A happy family, is but an earlier Heaven...

Thursday, October 9, 2008

FOUR months!!


Our perfect little man is four months old today. Tell you what, four months of having a newborn is so much faster than going through four months of pregnancy.
Little Seth loves being entertained and talked to all the time. It's amazing how even though the little guy can't do much, he still gets really bored just sitting there unless he has someone to talk to. Our little girl was perfectly calm and okay with just sitting on our laps or in her swing. Seth can tell immediately when he's not being paid attention to, and begins to protest. The picture below is a classic demonstration of angry Seth:

He also loves to laugh. His laughing muscles aren't quite ready for the hard core laughing that our little crystal can do, but when you play with Seth he will constantly squeal with delight and honestly try as hard as he can to laugh. He makes so many little noises to try and tell you how he's feeling...it often surprises us since he's still so young.

He's also become more selective about the people around him. He automatically gets more needy and high maintenance when he can hear Lisa's voice when she enters the room, because he knows mommy gives him all he wants. He's also obsessed with staring at Scott. He can just sit and stare at Scott from across the room for a half hour at a time.

His hand control has greatly improved also. He will constantly hold his hands clasped together and stare at them, and study them...he will also do the same with his feet when you put him on his back.


It's amazing how even though he's only been in our lives for four months like little Crystal, it's like he's always been there and always will be. We're so thankful for our little hombre!

Monday, October 6, 2008

Our kids are so cute!

Disclaimer

For those "friends" who think the comment about my husband in the last post was serious and not a joke (you know who you are)...you need to work on your judgmental skills. C'mon you know us better than that.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Memories

You can write one for Lisa or Scott.

1: As a comment on our blog, leave a memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew one of us a little or a lot, anything you can remember!
2: Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's fun to see how many people have memories of you and its always fun to bring them back.

**If you don't want to play on your blog, or if you don't have a blog, leave a memory anyways!!

Friday, September 26, 2008

Men vs. Women

I found this online and thought it was funny. Enjoy.
NEWS BULLETIN - Men and women are NOT alike. Sure, you thought you already knew that. But now we have proof! After countless hours of surveys and studies on the following topics, these facts have emerged:
Relationships:


* When a relationship ends, a woman will cry and pour her heart out to her girlfriends, and she will write a poem titled "All Men Are Idiots". Then she will get on with her life.
* A man has a little more trouble letting go. Six months after the break-up, at 3:00 a.m. on a Saturday night, he will call and say, "I just wanted to let you know you ruined my life, and I’ll never forgive you, and I hate you, and you’re a total floozy. But I want you to know there’s always a chance for us".


Maturity:


* Women mature much faster than men. Most 17-year-old females can function as adults.
* Most 17-year-old males are still trading baseball cards and giving each other wedgies after gym class. This is why high school romances rarely work.


Hats:


* Women look good in hats
* Men look like jerks.


Comedy:


* Let’s say a small group of men and women are in a room, watching television, and an episode of "The Three Stooges" comes on. Immediately, the men will get very excited; they will laugh uproariously, and even try to imitate the actions of Curly, man’s favorite stooge.
* The women will roll their eyes and groan and wait it out.


Handwriting:


* To their credit, men do not decorate their penmanship. They just chicken-scratch.
* Women use scented, colored stationary and they dot their "i’s" with circles and hearts. Women use ridiculously large loops in their "p’s" and "g’s". It is a royal pain to read a note from a woman. Even when she’s dumping you, she’ll put a smiley face at the end of the note.


Bathrooms:


* A man has at most six items in his bathroom - a toothbrush, toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of Dial soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn.
* The average number of items in a typical woman’s bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items.


Groceries:


* A woman makes a list of things she needs and then goes to the store and buys these things.
* A man waits till the only items left in his fridge are half a lemon and something turning green. Then he goes grocery shopping. He buys everything that looks good. By the time a man reaches the checkout counter, his cart is packed tighter that the Clampett’s car on Beverly Hillbillies. Of course, this will not stop him from going to the 10-items-or-less lane.


Going out:


* When a man says he is ready to go out, it means he is ready to go out.
* When a woman says she is ready to go out, it means she WILL be ready to go out, as soon as she finds her other earring, finishes putting on her makeup…


Shoes:


* When preparing for work, a woman will put on a Mondi wool suit, and then slip into Reebok sneakers. She wil carry her dress shoes in a plastic bag from Saks. When a woman gets to work, she will put on her dress shoes. Five minutes later, she will kick them off because her feet are under her desk.
* A man will wear one pair of shoes for the entire day.

