Monday, May 31, 2010


...where the wind comes sweeping down the plain!!!!!

You're welcome for getting that song stuck in your head for the rest of the day.

What's that?

Normal (non-Oklahoman) people don't know that song?

Well you're missing out, I tell ya. Missing out! The song, like the state herself, is OK!

Anyway, we just got back from the Grand Land I Used To Belong To.

{And here's where I stop all cheesy musical references. Yes, I promise.}

We were only there for two and a half days after driving time is factored out. Which means that it was a super packed, non-stop few days of which I'm not sure we've all recovered from just yet. Harrison did GREAT. I'm so proud of him, really. The drive up there was 11 hours after several stops and one incident where we got lost (TOTALLY Michelle's fault, by the way). He probably slept only about 2 of those 11 hours, and the rest he patiently hung out in his car seat. The drive back was much better at only (ONLY, ha!) 9 hours. And in between the two drives we dragged him around constantly from one house/store/place to another meeting tons of new people, and he was SUCH a trooper. I will probably pay for it this week, but like I said: So. Proud.

He got to meet my dad and most of his side of the family on this trip, along with my very best friend from childhood and her hubby who were beyond hospitable by opening up their home (read: letting us completely invade their space). We had so much fun catching up with everybody!

The trip included hopping from house to house to meet and hang out with everyone, as well as a fun BBQ hosted by the Halfords and a DE-LISH-US Korean feast that my Aunt Yong so kindly prepared for us. If you haven't had the delight of trying Korean food, stop reading this and RUN to the nearest restaurant. Not that any restaurant could do my aunt's cooking justice. I hadn't had her Korean dinner in probably 15 years or more, so this was a huge treat!

And here is where I bombard this post with a million pictures. There would have been more, except that I left my camera at my grandpa's house for pretty much half the trip. Apparently I'm not very good at keeping tabs on my Canon.  

Think we got everything?

Grandpa Kelly meets Harrison, and his intoxicating baby smell.

Harrison and Great Grandma Pursell

Loved holding her hand!

 Rick was pumped to get in some much needed Tony Time.

Kelsey + Tienna = BFF&A! A little known fact since 4th grade.

Harrison and his Great Grandpa Pursell

Giving G. Grandpa a workout

Hamming up the baby kisses

Quality time with Grandpa

Enjoying G. Grandma's lap

Tickle time!

Looking pretty comfy

Geez Aunt Michelle, I know I've got style, but get your own!

Michelle, me, & Tienna - at an angle courtesy of Tony's mad skillz.

Harrison and my cousin Russell, right before he spit up yellow squash all over his white shirt. Go figure!

I'm a little worried that my Aunt Yong might make a trip down here to do a little baby-snatching.

And I'm a little worried that Harrison wouldn't mind!

80 Yokimondu and all were devoured. Y-U-M!

fried rice, yakimondu, bbq'd ribs, bulgogi, and sesame bean sprouts. I'm still drooling.

Michelle, Yong, and a filthy baby

The dreaded (partial) family shot

Have I mentioned how much I love these two?? And that Harrison would LOVE a little baby friend? :)

Goodbyes are always so hard.

Hopefully our next visit will be longer and much sooner than our typical every two years!

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

I've got my random hat on.

Lots going on around here lately. We are about to leave to go up to Oklahoma for a few days and I have a million zillion thoughts floating through my head of everything I need to get done beforehand. This will be our first road trip and overnight stay with a baby in tow. Should be interesting! I'm thinking we may need to rent a U-Haul. Rick thinks I over-pack for myself -- just wait until he sees Harrison's cargo. Ha!

Saturday, we headed down the street for a barbecue at the Salsky-Forbis house. They just had a patio added on and it looks great!

 Sunday, we were supposed to go to Grayson's birthday party but it got canceled because he was sick. Poor thing -- this was already a rescheduled party because the first one was canceled due to bad weather. So instead, we took Harrison over to his Beda and Pappy's house to go swimming for a little bit. He loved it! I wish I had gotten some pictures but from personal experience I've learned to keep expensive cameras away from pools of water...

