Wednesday

She is so strong!

AnnMarie is getting so strong. Each day she surprises me. She can go from laying down to almost sitting up, and can keep herself there for short periods of time.

She has no interest in the swing or bouncer that we have been using up until now. She wants to be sitting or standing up all the time. Unfortunately she has maintained the stubborn streak she showed before she was born and since she can’t do these things on her own, she insists on being held. We can put her down and let her scream, and I swear she wouldn’t stop…ever. We got a little chair for her, but she is still unsteady sitting by herself, so our arm muscles continue to grow.

AnnMarie in her chair frustrated that she can't just do what she wants...sit up steady and play with the toys.

Monday

Halloween

AnnMarie planned to spend Halloween with Grandma and Grandpa, but it just didn't work out. She had to stay home with boring Mom and Dad. We did make a quick stop over at Grandma Stewarts for her first trick-or-treat. We had a whopping total of 2 trick-or-treaters come visit, Riley and Lily. Lily was a beautiful fairy princess, but I wasn't smart enough to snap a pictureAnnMarie allowed us to put her ladybug costume (hoodless) on one more time as long as she was outside where it wasn't too hot. As you can see, she still wasn't too happy about it.
Although we didn't get to see Jenson, he was so cute!! My Mom said he didn't even put the hood down all night. What a doll. :)

Friday

Halloween Eve

AnnMarie tried on her costume last night and did not like it at all. She screamed until it was off and she was sure it was staying off. She was planning to be a very cute ladybug, but we may have lost all photo opps. Instead this morning she was so excited and woke up at 4:30 (ugh) just to make sure she didn't miss the Friday festivities.
She was a little concerned that I didn't get her out of her PJ's right away, but was o.k. when she was being fed first instead.

At first she wasn't sure about her Halloween outfit Lily gave her...but I wasn't about to try the costume again when it wasn't even officially Halloween.
As always, Chopper supervised to make sure that I was not going to hurt her. He was very excited when I showed him the Spider onsie and the jack-o-lantern socks. Of course she is just happy to hang out with him as long as he keeps his tongue mostly away from her face.
I think she knows that there are better things out there than milk, especially at Halloween. Although she dreams, she will have to wait till next year.

My first day of daycare went good for me, not so good for Mom.
First off, Mom tried really hard to be organized in the morning, but when she went to put Chopper in the backyard he wouldn't hear of it. He ran inside before she could shut the door, jumped on the bed and backed into the corner. Mom scolded him, then yelled, then got on the bed and tried to drag him off, but nothing phased him, he just laid there. Finally Mom said "you win" and out the door we went 10 minutes later than planned.

Second thing, Mom got lost. When we went to meet Tammy we drove the back way and Mom tried to pay attention, but just didn't quite make it. And guess what...that's right, no one wrote down the address and Mom didn't even have the phone number. Finally she called Dad and he helped us find it. By this time I decided crying wasn't helping so I went to sleep.

I loved Tammy. She is so nice and her house is so comfortable I slept until almost noon.
When Mom came to pick me up I was happy to see her, but then I remembered that she left me so I wouldn't look at her and cried when she held me. To make matters worse when we got home, Mom didn't have a key to the house, and just as she tried to call Grandpa her phone died so we had to wait for Dad to get home. By then I really didn't want Mom holding me, only Dad.

I feel very lucky to have Tammy, she is great, I love her. This is Dad playing with me once he came home. Mom and I will work it out later. :)

Tuesday


Getting ready for the day can be so taxing, it's hard to know just how I feel. Here is a sequence of feeling happy/sad/mad...I'm just not sure. But I sure am cute!

Thursday

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Talkative Baby

Three weeks after the last clip of her moving around, we add sound. Only once again with the camera she is much more mellow as you can see when she notices the camera. I took this from the side hoping she wouldn't see it. She loves to talk to her animals on the wall in her room, to the light fixtures, to her favorite game (http://www.crayola.com/gamesFun/games/console.cfm?game=fireworks&ok=true) where she can watch a fireworks show and of course to mom and dad especially as we change her diaper.