Cats:


* Women love cats.
* Men say they love cats, but when women aren’t looking, men kick cats.


Mirrors:


* Men are vain; they will check themselves out in the mirror.
* Women are ridiculous; they will check out their reflections in any shiny surface--mirrors, spoons, store windows, toasters, Joe Garagiola’s head.


Garages:


* Women use garages to park their cars and to store their lawnmowers.
* Men use garages for many things. They hang license plates in garages, and they watch TV in garages, and they build useless lopsided benches in garages.


Movies:


* For women, their favorite movie scene is when Clark Gable kisses Vivien Leigh for the first time in "Gone With The Wind".
* For men, it’s when Jimmy Cagney shoves a grapefruit in Mae Clark’s face in "Public Enemy".

Jewelry:


* Women look nice when they wear jewelry.
* A man can get away with wearing one ring, and that’s it. Any more than that, and he will look like a lounge singer named Vic.


Menopause:


* When a woman reaches menopause, she goes through a variety of complicated emotional, psychological, and biological changes. The nature and degree of the changes varies with the individual.
* Menopause in a man provokes a uniform reaction--he buys aviator glasses, a snazzy French cap and leather driving gloves, and goes shopping for a Porsche.


The Telephone:


* Men see the telephone as a communications tool. They use the telephone to send short messages to other people.
* A woman can visit her girlfriend for two weeks, and upon returning home, she will call the same friend and they will talk for three hours.


Low Blows:


* Let’s say a man and a woman are watching a boxing match on television. One of the fighters is felled by a low blow. The woman says "Oh, gee, that must hurt."

* The man doubles over and actually feels pain.


Directions:


* If a woman is out driving and she finds herself in unfamiliar surroundings, she will stop at a gas station and ask for directions.
* Men consider this to be a sign of weakness. Men will never stop and ask for directions. Men will drive in a circle for hours, all the while saying things like, "Looks like I’ve found a new way to get there", and, "I know I’m in the neighborhood. I recognize that White Hen store".


Admitting Mistakes:


* Women will sometimes admit making a mistake.
* The last man who admitted that he was wrong was Gen. George Custer.


Offspring:


* Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and soccer games and romances and best friends and favorite foods and secret fears and hopes and dreams.
* A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.


Dressing up:


* A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage answer the phone, read a book, get the mail.
* A man will dress up for: weddings, funerals.


David Letterman:


* Men think David Letterman is the funniest man on the face of the Earth.
* Women think he is a mean, semi-dorky guy who always has a bad haircut.


Cameras:


* Men take photography very seriously. They’ll shell out $4,000 for state-of-the-art equipment, and build darkrooms, and take photography classes.
* Women purchase Kodak Instamatics. Of course, women always end up taking better pictures.


Politics:


* Men love to talk politics, but often they forget to do political things such as voting.
* Women are very happy that another generation of Kennedys is growing up and getting into politics, because they will be able to campaign for them and cry on election night.


Laundry:


* Women do laundry every couple of days.
* A man will wear every article of clothing he owns, including his surgical pants that were hip about eight years ago, before he will do the laundry. When he is finally out of clothes, he will wear a dirty sweatshirt inside out, rent a U-Haul and take his mountain of clothes to the laundromat. Men always expect to meet beautiful women at the laundromat. This is a myth.


Weddings:


* When reminiscing about weddings, women talk about "the ceremony".
* Men talk about "the bachelor party".


Socks:


* Men wear sensible socks. They wear standard white sweatsocks.
* Women wear strange socks. They are cut way below the ankles, have pictues of clouds on them, and have a big fuzzy ball on the back.


Toys:


* Little girls love to play with toys. Then, when they reach the age of 11 or 12, they lose interest.
* Men never grow out of their obsession wih toys. As they older, their toys simply become more expensive and impractical. Examples of men’s toys: little miniature TV’s, car phones, complicated juicers and blenders, graphic equalizers, small robots that serve cocktails on command, video games, anything that blinks, beeps, and requires at least six "D" batteries to operate.


Plants:


* A woman asks a man to water her plants while she is on vacation. The man waters the plants. The woman comes home five days later, to an apartment full of dead plants. No one knows why this happens.


Mustaches:


* Some men look good with mustaches. Those men are Tom Selleck and Burt Reynolds.
* There are no women who look good with mustaches.


Nicknames:


* With the exception of female body-builders, who call each other names like "Ultimate Pecs" and "Big Turk", women eschew the use of nicknames. If Gloria, Suzanne, Deborah and Michelle get together for lunch, they will call each other Gloria, Suzanne, Deborah and Michelle.
* But if Mike, Dave, Rob and Jack go out for a brewsky, they will affectionately refer to each other as Bullet-Head, Godzilla, Peanut Brain and Useless.

