming to visit Jeff's sister. Although it was a quick trip, it had no shortage of memories, some fun and some not-so-fun.

Day 1: Begin our nine-hour drive at 10:30 pm. Savannah is teething and not sleeping well in the car, so 75% of our drive we are all kept awake by her screaming. She spends more time on my lap than in her car seat. We arrive at 7:30 am the next morning.

Day 2: Try to catch up on sleep after our all-nighter. Visit a park and take a trolley ride, both of which we struggle to stay awake through. Later than evening we crash for a quick nap at the local Hampton Inn. All agree they are the most comfortable beds we have ever slept in.

Day 3: Take some family pictures at a nearby historic site. Go to a splash park and play some wiffleball. Savannah doesn't think much of the fountains, but is digging the bean dip. Watch a spectacular firework show.

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Day 4: Attend the blessing of our newest niece. Begin the longest drive any of us have ever been on. I won't go into details here, but you can read all about it on my sister-in-law's blog here. Warning: not for those with a weak stomach.

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Savannah's first birthday cake

Some pictures need no words.

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Last week I took Savannah in for her one year checkup. To my dismay, she was perfectly healthy, meaning her screaming fits as of late are just a personality thing. The only concern the doctor has is that she hasn't gained any weight in 3 months, but she looks great and is eating well, so he's not worried.

Weight: 19 lbs 13 oz (29%)
Height: 29.75" (73%)
Head: 18.6 " (95%)

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Summertime, and the living is easy

I love summertime.

I love the warm weather, even when it's uncomfortable.

I love the green trees.

I love the summertime activities.

I love all the city days.

Our yard has taught me there is even more to love about summer.

I love watching the grapes come back. At the end of last fall, I cut the vines back to almost nothing. I had no idea what I was doing, so I crossed my fingers and hoped they would grow again. To my astonishment, they are back in full force with hardly any help from me. The grape juice I bottled last year is our favorite thing we got out of our yard, so I am excited to make some more this year.

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I love seeing my garden grow. I killed most of my plants last year, but then I took a gardening class and already I am noticing a dramatic difference. It's a small garden this year, but I hope to be able to add more each year. I am especially excited for Logan to be old enough to help me weed!

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I love our hammock. Before we met, Jeff served a mission for our church in Mexico. For the two years he lived there, he slept in a hammock. Before he came home, he had this hammock custom made so that it would be wide enough for two. If you've never laid in a nylon hammock, you haven't lived. They are so much more comfortable than hard rope hammocks. Logan loves to play in it (he calls it his "big swing") and I have started taking a book out to it every afternoon after I finish working. Reading a book in a hammock in the shade on a warm summer afternoon is truly bliss.

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How to entertain three kids under 8 when they come to visit for 3 weeks

If you ever happen to have nieces and/or nephews in town because their mom just had a baby and needs some recovery time, here are some ideas that might help.

1. Make sure their visit coincides with Orem city days, so you can spend the afternoon eating sugar-filled candy and riding carnival rides. Don't miss the motorcycle ride, especially if you have a cute cousin to sit behind you.

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2. Attend a Salt Lake Bees game where the main attraction is NOT the baseball game, but rather the jumphouses, playground, and train at the back of the park. Try to get five kids to sit on the railing at once for a picture, but don't be discouraged when you don't get one because the security guard makes everyone go back to their seats. Just be content that you got four of the five in a picture.

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3. Go to Pioneer Village. For a nominal fee, the kids will enjoy running through unrestricted historical houses and petting (malling) brand new baby lambs. They will also have the opportunity to construct an arrow-head necklace, brand leather, and dip wax candles. Note: 3-year-olds are very capable of dipping strings into hot wax, but are prone to then drip the wax all over you.

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4. Take five kids to Chuck E Cheese by yourself. Be sure to pick an afternoon when it is nearly empty so you can keep track of all of them without too much effort. Don't take any pictures to document this experience, because heaven knows you certainly won't have extra hands for a camera.

Thanks, Taylor, Emma, and Madi for a fun-filled three weeks! You can come visit us any time you'd like!