Sunday night was the LOST Series Finale - Event-of-the-Decade. Or at least that's what the promos kept calling it. I personally was a highly disappointed with the ending and think in all fairness they should have called it the LOST Series Finale - Oh-Crap-We-Were-Counting-On-Getting-Canceled-Years-Ago-and-Therefore-Have-No-Answers. I kept an open mind because I knew there was no way they could possibly wrap up all of the mysteries and loose ends of the wicked-complicated plot, but the route they took to end the show felt like a total cop-out and massive betrayal. My initial instinct was to declare the last six years of my faithful following a complete waste of time and energy, I'm not going to lie. But after I slept on it for a few days (this is SERIOUS, people!), I acknowledged that no matter how disappointing the conclusion, it was still a fascinating show. To quote something I read out there on the interwebz, "The destination may be a disappointment, but the journey was fantastic."  If you watched Lost, what was your opinion?

Moving on.

Today Harrison had his very first play date!  Okay, okay. I admit that it was really more for me than him, but he had fun too. I made a friend at MOPS and she and her little boy Hamilton came over for a few hours. I had a fabulous time chatting with her and I got a crash course on how I need to child-proof my house, ha!

Speaking of child-proofing, I need to get on that STAT. Harrison is trying so hard to crawl and I have a feeling it won't be much longer before he's in to everything. He has gotten to the point where he looks around the room and is intrigued by his surroundings and then gets so frustrated that he can't go check it all out. Hopefully his reflux will calm down before he gets too mobile. Or else I think we'll be replacing the flooring sooner than originally planned...

Hope everybody has a great holiday weekend. Be safe!

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Presents from the Reflux King.

I know just how much all of you love seeing pictures of vomit, so I thought I'd share a few that I took of some surprise discoveries I found when I was cleaning the house recently. Sad part is, these went unnoticed for who knows how long. Usually he likes to puke directly on us no matter the lengths we go to protect our clothing, but I guess he got bored with that game and snuck in a few over-the-shoulder ralfs when we weren't looking.

What's that?  Thank you for sharing the pictures of the puke? Aww, don't mention it. You're quite welcome!

Friday, May 21, 2010

A refreshing dose of estrogen.

I have wonderful family and friends, but unfortunately all of them are at work during the day and for some reason aren't available to chit-chat on the phone for long periods of time. I know, I know, I'm thinking the same thing: what a bunch of brown nosers!


Anyway, I've been feeling pretty isolated and bored and stir-crazy, and frankly, the wild flirting between me and Mr. Insanity these last several weeks just haven't been doing any of us any good. So a few weeks ago, I tracked down the closest MOPS chapter and decided to give it a try. Last week was my first meeting, and I was really nervous. In fact, at the last minute, I almost didn't go. Harrison hadn't slept at all the night before and had just puked on me for the one millionth time that morning and I was totally about to use him as an excuse. But if I'm being honest, the real reason was because I was horrified at the thought of a room full of perfectly put together moms who would make me feel totally intimidated and inadequate by their pure awesomeness at child rearing. Isn't it funny how silly we are sometimes? Oh wait, that's just me?

My point is (and I do have a point. I think.) is that I am SO grateful that I found this group and mustered up the courage to actually show up. And here's a huge shocker: it wasn't scary at all. Instead, I found it so very inspiring that ordinary moms can minister to each other in such a profound way. I didn't realize just how much I would benefit from the fellowship of a room full of strangers, bonded together by motherhood. My insecurities and personal challenges I've been faced with while adjusting to staying home were all validated and it was very encouraging to hear that I'm in the same boat as so many other moms. I've never been one to have lots of girlfriends, but this group reminded me just how important and refreshing girl time can be for the soul.

Apparently Harrison enjoyed his social setting as well -- when the sweet lady from the church's daycare handed him over to me, he started screaming and wanted to stay there. Which of course felt like a dagger straight to my heart, but at least he had a good time, too...

Monday, May 17, 2010

Just pretend it's a week ago.

Happy Mother's Day!!

I finally uploaded the pictures off of Jon's camera and wanted to get them posted before I forget or, you know, next year rolls around. I'm still without my camera so I only have the pictures from Sunday, but hopefully Mr. Canon and I will be reunited very soon.