Monday, September 22, 2008

Campfire Craziness



Well, the weather is getting nice and cool outside, and before long, it will feel too cold to go camping. (Though I've done it several times, I'm not a fan of camping in the snow...especially with kids).
Anyway, we've spent the last 2 weekends up in the Mountains with our little family, and also our siblings. The first weekend we cooked hot dogs, and the second we made schish kabobs, which were fabulous, along with Todd's really good Potato Salad. It was great fun for everyone.
It was still really cold up where we were, so the kids had to be dressed really warm. Seth was in several layers with blankets and all wrapped up in my baby harness to keep from getting cold. He basically slept the whole time. Crystal loved her warm outfit, but surprisingly got bored of the campfire scene after an hour. Maybe next year she'll appreciate it more. It was great fun, and because we were in cabins, we got to watch a scary movie at night and a funny movie in the morning, which made the camping experience complete. This is my favorite time of year to go hiking too, cause it's not too hot anymore. We need to do that before it gets too cold.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

My daughter the spazz

My daughter is just as nuts as I am.
She sings and dances all over the house, and it's second nature to hear her singing as background noise all day long.
Last night when I was making her bedtime chocolate milk, she was singing and dancing in the kitchen while she waited, and instead of just tuning it out like I usually do, (because she does it all day everyday), it occurred to me that I would really miss her little songs and dances when she would grow out of them. She's a funny kid, and I love my little nutbar. So I busted out the camera and took a tiny clip of what she does all day long for the rest of you to enjoy. Note that she finishes her musical numbers with the word "Yeeah!" at the end...

Monday, September 8, 2008

"So what have you guys been up to?"

People ALWAYS ask that question, and so for ANYone who cares, here's a small little everyday life preview at home.

Seth:
Seth gets bigger everyday. It's fun having a big baby for a change. Here he is looking like a sack of potatoes sleeping in the recliner...his favorite place to sleep.

He smiles more and bigger every day. We love to hear him coo and watch him smile at us.


Crystal:
People always ask us how Crystal is adjusting to being a big sister. She's absolutely crazy about him. She loves him and has immediately assumed the role of nurturing big sister and protector. When he's in his car seat she refuses to leave his side. Here she is watching him in the car seat like she does everyday.

She loves to be outside, and has recently discovered playing with grasshoppers and watching The Wizard of Oz. She wants to be a princess for halloween (of course) and she and Lisa do everything together.
Here she is eating chips while we watched the Eagles game on tivo yesterday (note the orange doritos mouth):


Lisa:
Lisa loves being a mom. Though some days are harder than others, the adjustment from one kid to two isn't nearly as difficult as she thought it would be, and hasn't intimidated her at all since he's been born. There are days where she actually thinks its pretty easy, but that cause she built it up in her head to be a harder task than it actually turned out to be...something she does all the time. It helps to be madly in love with your children. Here's a picture of another common everyday scenario, Lisa sitting with both kids on the recliner at the end of the day:


Scott:
Scott is loving his job, his wife, and his kids. He comes home in a good mood everyday cause his job is the greatest. He loves to "sit at home" with his family on weeknights since they're all the company he usually prefers. He's also the happiest man alive with Football season being back, and the Eagles winning their first game 38-3. We now sit as a family and watch the Eagles games every week, and we're all pumped for the rest of the season. Here he is sitting in our throne during yesterdays Eagles game with Crystal on his lap:

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Para mi amigaza del alma, Veronica:





Bueno, quiero dedicar este espacio en mi blog solamente para la Hermanita Veronica Rojas.
Aunque nunca fue una compañera mía durante la misíon, fue una gran amiga, y siempre estará en mis pensamientos. Discúlpeme, amiga mia, por no poner una foto con nosotros ahí abajo con mis anteriores compañeras. Tienes que saber que el tiempo que pasabamos jugando y charlando en la misíon es un gran recuerdo para mi, y estoy muy muy feliz porque aúnque hace mucho tiempo desde esa exeriencia misional lo qual fue tan lindo, sigo en contacto contigo, y pues la amistad que tengo contigo es una gran bendición.
A veces pienso que deberíamos ser compañeras en la misíon aunque no aconteció. Podría ser que el presidente se eqivocó de una manera o otra? jajaja!
Te quiero mucho amiga Veronica, y nunca nunca ovidaré de ti, porque eres una compañera del corazón. ok? Sonríe siempre.