Active Baby

AnnMarie is a very active baby. This was three weeks ago as she was playing with the zebra on her mobile, and it was mellow for her. I should have been more prepared after she never stopped before she was born...never. :)

Wednesday

AnnMarie

I have been very bad at getting anything posted, but i just moved our internet connection so it won't take so long.
AnnMarie is beautiful. she was born august 5th. 8lbs 2oz. and 10 inches long. We love her so much. She is learning so much and it is so fun to see. She babbles away non-stop now. She is trying to figure out rolling over, but once she is there she can scoot herself around a little.
We put a border of jungle animals in her room and she loves to get her diaper changed so she can look at them and tell them about her day. The lion is by far her favorite followed by the zebra.
She is so fun to watch wake up. She stretches and grunts and takes her time and then she looks for her Dad and just grins.
These were taken when she was 2 weeks old. she is now 10.6 lbs 23 1/4 inches long.















Thursday

Baby Update

It has been a while and a lot has happened so here is a condensed update:
AnnMarie is doing well and continuing to grow.
She also is continuing to show her stubborn side already:
  • Last week when the doctor tried to check her head position she kicked him so hard even he jumped. He called it an 8.2 on the richter scale.
  • Today at the doctor she wouldn't turn so we could hear her heart beat. (It did get my heart beat racing just for a minute though)
  • Also, she refuses to move for anyone, including me most of the time, except for her Dad. You can poke, rub, or even wap (as Grandpa Fry tried the other day), but unless Tyson is talking or touching her she won't budge. I think I'm in trouble...I'll always be outvoted on everything by Ty and our Daddy's girl. :)
June 15th I called my doctor to check up on a potential infection I thought my be dangerous to AnnMarie and was told I was in labor and to go to the hospital. Even though I doubted, I went and sure enough. Luckily we were able to stop the labor and I am taking pills every 4 hours to keep it at bay. As long as I take them on time and stay hydrated they work great, the contractions don't come very strong and she can continue to develop until week 37 (July 21st) when I'll come off the medication and we will just see what happens from there.
Until then we just are continuing to try to put the house together and baby ready. We are learning all about pregnancy during the hot months and taking it one day at a time. We are very excited to meet our daughter though!

Friday

311/Ziggy Marley Show

Last night we headed out to USANA in the rain to see Ziggy Marley and 311. Technically 311 headlined, but we didn't stay for their whole set. We did, however, get there in time to hear the Expendables (even if Tyson didn't get to see them because he was waiting for me to come out of the bathroom and I was in our seats already) who were awesome.

The highlight had to be Ziggy Marley though. Looks just like Bob with long dreads. His band is huge and all of them are great. He had an amazing lady singing with him who sounded like Cherine Anderson, but wasn't. One of his instrument players did the fast Jamacian rap sounding bits. Of course, if you have listened to him you know he is a great writer. He also covered a couple of his Dad's songs which were not only amazing, but very touching!

Ziggy released a new CD last month or maybe the month before which we pre-ordered and had sent to AnnMarie since it was for kids and family. I have been listening to it alot since I like him anyway. The second song he played was off the album and AnnMarie seemed to recognize it and started moving and kept rocking for the rest of his set. Tyson and she really rocked together. We were wearing rain ponchos which were soaking, but that didn't stop them from both grooving. Needless to say, when we saw these we had to get one...too bad it's not newborn so she can't wear it home from the hospital. Either way I'm sure she will look adoreable.When 311 came on she wasn't as happy as when she recognized Ziggy. I think she was tired of the vibratations because she turned her back out, and was kicking like crazy and pushing. It felt like she was trying to pop out of my belly by ripping a hole in it. We went to the lawn and that helped a little, but she didn't stop until we were almost to the car. Sorry Uncle Brian and Uncle Ward, I don't think 311 is her favorite...then again, she may love it, but just may not like late nights. :) I really love 311's old stuff, but I didn't know their new stuff anyway. I was home and in bed by 12:15. Thanks to AnnMarie.

Oh, a side note...Xavier Rudd is coming back on August 15th to the Depot. This WILL be the concert of the year. I only hope that by some miracle I get to go. She would have to come early by a couple weeks or late. I'm a little disappointed that he won't be coming earlier so we can take AnnMarie (in-belly) since his is the first music she responded to and the music she responds to the strongest. I'm also disappointed that he doesn't have any onsies for sale I can find. Seriously though, last year the crowd who didn't know him before the show were in awe and they just thanked him profusely for coming to play for us...it was THAT GOOD!!!!!!!!

Congrats to our Graduates

Just wanted to say how proud we are of our graduates this year:
Ward Pettingill
Kat Sienko
Tayler Fry


What an accomplishment!!

We are getting there

Less than 10 weeks to go.