We had a fun day.

Before church, I ate breakfast in bed thanks to the sweet hubster. He also gave me flowers and a card from Harrison which included a gift certificate for a manicure and a pedicure. Which I desperately need and am very grateful for!

After church, my brother and I set out to the grocery store. We wanted to cook our mom dinner and just hang out at the house instead of fighting the crowds at a restaurant. Plus, he's in culinary school so I figured we needed to give his skills a test. And can I just say that my baby brother is growing up? He split the grocery bill with me and people, I was in shock. Complete shock! :)

Rick even decorated the house with a few streamers and a homemade banner. I tried desperately to get a picture of his first attempt, which spelled "HAPPY MOHTERS DAY" but he tore it down before I could get to the camera. There's a long and hilarious history of Rick mispelling things on large displays. I'll save it for another post. ;)

The banner, take two

Since Connor deemed himself head chef, Rick was forced to be his grilling assistant. And as luck would have it, Harrison had the perfect apron for his dad to borrow.

At least he knows his place.

The food was YUM. We cooked way too much considering there were only 5 of us. It may or may not have been a strategically planned excuse to eat way more than is even close to appropriate. The food included barbequed pork tenderloin, ribs, and sausage along with roasted potatoes and veggies, rolls, deviled eggs, baked beans, potato salad, cookies, and chocolate cream pie. Now you know I wasn't eggagerating on the "way too much" part.


We ate outside and enjoyed the nice weather before it becomes too unbearably hot. Which unfortunately will be any day now. Then we just hung out and watched the baby play.

So even though this is over a week late, I want to wish all the mommas out there a fabulous Mother's Day. Especially two of my favorites:  Mom and Mary. We love you!

Water Baby

The weather didn't cooperate with our plans this weekend. Friday night we were supposed to go swimming at Mom & Tim's, but the severe thunderstorms that rolled in thought otherwise. They stuck around Saturday and ruined our plans of boating, which I was pretty bummed about! I was really looking forward to some sun and skiing. They were supposed to stick around Sunday as well, but took pity on us instead and finally decided to let us have some fun.

Somebody absolutely refused to take a nap, so we packed him up and decided to take him out for his first swim. Even though he was cranky, he loved the water! We had to stay in the kiddie pool because the big pool was too cold and his little teeth gums were chattering. I was trying really hard not to think about how many germs we were soaking in and was desperately hoping that it was the smaller size that was making the pool so much warmer and not any other reason. Ick.

Jeff and Katie brought their new waterproof camera and took some pictures. I hope our severe paleness doesn't blind you. I can't believe that I'm somehow more pasty than a baby whose skin has never been exposed to the sun!

Somebody's sleepy...

Whoa! This is a huge bath tub!

My little swimmer was kicking his legs like a frog.

K squared, about to get some much needed sun

This warmer water is much better.

H and his Aunt Katie

The boys, chilling in the kiddie pool.

H and Heffe'

Family shot

Poor little guy fell asleep before we could even finish drying him off. I think we need to take him swimming more often!

Monday, May 10, 2010

I feel so naked.

Because I left my camera at my friend's house. My friend who lives 2 1/2 hours away.

A severe panic almost ensued when I realized that we were indeed apart. The separation anxiety is almost unbearable.

I mean, I only have a few hundred thousand of almost identical pictures of my baby and now I'll be apart from my camera for a few days, and possibly even a week! For the love of God, WHAT WILL I DO???!!! 

There's a slight chance that I might in fact be addicted to my dear and beloved Canon. Just maybe.

Jon let me borrow his camera in the meantime, which was pretty sweet of him. I took some pictures of our weekend, including the Mother's Day festivities, but will have to wait to post until after I figure out how to upload them. I know you will be dying in anticipation.

Until then, here is a cute video of a very cute baby. He started making the funniest noises/laughs a couple of weeks ago - like a cross between an owl and a sheep maybe? I don't know, you judge for yourself. Enjoy!

Show Us Your Life - Kid's Names


I'm participating in Kelly's Show Us Your Life tour for the first time this week. I love her blog and love visiting all of the blog links every Friday, so I finally decided to join in. Better late than never, right?