Friday, July 17, 2009

The booger game

"Daddy, I want to play the booger game."
"The booger game?"
"Yeah."
"I don't know that one. How do you play?"
"You roll it. Like this." (Rolls fingers together.)
"Oh. You roll your boogers?"
"Yep."
"Ok, but if part of the game is to flick them, you have to flick them on Mommy. Deal?"
"Deal."

Would whoever taught Logan the "booger game" please come forward and confess? If you do not, believe me, I will hunt you down and make you clean up all the flicked boogers off my back.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Big announcement...

No, we're not pregnant, but I made you look, didn't I?! In a way, though, this sort of is my baby. It's something that's been in the works for a while, and I feel like I have invested blood, sweat, and tears while I have raised it up to what I've wanted it to be. Today I'd like you to meet

My Website.

For months now I've been searching for the perfect domain, trying everything from carlypendletonphotography.com (it was taken) to bluejeanphotography.com (not personal enough) to fotosbycarly.com (too hard to spell). Finally I settled on carlypendleton.com, because my dad is always telling me that everyone should own their own name as a domain. Besides, if this business venture ever goes south, I can still use the site for whatever other totally original thing I choose to do, like starting a hair bow company.

In the meantime, to celebrate my new website going live, I'm giving anyone who blogs about and links to my site (or my photo blog) from their blog $10 off a portrait package. (You have to visit my site to see what that package is... wha ha ha.)

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Logan's room

I recently realized that I've never posted any pictures of the kids rooms. So today while Logan was on a date with Grandpa at Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs, I took the opportunity to clean his room, hang some new shelves, and take some pictures.

The inspiration for his room came from these little guys. (Bad light + shaky hand = blurry pictures. My apologies.)

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Logan LOVES airplanes, and I loved the bright, bold colors they are painted, so it was the perfect choice for his "big boy" room.

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I have been wanting to put magazine rack type shelving in Logan's room, so when I found these shelves at Ikea yesterday, I picked some up. I think it looks like a little reading nook. Cuteness!

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This is the only wall I am still looking for something to fill. It is so massive, I just don't know what to do with it. Any ideas?

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Maybe if you wait another year you'll get some pictures of Savannah's room. Maybe.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Sweet dreams

Just when I thought he had passed the stage of falling asleep in strange places, I find this.

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Thursday, July 9, 2009

Not sure this is exciting enough to post...

Today I encountered a bug at work. Not the creepy, crawly kind, but the why-won't-my-computer-program-work-when-I've-looked-over-everything-eighteen-times kind of bug. As part of my debugging process, I would make a slight change to the program, then sit back and wait for it to refresh to see if my change made a difference. Because the program took a minute to refresh, I picked up Logan's toy game sitting on the table to kill time with. It was one of those water games, where you have to use air bubbles to get the rings on the posts. We bought it this morning at Target for $1.07, so I didn't expect it to be very entertaining. Well, before I knew it, I now had two bugs to solve: my programming bug and the bugger of a game lying next to my computer! For the next 2 hours I went from one to the other, first making a change to my program, then picking up the water game while I waited for a refresh. I was so close to getting my program to work AND I only had one ring left to loop over the post, but I couldn't seem to complete either. Finally, I contacted my co-worker to look at my code and see if she could find anything. For ten minutes we brainstormed, then finally she had an ah-ha moment. I made her suggested change and BINGO! My program worked.

With satisfaction I shut my computer and glared at the small plastic game sitting next to me. There was no way I was going to let that be the only thing left between me and total victory. I picked it up and carefully tilted it to perfectly position the final ring. I pushed the button to summon the air bubbles, and watched as the final ring floated through the water and perched itself on top of the post. I had won the game.

Sadly, I'm not sure which success I was more excited about, but the fact that I'm sharing it with all of you means I'm probably more excited about both than I should be.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

I need some earplugs

I'm tired of only posting about things we've done rather than things that have happened. I have plenty more to post of where we've been and what we've been up to, but right now I just want to share a typical Logan moment.

This afternoon I was on a conference call for work (i.e. the phone was sitting on the table, with the speaker on and the mic muted). Logan was pulling on my arm, begging me to pay attention to him.

"Mommy. Mommy. Mommy."
"Logan, you have to hold on one second until Mommy's phone call is done."
"Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Mommy."
"Logan, please go play quietly in your room. I'll be done in 2 minutes."
"Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. MOMMY!"
"Logan! What is it?"
Suddenly he looks confused, as though he's not sure why I am asking him a question.
"Mommy, that's a beautiful star, up there, with the letters," he says, pointing to the calendar on the wall.