Ty's betting she will be early...at least 2 weeks. It depends on the day what I think. We are taking bets though :)
Tyson keeps complaining that all we ever put on the blog is pictures of him and Chopper. (I'm sure that will change shortly) I, personally, feel that I am justified in avoiding posting pictures of this huge, hippo-like time in my life. But, for Tyson, here you go. Even You can decide when you think she will come and let us know.

Tuesday

Baby Bargains

For those who are also collecting baby stuff there are a few deal-a-day websites that have saved us some money and we enjoy:

Babysteals

Mamabargains

Greenbabybargains

Tottlers

Mockstarbaby (Better if you have a boy toddler age, but still good to keep track of)

good luck!! Hope it is helpful.

Memorial Day Weekend

Once again, I forgot the camera, so we have to get those added later. It really was sitting on the kitchen chair waiting to go.
We had a great weekend...thanks to Craig Bitton who told Ty that there are no real car shoppers on Memorial Day weekend. His words about staying open for the weekend were "a waste of time." That was all it took. We both were ready for a break from the long work days (for Tyson) and rushing around. We loved LaPlatta. Saturday night, when everyone got up there, was a blast. Price/Hirst's made their famous dutch oven chicken and potatoes. We just had fun with good food and better friends. Sunday Jared spoiled us with an amazing breakfast and the boys went to be tuff in their trucks. Chopper was not ok being left and kept trying to run after them even 10 mins later so we sat in the tent and read. It was very rainy and it kept scaring Chopper, but it was so nice just to chill.
Monday was so relaxing, even though we got next to nothing done except going to Trav's. I can't believe how big Chuck and Becky's boys are. So adoreable. I just loved Andrew's chubby legs!! Once again, it was a blast just to hang out and catch up with people we hadn't seen in a while.
It had an interseting thought. Bangeter was at Trav's and was talking about being a parent. He said he was excited for us and I mentioned something about yes it was exciting...and SCARY. He laughed and started talking about his family, particularly his daughter. After we finished I couldn't help but hope that I don't let fear keep me from doing things. This is something that I think about from time to time. I know I used to let it stop me a lot but considering where I'm at...Married (commitment), knocked up (family - both fears I have had), and what I have done, particularly since I met Tyson such as the trips we took, the places we went, the things I have tried etc. I think I'm doing better. I still hope that I don't let fear ever get the better of me.
I'm so glad that AnnMarie will have Tyson to teach her not to hold back on life experiences because of fear. There is so much out there to miss.

Thursday

Tired boys and a Shed

I have had some pretty tired boys lately. After I drag myself out of bed and start getting ready I come back into the room to find my place has been occupied and neither of them can quite get their heads up to say bye...although Chopper usually at least opens his eyes. I can't help but understand though with all the work that they do...and last night was a big night!

Although I have always known that I have to share my spot in Ty's heart with Chopper and now AnnMarie and new item has taken up some of my room...that's right, it's big, light colored, heavy, has ample storage inside and Ty and his friends and family moved it into my backyard last night. Vern was so sweet to give us his shed when he moved, but I really didn't expect to find Ty sitting out next to it after midnight and hear about how wonderful it was all night long. I guess I'll have to live with sharing Ty's love with an object. It's fun to see him so excited though!!! :) And as he says: "I'm sorry that we have to have to the biggest shed on the block, but that's just more room for camping stuff." ;)

Saturday

Monday

Earl

For those of you who may have known my Grandpa Earl or heard me brag about my hero, he passed away peacefully last night in a care center in Bountiful. He was 89 years old and just had an amazing outlook on life and had much to teach those around.
Love ya Grandpa!! You will be missed.

Thursday

AnnMarie is a rocker!

I have discovered that AnnMarie always wakes up and moves around when Xavier Rudd is playing. I noticed it when we put the CD into one the of the cars I drive sometimes. At first is was just one song in particular - "Land Rights"...below, but now every time he comes on at all she moves. I have many playlists at work that I listen to including the one linked to this site. Each of them includes Xavier Rudd as he is one of my favorites. It doesn't matter the time of day or what I am doing she always moves around when he comes on. We discussed that she probably loves the digereedoo and the vibrations.
We have been taking her to as many concerts as we can. She reacts to the music each time...Donavan Frankenreiter, Brett Dennen, and last night to Michael Franti. Unfortunately after last weekend we decided it was best if I didn't go, but Tyson went and called me so I could hear some of my favorites. I shared with AnnMarie by holding the phone to my belly. She seemed to love Cherine Anderson's remake of Bob Marley's "Redemption Song," and of course who couldn't love Michael Franti. I can just feel her dancing around. Last night would have been her third Michael Franti show. Before she was big enough to feel we took her to 2 others.
I guess it runs in the family...she is already taking after Tyson in her love of music.


