Summer 2014

I'm seriously dying to get caught up so I can blog like usual. But catch up it is.

After Chloe's terrifying seizure episode in May, we decided to do a 72-hour EEG to see what was going on. We've done them before and it was not a big deal. This time, however, Chloe developed a stomach bug on the first day. So as you can see from the pictures below, with all the electrodes, wires, hair cap, and a sick little girl (who would still sometimes be very happy, which is the cutest thing ever and never ceases to amaze me), it was quite awful. She even ended up in the hospital one night to get IV fluids. She goes through so much, but she is always so sweet.

EEG

IV fluids at Primary Children's Hospital for dehydration

Sweet get well gifts from friends

 

Sam, of course, got the viral bug a few days later.
This was his first time being sick and it was so sad, but so sweet.

Random cuteness from the summer:

Sam's first time at Bear Lake. Loved it!

Cascade Springs. Beautiful AND accessible hike! Awesome!

Oby and I on a lunch date at Scrud's - downtown Ogden. Fun!

Downtown Ogden date continued.
Scrud's burgers rule.
This doll in an antique store was unquestionably one of the most
terrifying things we have ever seen! Yikes! But hilarious!

Learning to clap.

4th of July!

Just hanging out in Park City

This outfit, though!

At Oby's cousin's wedding. So silly, so fun.

Silver Lake. One of our favorites!

Looking amazing in their Sunday best!

Sam's face!!!! :D

Floated the Weber River with Oby's family.
Always the best time!

Went to Wicked with Taylor and her gal pals. Amazing!

Wyatt and I went on a bike ride with Chloe in the Wike at Jensen Nature Park.

So awhile back, we had considered getting Chloe a service dog. We went through a rigorous application process and got approved! But after much consideration, I decided a service dog was just not a good fit for Chloe. They require a great deal of care and ongoing training, much more than a typical dog, and the organization we were going through required an annual trip to California. Ummm....that just wasn't always going to work for us, time wise and financial wise. So I put the idea of a dog on the back burner. Then my dad asked if I thought our family might like a Havanese puppy. His dog, Cruz, is a Havanese and he had looked into studding him out (is that the right phrasing? LOL!) and we could have the pick of the litter. I think Cruz is a cutie and they don't shed and....I said okay let's do it! So a sequence of events occurred and .... we got to pick a puppy! I initially picked a girl, but Oby decided he'd rather have a boy so we picked a little black and white cutie patootie who we named Tuxedo and call Tux. I mean...He is just so cute!

This was Tux's sister on the day they were born! Meep!
I think we planned to call her Hannah, but it wasn't meant to be.

The puppies with their mama on the day they were born.

Tux - about a month old. :)



Tux - the day we took him home!

My two babies in the double stroller
Yes, I got a lot of looks for this!
Tux had a vet appointment and I only have so many hands
so the double stroller worked, okay?! :D

New

Lots of newness around here.

Appropriate for spring.

I have a new job with new friends.

We got a new-to-us hot tub!!!

It still needs to be hooked up, but oh the fun Chloe will have doing therapy in that!

And Papa got a new dog!

Introducing Cruz!....

He weighs 3 lbs, doesn't shed, and doesn't bark.

My dad did lots of research and decided on a Havanese.

So far, I agree with their choice, he's a little cutie.

He hops when he walks, I love it!

Grammy and Papa LOVE him and so does Chloe!

We have to go visit him a couple times every single day or Chloe hollers at us.

Goodbye, Good Friend

The first time Oby took me to his parent's house when we were dating was the night of his sister's wedding. So no one was home except their dog, Two Dot. Oby mentioned there was a dog, then ran to use the restroom. So while I was sitting on the couch waiting for Oby, this relatively large dog comes into the room. Being a dog person, and a person who handled liability claims including dog bites, I thought she'd be a little hesitant meeting me this way, and I was a little hesitant about the situation myself. So I put my hand out for her to smell and "meet" me. She walked right over to me. She whisked past my hand, climbed up on me, and HUGGED me. She laid her head on my shoulder. And that was that, I've LOVED her every moment since.... even now that she is gone.

White Trash

Today I had another epiphany.

This was not a good one.

We are white trash.

Since we moved, family functions and bad nights/lazy mornings have caused us to miss church most weeks, so we're still very "new" to everyone. Except Oby who is best friends with all the guys because he never misses out on church sports. And it's funny that I don't know hardly anyone considering this is the very ward I grew up in, but this darn city has grown so much in the past decade, it's hard to keep track of the next door neighbors!....

Whoops, getting off the subject. I do that a lot.

So anyway, this morning we made it to church, and a guy came up to meet us. He was asking where we lived, and we described the location, the recent remodel, but what he identified was,

"Oh, you're the goat people!"

I'm not sure there is a lower class of people than that. The goat people. Hmph!

Then later in the afternoon, we were going next door to see my parents. Oby was in his "lazy clothes" aka workout shorts and a t-shirt, which is fine. But then I realized that he didn't have shoes on! Yes, it snowed yesterday and is very cold. But he wasn't wearing shoes! And, hello, have you seen his feet? Talk about snaggle toes!

And do I really need to bring up the fact that Chloe has snaggle teeth?

Then what do we do with our night? You guessed it. Played poker (I was the proud winner, by the way), watched Nascar and hunting shows while Oby flipped through a Cabella's catalog.

Okay, I made up the Nascar, hunting shows & Cabella's aspects for dramatic effect, but just because we didn't do that today doesn't mean we don't do that stuff. We do!

Don't try to deny it, you know it's true. We're white trash all the way.

p.s. I didn't lie about beating everyone in poker. I rock like that.

That's right. I may be white trash, but I rock.

Gilbert

The little baby goat is now two-days-old and cute as can be! Turns out he's a little boy, and we named him Gilbert!

Gerty loves little Gilbert, and the feeling is mutual....




It is so cute to hear his little baby maaaa. He also walks wobbly and he hops a lot -- so cute!


Here's a little video that kind of captures his hopping. He's more active if I'm not in his face with a camera. I was hoping to catch his little voice, but he was quiet. Maybe next time!

Gerty is a Mama!

So I don't know if you remember, but we have a goat.

That I have a goat causes me to laugh almost every single day.

I NEVER thought I would have a goat, of all things! But we had to get some sort of agricultural animal in order to keep our rights, and we do want to get a horse someday. In the meantime, a goat helped us keep our rights and is a lot cheaper, not to mention easier, to maintain. So Gertrude (aka Gerty) adorns our backyard....


So since we got her, she has seemed to get a little bigger around the middle. Not that I'm one to judge, but I did notice the weight gain. We kept wondering if she might be prego, but weren't sure. Tonight, she erased all doubt....




Isn't the baby just so cute? I just wanted to pick it up and cuddle it, but Gerty has those sharp horns, and wouldn't let me anywhere near the little baby..... just close enough to snap a few pictures. Of course we took blankets out to the barn, but Gerty and baby were in the dirt.... they like to be au la naturale, I guess.

I couldn't help but be a tad jealous that little Gerty Jr. was up and walking within the first hour of birth. Maybe I should take Chloe out and get some pointers? Actually, Chloe met a pretty dramatic "inchstone" today during her ABM therapy, and showed off for Grammy and Papa later. More on that later.

So here's the big question. What should we name Gerty's little bundle? I love Gerty's name and want to stick with the "G" theme. We don't know if it's a little boy or girl yet, but in the meantime I'm up for suggestions.

So far I can only think of girl names.... Gilda, Greta, Gwyneth.... Leave a comment and let me know if you have any ideas!

Congrats Gerty!