Operation: Fatty UPDATE

So it has been 7 weeks since Operation: fatty has commenced and I thought we were doing so well! and we did OK...I guess. Conner now weighs a whopping 16lb 11oz. almost 17 pounds! hooray! (he was 15.2 when we started) Still not on the chart though:( But the doctor wasn't TOO worried since he was going up on his little graph thingy instead of an almost horizontal line like last time. We bought some pediasure knock off stuff and carnation instant breakfast to mix into his milk (I heard that it's pretty much the same thing) and we're gonna be Bill Nye the Science guy and do an experiment with them to see which one adds more chunk to him.

So operation: fatty is still in the works. we'll see where he fall on the chart at his 12 month apt next month.

Speaking of his 12 month appointment, can you believe he's almost a year!!!???!! I sure can't. It went by pretty darn fast if you ask me. Of course, with him being small I can always pretend that he is still little with him and his 6 month clothes. He even has a few of his 3 month things that still fit him. little kid. Plus when I go out with him people are like

"oh, he's so cute. how old is he? 4 months?"

"no, he's almost 11"

"oh...uh...well he'll grow"

thanks, thanks a lot sir.

That is the conversation that took place last week at the grocery store. (and I've had many other similar ones before too) what can I say, I guess looking young just runs in the family. But I DOOO have to consider that most of the people guessing were boys and, well, boys are just not so good at guessing how old babies are. Unless they are a doctor, then maybe.

so that's it. wish us luck on phase two of Operation: FATTY

Baby Face

No I am not talking about the once maybe famous 90's singer (who honestly I don't really even know what he sang....I just remember the name) or even my cute little guys face. No, I am talking about mine.

I was called to be a YW Beehive advisor about a month ago and it's been pretty darn fun. We had combined young women's last night and we made pajama pants to teach the girls the magical skill of sewing. There was a girl there who I had never seen before that night and I was helping her figure out her pants and we were talking and I was trying to get to know her and after a while of talking well, here's what happened:

Leader: "MaryAnne, where's your baby tonight"

me: "oh he's with his Grammy"

girl: "you have a BABY?"

Me: "yup. He's almost a year!"

Girl: "holy cow!"

other girl: "If you and your husband ever want to go out I'll babysit! He's so cute!" (I can only assume she was meaning Conner)

Girl: "you're MARRIED!"

Me: "uh...yeah!"

Girl: Flabbergast and confusion "wait, how old are you?"

Me: "almost 25"

Girl: "I didn't know you were a leader! I thought you were our age!"

So friends, the moral of this story is that I apparently look like I am 14 years old. Which means when I am 60 and everyone is looking old and fall aparty I will still look young and lovely. jealous anyone? I thought so.

PS So thanks to google I searched babyface songs because I was curious. Still didn't really recognize any but they were SO 90's with the little bell things in the back ground and synthesizers and such. ha!

I just don't get it

Are there ever things in your life that you just can't for the life of you understand? Well this is my super cool list of things that I just don't get. This is not a rant, mind you. I really just don't understand these things.

1.
So the first one and the inspiration for this post is Sports. I just don't get them. And by just don't get them I don't mean I don't understand the FUN(ha)damentals cuz for the most part I get those but what I don't get is how people can get SOOOO into them. Especially boys. Growing up I never wanted to play sports with boys. Whether it was a YM/YW activity, singles ward, or just playing for "fun" boys are soohoho mean when they play. even if they promise that it is all fun and they will be nice. When my mad awesome sports skills come out someone always ends up crying, and that someone is most likely me. By nature I am sure not a sportsy person. I am a artsy, cooky, sorta crafty, lay down and read a booky person. But my husband can spend HOURS watching sports and never get bored. He claims that every game is different. Like a movie. Not so I say. To me there are only two types of plays in any sporting event...the one's where you score and the ones you don't. And maybe one's where you fall on your face. so there are three. Maybe that's just because my eyes glaze over and I don't quite pay attention until someone (Rusty) hoots and hollers or groans and yells to wake me up...who knows. So anyway, the point of this super long story (if you want to call it a story) is that I don't understand the passion that some people have for sports whether watching or playing. Like I said Rusty can get into games so much. He yells and cheers and is the husband who you could ask if you could have $5000 to blow on a shopping spree consisting only of shoes and he would say "uh huh, sure, whatever you want" as he waves you out of the way of the TV. Like I said I'm not ranting, just not understanding. I kind of wish I liked sports a little just so it wouldn't be so BORING to watch and sometimes even play, but I'm afraid due to years of emotional scaring from the public education PE program it may never happen. sigh...

well that was suuuuper long so I'll try to keep the other ones shorter.