(This post is dedicated to Hermana Veronica Rojas, who asked me why she wasn't incuded in my pictures of old companions. Even though she wasn't a companion of mine, she certanily should have been, as she was and is one of my best friends in the mission.)

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Labor day 2008

For labor day we went and spent the night up at Kaysville last Sunday to celebrate labour day with more Itris. It was fun.

We played games all night. Including Apples to apples, Battle of the sexes, and the Newlywed game.

Lisa on the couch with Seth



Jason & Rachel, Todd & Megan, Dan & Kelsey


Julia & Jonathan, Jenny, Aunt Jill & Brian, and Jason's profile up close

The next morning we ate Gourmet French toast made by Todd. (For the recipe, click on the link labeled "In Your Kitchen" on our sidebar on the right.)






Then we watched a movie and played a few games of volleyball. A bush/tree started growing in the middle of the backyard (due to improper removal of a tree stump) so the boys had to remove it before setting up the net. Which they did.


Megan was nice enough to watch little Seth while we played. (Thanks Megan!) Here is a picture of how they looked when we came back inside.


It was a fun time and it was great to spend it with family! Happy labor day everyone!

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Lisa's Mission Companions

I miss my mission today. Every once in a while this still happens even though it's been over 6 years since I served. Sometimes I have a dream about being back in La Paz and hanging out with members and converts and old comps, and I wake up and want to go back there.
I just get these moments of nostalgia where I appreciate the impact being a missionary had on my life. I made lifelong friends. I wouldn't be married to Scott had I not gone on a mission, I wouldn't have had the little family I do...my family, which is the best thing about me wouldn't be mine-that thought makes me tear up every time.
Anyway today I was missing my mission because I came across some pics and I remembered how much I loved my companions out there and all the experiences we had together, the laughter and the tears...but oh the laughing was awesome! So even though there were countless experiences in the mish that I could talk about, I'd like to dedicate this particular post to my wonderful mission comps who helped make the good, the bad, and the ugly, and the wonderful of the mission into memories I will forever cherish:

Hermana Melanie Klann...
(on the right)

Mel was my MTC companion...who I loved immediately. Probably the only person I'll ever meet who thought, talked, and acted so much like me it was frightening. We were both much more immature at the time, and we used to play fight all the time. She and I were so crazy we would get into full out wrestling matches and water fights in our apartment. One time I had hit her too hard with my backpack and I felt really bad cause I didn't mean to hurt her that bad, so I told her to bite me in the arm, which she did, and we both had a big bruise that lasted for about two months. To those that don't understand, that sounds really immature, violent and aggressive, but we laughed about it constantly. You had to be there.

Hermana Claudia Rameriz (at the bottom of the tree):

Claudia was my trainer. This girl would have taken a bullet for me if necessary. She loved me like she was my mother. She was always patient and tolerant of me, who being a greenie, still had a lot to learn when it came to the mission world. I'll always remember hiking with her on P-day and yes once again, beating each other up, but with pillows this time, so that there were no injuries. We also dressed up in superhero outfits for a skit during a zone meeting that brought down the house, and crying together when a new convert we were seeing went through a horrible time. I also remember how afraid I was when she got transferred because now I would be the one showing the new comp the area and the members and pick up where we left off.

Hermana Sara Sansom:

Sara is one of the happiest people I've ever met or will ever meet. This girl never took the smile off her face...I used to tell her she was annoyingly cheerful when I teased her, but her cheerfulness was unbelievably contagious, and I learned a ton about having the right attitude during the mission from her. She also taught me the value of hard work. Along with being the happiest, she was also the hardest worker, which also taught me a lot about how working hard brings happiness. The hard work brought a lot of results too. Almost the entire street we lived on was attending church and many of them got baptized.

Hermana Kathleen Tua'one:

Here's a picture of Kat ironing her hair flat, and laughing while she's doing it. We used to laugh all the time over dumb little things we would do like this. She came off as extremely aggressive to people who didn't know her like I did, but she only looked that way because she was a very passionate person which is what made her a good missionary when we taught people. She had a huge heart and was a good friend. We would have long talks about all kinds of things and I'll never ever forget her forgiving spirit. She taught me that no matter what anyone does to you, you can forgive them. I'll always be thankful to her for that. She got really sick and had to go home and get better while I was companions with her, which she did. We kept in contact by phone for many years. I haven't heard from her in a long time, the last time we talked she called me from Hawaii where she was living. I hope she's doing well. I still think about her all the time.

