Not-So-Caring Bear

...well, I guess it's not the bear's fault.

When Jayda was born, we got a Care Bear that looked similar to this one, only with a little drawstring that plays a sweet version of Twinkle Twinkle little Star. We've held onto it and kept it available for Skyler, with the idea that he would find the music soothing. We were wrong.

This bear has the power to plunge Skyler into a deep clinical depression causing the saddest face, biggest crocodile tears, and loudest crying I have ever heard. He does not want to look at it, and he does not want to hear it. We have had several experiences (and maybe done a few experiments, so sue us!), to verify the fact that it is nothing other then the bear causing the horrible emotional trauma. I honestly don't understand it. Maybe if we need to find something to soothe him during hard times, we should find something less scary, like a creepy smiling clown!

Tiny Glimpse of Philly

I was able to steal a few of the pictures that Rachel took before she left. Most of them were taken in our apartment, but a few were taken at Fairmount Park, a gorgeous park that our apartment complex practically sits on. I wish so bad that I could show you more, hopefully it won't be too long until I can!

Jayda taking a picture of Rachel with her "phone."
I'm crazy!

Glenn and I at Fairmount Park. Do you like the black stripes in my hair? I told my hairdresser to put black in my hair since I was grieving the move. It's got me through some tough times... :-)
Nothing like a bear hug between a brother and sister.
Fairmount Park
Jayda sitting on Rachel's luggage. She didn't fit, sorry Rache!
Sitting in our messy living room. Now you can actually see the floor, thank goodness!

All that we have of the move...

As you all know, our dang camera died the first day we moved, and we are still waiting to recieve our battery charger. But, we do have a few pictures of the move. This was on our way to Laramie Wyoming. We stopped once right after picking up Rachel in SLC at a beautiful park. Our second stop was at a Little America in the middle of nowhere somewhere in Wyoming.

I love this picture, my kids have the cutest looks on their faces.

3 Years Old!

I can't believe I have a three year old! Sometimes I still feel like I'm still getting used to being a parent.

We decided to celebrate Jayda's birthday with my mom's birthday right before we moved. We kept the party small, with just family, but it was still a lot of fun, and Jayda still got all the attention she could handle! We had really cute cupcakes that my mom made, and Jayda got a lot of fun gifts, including her first Cabbage Patch Doll (memories!). The only problem is now whenever a birthday, a cake or gifts are mentioned, Jayda assumes that it's all for her! If only everyday could be our birthday.



Jayda has started covering her ears whenever there is even a slight possibility of a loud noise. I guess lighting candles qualifies as one of those times.
CUTE! She used jello molds as the cups, clever huh!
Jayda got the mini-special plate, along with everyone telling her why she was special.

Visiting Family

Before we left we visited Glenn's brother and sister-in-law and their four sons. It was so much fun to see them and we are going to miss our conversations, as well as how well the kids play together. Skyler was so cute that night, wherever the boys went, he went. You'd think that he was just one of them! We'll miss you Greg, Janice and boys!

Just stupid and because...

My dad playing with playdough with Jayda, and this is what he made. It was all around hilarity.

An Ode to Dirk

Jeremy, or Dirk, as we call him, is essentially my adopted brother, and it's funny the way we became friends. We met working on a graveyard shift together at a homeless youth shelter. We were doing chores, I told him to get in the kitchen and make me a sandwich, and we've been great friends ever since. Shortly after we met, we had all the staff and residents convinced that we were brother and sister. We've had such fun like taking the residents on hikes in waist high snow, and daring each other to eat an entire Boston Cream Pie in one sitting (I think he did it!). He already knew quite a few people in the family, and ended up getting adopted in, even as far as spending Christmas morning with us. He's a cynical, angry man, but he's hilarious and we love him.

Anyway, a few years ago he moved to Oregon for school, work and just to get out of Poky. But, I had the pleasure of getting to see him a few weeks before we moved at his brother's wedding party (which was amazing and beautiful, props to his mom!). Anyway, it was a lot of fun to see him again. Hopefully I will be seeing a lot more of him since he is planning on moving to Philly for graduate school. See you soon Dirk!