2.
How someone couldn't like chocolate! Don't worry, I like chocolate like a NORMAL person, not a crazy chocoholic. But I at least LIKE chocolate. I knew a girl my first year of college and when we made chocolate chip cookies we had to reserve some of the dough before we put the chocolate chips in because she didn't like chocolate. It didn't make her sick or anything, she just didn't' like the taste....weird.

3.
Es cargo. Need I say more? Ok I will. Who the heck wants to eat stinky slimy snails? sick.

4.
while we're talking about sicko foods how about calamari? deep fried squid? no thanks.

5.
So this one might be a little bit of a rant but I don't get how people can not use their blinkers. uuuuggg. it's not so hard people to flick your finger to turn on your turn signal. I promise.

6.
I had another one but it has escaped my mind. I guess I can't say I don't understand how people can just forget things they are about to say because I just did it. oopsies.

well thanks for reading my amazing list of things I don't understand. maybe you understand me a little more! hooray for you!

Boo Boo Bunnies

When I was little I had a friend named Lynn. not just any friend, a BEST friend. One day we somehow (it was probably on TV or something) came up with "boo boo bunnies." "What is a boo boo bunny?" you ask. Well let me tell ya. it is basically a washcloth tied up strategically to look a bunny. Then you put ice in its tummy and put it on boo boos. We were pretty cool and made up a song and were very much set on marketing them and becoming millionaires. Unfortunately she moved away and our dream of helping boo boo's world wide was crushed. The tragedy of the story is not only did I not become rich and famous but I didn't have one today. Conner got his first boo boo today:( he was pulling himself up on the fireplace, lost his balance and, well I'm sure you can figure out the rest. I knew it was going to happen sooner or later as soon as he started pulling himself up onto things but it's still sad when it does. so he cried his non-existent tears for a few minutes. Instead of a boo boo bunny to make it all better he just got kisses and hugs from mom. HOPEfully that will have sufficed.

I don't know why the HECK this is sideways but as stated yesterday I'm not so patient with picture loading so you get this. As you can see a few minutes later he was all smiles. I love my baby!

Future firefighter?

Look at my cute baby! I just couldn't resist. Rusty's mom is a photographer so we get monthly photo shoots. (it makes it super convenient that I live with her!) here is his 9 month pic.
And because I know you are all SOOOOOO interested no, he didn't pee all over the place. (phew, I was sure holding my breath the whole time though)

p.s. I was going to put more but it is seriously taking like 3 months to load one picture and I am not a very patient person(today) so maybe tomorrow you will get more...maybe.

Operation: Fatty

So Conner went to the doctor yesterday for his 9 month check up. We all know that he is a little kid so it didn't surprise me to find out he was in the 10th %ile in height but what shocked me was he wasn't even CLOSE to being on the chart for weight. At his 6 month check up he was like 14.8 lbs and yesterday he was 15.2. He didn't even gain 1 pound in 3 months! crazy! Which is weird because I feel like he eats constantly. So anyway, my new role in his life is to fatten him up like Hansel and Grettle. (minus the whole eating him thing) I have 6 weeks before the next weigh in. Hopefully by then I will have a rolly polly pudger. Wish me luck!

Update! get your Update!

So it has obviously been aWHILE since I last wrote so here's a little of what is going on in the life of me. We are still in Oakley and will be until at least April 15. Rusty got an internship at a tax firm in Salt Lake called Tanner and we are hoping and praying and crossing anything that can be crossed that it will turn into a full time job after said April. So we'll see!! Still nothing perminate as of yet but I see little glimmers in the distance instead of blah.

We went to Vegas for Thanksgiving which was super fun. My big sis lives there so since my little Bro Zach is way out in England we went along with my parents and had dinner with Ang and Roy.

Conner is getting so big! well not really. He's still pretty small but he doing lots more! He's starting to want to crawl but can't quite get it which gets him pretty frustrated. kinda funny for me though. But he's just so much fun! He's sleeping pretty OK. If only I would go to bed at 7:30 like him I could get a solid 8 hours in. But no I have to go to bed at 10 (which, come on, it's pretty reasonable) and then it takes me like 1 1/2 hours to GET to sleep so by the time he wakes up around 3am I've only gotten like 3 hours and he's good to go. guess I should go to bed earlier! I would put pictures of him up because I'm obsessed with my cute baby but it's so stinkin annoying to put pics up cuz it takes about a year for each one to load on you can just imagine how cute he is. especially since his hair is growing back from when it all fell out and he is now blond with big blue eyes. awe. well I think I just heard him squawking from his afternoon nap so it's time to go!