I'm not sure how I'm ever going to get any work done with important topics like stars on calendars to discuss with my three-year-old.

My other child, aka the reason I want to pull my hair out most days, has been a living terror the last month. I'm starting to think she's developed late onset colic. The child will not stop crying! The first few weeks I attributed it to the five teeth (one being a molar) that broke through in a matter of days, but now the teeth are through and visible and she STILL won't stop crying. The only reason I am typing this now is because she is screaming from her crib, and not from my lap. I was thrilled that her well-child checkup was coming up because there is nothing I hate more than taking what you think is a sick child to the doctor, paying the $80 fee (because you have a deductible, not a co-pay), only to have them send you away with some sort of "it's a stage" diagnosis. But then I got a call from the doctor's office saying my doctor was called out of the office the day of our appointment and would I mind rescheduling with his PA. Yes, I would certainly mind. The PA is the one who always tells me there is nothing wrong! I'm sorry, but a child does not go from perfectly happy to screaming 14 hours out of the day for no reason! But since my doctor is ridiculously over-booked, I couldn't get another appointment for three weeks... gagh! I'm sorry to take my frustration out on you, blogging world, but I sense that you will understand better than anyone. Just be my support for the next week until we get to go see the doctor.

Thank you.

The cruise: part V

Our last port was Seattle. I have absolutely no idea why people talk about Seattle being so rainy all the time. It was 90 degrees without a cloud in the sky the entire day. We had already spent our "touring" budget on golf the day before, so we mostly just wandered around and experienced the city.

My favorite part was Pike's Market, where the fresh seafood and flowers could have kept me captivated all day. Eventually we made our way over to the Space Needle, but instead of going up it, we went to the Science Fiction Museum and Music Experience Project. The Music Experience Project struck a chord (haha) with both Jeff and I as they had a large upper floor with recording studios and all sorts of instruments. We spent a good hour there, dueling on keyboards and discovering how awful we really sound at the mic.

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Back on the ship the next day, Jeff played in a 3-on-3 basketball tournament. By this point in the trip we had made friends with the family of a BYU basketball player. He and his 5 brothers (the shortest being 6'3" and the tallest 6'10") made up two of the teams. Jeff's poor team didn't stand a chance.

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Nevertheless, he walked away with a medal for placing third. Yay Jeff!

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In retrospect, I think the cruise was a great vacation for us. If was definitely the best vacation for the price. Next time I would definitely (a) go somewhere warm and (b) go with family and/or friends. Anyone up for it?

Thursday, July 2, 2009

The cruise: part IV

(I know, you're probably sick of hearing about our cruise already. I just have way too many pictures to put in one post, but I promise I'll try to wrap it up shortly.)

The day following our port in San Francisco we had a day at sea. It was formal night, and so I donned the most formal dress I own (see photo - pretty sad, huh). I felt really under dressed compared to 80% of the other cruises in the dining room. Even Jeff in his suit was snubbed by one or two tuxedo wearers.

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We came back to the room later that night to the first of our towel creatures. I have to say, Royal Caribbean makes some of the best towel creatures I have ever seen. And we all know that towel creatures are a major part of cruise ratings. One night we even had some sort of flying towel creature, but I failed to take a picture. Sorry.


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The next day we ported in Victoria, Canada. Although my dad was born in Canada and his dad (my grandpa) was the mayor of Calgary, this was the first time I had ever set foot on Canadian soil. I almost expected my blood to flow a little more freely as it encountered the land of my heritage, but to my disappointment, Canada felt a lot like the US. Victoria was very beautiful, however, and I had to stop every few feet to oogle over the flowers.

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As we walked off the ship, we saw our captain (Captain Johnny) leaving on his Harley with a set of golf clubs.

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It seemed like a good idea, so we followed suit. It was probably one of the most expensive rounds of golf I have ever played (by the time we payed for transportation, rental clubs, and the foreign tax on our credit card) but it was well worth it. We made friends with a retired Canadian florist and her significant other. They laughed at our accents (who, me?) as well as my pathetic shots, but it was all in good fun.

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