Tuesday

The "Toad" that got away

Lately we have taken some time to get out into nature with the fishing poles.
About 6 weeks ago Tyson's dad called giddy about his day fishing at Bear Lake. He had just reeled in a 14 pound cutthroat. Yes, 14 pound trout. Of course, our p
lans changed and we headed up there after work Saturday and spent Sunday on the lake. I was beautiful and we ended up with some really nice fish...although none quite like that. In fact, if Wes hadn't caught a lake trout the same size I might have called fish story on Mike, but there it was.
Two weeks ago we headed up the canyon from Challis, ID for 5 days of Steelhead fishing. Last year Tyson allowed me to tag along on this fishing trip with his Dad and brother. I think the only reason I was invited back this year was because they didn't have to eat hot dogs the whole time. For whatever the reason, I really loved it both years. Last year I caught one more than Ty. This year one less...but I will argue that because of my big belly weight pressing on my feet I also didn't fish as much as Tyson and if I had I would have once again out-fished my husband. It was so nice to be up there on the beautiful Salmon river. I took a couple books and finished two that I had been reading. I loved Edgar Sawtelle...but it has a plot very similar to Hamlet so be warned if you plan to pick it up.

Mike's friend Terry was up there too and was so sweet to take me under his wing and show me a few fishing tips. He is a great fisher, and a great teacher!! One tip he had was a secret spot he fishes from. When I dropped the jig in the water a huge fish took it. I mean huge!! Tyson said it was bigger than any Steelhead he has seen. For those of you, like myself, who don't know a big fish is referred to as a "toad." My toad unfortunately was a little upset by the hook, understandably, and jumped out of the water twisting and turning and running the line out. He was a smart old fish, and he twisted the hook right out of his mouth. :( In the end, I did hook the biggest fish, but didn't get it to the shore so I can't technically say I outfished Tyson this year, but the five of us that were there know the truth.
On a side note: a) we left our camera sitting on the table at home so until I borrow Mike's I can't show off our pictures. b) As we visited my grandpa last Sunday he informed us that he cannot remember a time that his wife did not out-fish him. Then again, I do have her middle name...Marie. AnnMarie also was given that name so Tyson may just have to get used to the idea of his wife and soon daughter out-fishing him. :)

Ode to my Toad...and a future fisher

The Fish
By Elizabeth Bishop

I caught a tremendous fish
and held him beside the boat
half out of water, with my hook
fast in a corner of his mouth.
He didn't fight.
He hadn't fought at all.
He hung a grunting weight,
battered and venerable
and homely. Here and there
his brown skin hung in strips
like ancient wallpaper,
and its pattern of darker brown
was like wallpaper:
shapes like full-blown roses
stained and lost through age.
He was speckled and barnacles,
fine rosettes of lime,
and infested
with tiny white sea-lice,
and underneath two or three
rags of green weed hung down.
While his gills were breathing in
the terrible oxygen
--the frightening gills,
fresh and crisp with blood,
that can cut so badly--
I thought of the coarse white flesh
packed in like feathers,
the big bones and the little bones,
the dramatic reds and blacks
of his shiny entrails,
and the pink swim-bladder
like a big peony.
I looked into his eyes
which were far larger than mine
but shallower, and yellowed,
the irises backed and packed
with tarnished tinfoil
seen through the lenses
of old scratched isinglass.
They shifted a little, but not

to return my stare.
--It was more like the tipping
of an object toward the light.
I admired his sullen face,
the mechanism of his jaw,
and then I saw
that from his lower lip
--if you could call it a lip
grim, wet, and weaponlike,
hung five old pieces of fish-line,
or four and a wire leader
with the swivel still attached,
with all their five big hooks
grown firmly in his mouth.
A green line, frayed at the end
where he broke it, two heavier lines,
and a fine black thread
still crimped from the strain and snap
when it broke and he got away.
Like medals with their ribbons
frayed and wavering,
a five-haired beard of wisdom
trailing from his aching jaw.
I stared and stared
and victory filled up
the little rented boat,
from the pool of bilge
where oil had spread a rainbow
around the rusted engine
to the bailer rusted orange,
the sun-cracked thwarts,
the oarlocks on their strings,
the gunnels--until everything
was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow!
And I let the fish go.