Hermana Isabel Vasquez:

Isi was my first greenie that I got to train. We were inseparable even for comps. She was one of the bravest people I'd ever met, going against her family and friends wishes to serve a mission, and not having their support while she served. She is a powerful convert to the church, with an amazing testimony. She's still like a sister to me. When we taught together it was always powerful, and always in sync with the spirit. One of us would always say what the other was thinking. She was my comp during my favorite time in the mission serving in my favorite area, with my favorite ward members, and favorite investigators. She was my comp during the prime of my mission when things couldn't get any better. Even though we haven't seen eachother in over 6 years, we're still very close.

Hermana Ramsey Merrill:

Rams was another one of my comps that I could laugh and laugh with no matter what the occasion. She has an awesome personality full of life, love and hilarity. Here we are sporting patriotic bandannas on p-day, to show pride for our homeland. We were in a crazy area with a lot of crazy experiences, including our haunted apartment with Mora the ghost, singing in the streets, eating tuna and sardines because we were starving, hilarious song and dance routines we would perform in the the comfort of our apartment, our shower exploding, begging my parents to send us lucky charms on cassette tapes, a four foot man in a gorilla suit beating up old people and children for their jewlery and watches, the list goes on and on. Our experiences as companions in the mission could have seriously been it's own sitcom. Even though the area had it's tough times, we always found reasons to laugh, which is what life is all about. I'm so glad we're friends!

Hermana Erin Oshita:

Another p-day picture...we're hiking through the Incan ruins of Tihuanacu here. Erin was my second greenie. I'll never forget the time when she and I were at the market during yet another political strike with picketers, when we found ourselves running through the chaos with shopping bags trying not to choke on tear gas, then jumping onto a moving bus where the driver was yelling "over here hermanas! jump!" and then once away from the danger the bus crashed into a ditch and we had to get out and walk now being in the middle of nowhere. Luckily after about a half hour of walking a taxi magically drove by and we were able to get a ride back to our area. Every once and a while we would have an "Indiana jones" day in the mission due to the political problems going on in the country, and since Erin was my second greenie this was her first introduction to the experience. As scary as it may sound, we were actually laughing about it all night because of how random it was and how funny we must have looked running in our skirts with shopping bags, (which we refused to drop) in each hand. Erin and I were the last sisters to serve in that area and after the transfers they put Elders in there to deal with what life was like in that crazy town.

My mission was full of experiences that I will always remember, and it was the perfect mission for me and my personality. The Lord really does know each of his children, cause there was no other place in the world that would have been good enough for me. It was an awesome adventure, and as a result, has led me to where I am now with the life I have today. I will always be thankful for it.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Want to learn new recipes?

Scott's brother, Todd, is starting a cooking blog featuring authentic Italian cooking! If your curious check it out! Just click on the link labeled "In Your Kitchen" on our link list to the right, and learn how to cook new and tasty recipes...we've both benefited from his cooking and can confidently say we would pay good money to eat his food.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Jared's Wedding



Lisa's kid brother, Jared, got married last Thursday on the 14th of August. Lisa can't believe that her little bro is all grown up. It was great to be there in the temple with them and reflect on the blessings of eternal marriage. Not only did it make us happy for them, but it also made us reflect yet again on how grateful we are to be together to learn and grow and raise children. It was awesome. Congratulations Jared on a beautiful temple marriage, and may you have many years of happiness ahead of you!

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

I hate spiders!!

So yesterday evening while doing the dishes, I feel a tickle on my arm and look down to see a fairly large house spider crawling up my arm. Gross. Instead of screaming, I made a face, brushed it off, and stomped on it when it fell to the floor. Not bad for a girlie chick like me, right? Well the exact same night I was caught by surprise yet again. Imagine going to turn off the light in the family room on your way to bed and seeing this poking out of your doorbell machine on the wall:

I've decided that my spider tolerance changes with the size of the spider. Those legs were all his by the way. He was a wolf spider that was easily 2 inches in size. I tried to document the catching and killing that Scott did...which included hairspray, lighter fluid, bleach spray, and a big glass bowl to trap it under, but I couldn't stop shaking the camera so you can't see it, and I was screaming like the girlie girl I really am, which is too embarrassing to post.
So much for my earlier bravery. The part that kills me is I can manage to be afraid of a little spider, but not be afraid when walking the streets of La Paz, bolivia through a dark alley at night being followed by a few drunks. What's my deal? I'm glad my daughter wasn't awake to see me scream. Is it too late in the year to have my house sprayed?

Monday, August 4, 2008

Itri Look-alike Meter

MyHeritage: Look-alike Meter - Printable family tree - Geneology


So according to this website, our son looks like both of us...hmmmm big suprise. I was hoping it would say which features were more like me and which were like his, but oh well.