I think it's safe to say that I am borderline obsessed with baby names. I've kept a list of my favorites since I was in grade school and when I was pregnant I had a color-coordinated Excel spreadsheet with the names, meanings, and popularity stats. And yes, I really did just admit that! I'm a total list/spreadsheet nerd and I'm proud of it. :)

I love the story on how we decided on Harrison's name. I know that his name was totally meant to be and it fits his personality perfectly. And it goes to show that God speaks to us all the time -- we just have to learn to listen for Him! :)  I already wrote about the day we knew his name was meant to be. You can click here to read it.

Rick and I tend to like longer names since our last name is only four letters. A lot of people told us he needed a shorter nickname, but in my opinion, it really isn't that big of a deal to throw in one extra syllable and just stick with Harrison. I'm not a huge fan of Harry, although a few of his family members call him that. Maybe it will grow on me? For now he's my Harrison or my Hare-Bear or my Baby Love and it's working out just fine!

Thursday, May 6, 2010

A first dance and a first candle.

We had a jam-packed couple of days this past weekend. Saturday a sweet couple and good friends of ours from our small group got married. The wedding was beautiful -- very casual and intimate with the guests actually standing around the altar instead of sitting on either side of an isle. What a great idea! And as an added plus, it took the pressure off of having to choose which side we were going to sit on. Don't you hate that sometimes? I mean, it's like a popularity contest or something, and when you know and love the couple equally, it can be a stressful decision. Or maybe that's just me and my neurotic, over-analytical nature? Ha!

Rick's mom came up for the weekend to babysit Harrison for us Saturday night. Which was like pulling teeth to get her to do, let me tell ya. She isn't a baby hog AT ALL. :)  It was really sweet of her and Harrison had a great time hanging out with his grandma.

Mom, quit taking my picture and leave already!

You can tell that these boys don't have to wear suits very often. Rick was trying to help Jeff out, but since his tie just pretty much stays tied all of the time, he couldn't remember how to do it. Notice the step-by-step instructional video of how to tie a tie in the background. And even with that resource, the mission was still a fail. Katie had to flag down a stranger in the parking lot to tie it for him. Classy! Ha ha!

Over the bunny ears and...wait a second. That's how to tie a shoe.

Meanwhile, Katie and I posed for a picture. I'm not sure why I even attempted to flat iron my hair, because it was like 250% humidity and the wedding was outside. So the non-frizzed hair lasted for about 30 seconds, but whatever. I tried, anyway. 

 K squared, as Rick likes to call us.

I didn't take any pictures of the wedding since Katie was using her camera, so I'll have to post those later when I get them from her. Like I said, it was really nice. And I was doing so well until the bride and groom busted out with their own vows. And then the floodgates opened and I cried like a baby.

I also didn't manage to get a single picture of the bride the entire night. I think it was because Rick was taking most of the pictures. Yep. We'll just blame him.  :)  But he did steal a picture of the groom:

John and Kate + Kelsey

And here are two of my favorite people. Looking hot I might add:

The Normans

A rare photo of us together and actually presentable. See? We do clean up nicely! :)

Me and the Hubster

Sunday we packed up and headed out of town for this little guy's first birthday party:

Wow, somebody is singing WAY off key. I think it's my Aunt. 

The party was monkey-themed and completely adorable, like all of my SIL's parties. I'm pretty sure I've mentioned a time or twenty that she is super talented and makes me sick. In a perfectly healthy, loving way of course. :) Here is a picture of the cake she made:

Complete with Cullen's finger prints and all!

And here is a picture of the little monkey himself:

My name is Cavan and I'm a chocoholic.

Aunt Laura stole Harrison away from her sister. He was totally digging all of the attention:

I sure do like this lady!

At the end of the party, Cavan released his balloons and we all watched them float away until we couldn't see them anymore. Christian suggested that maybe they were on their way to the moon. Yep, she's a cutie. Here's a family shot right before he let go:

We love these guys!
After the party, we stopped by Ashley's house and we all took Joel to McDonald's for his birthday. She decided she would let him wear whatever he wanted to. I so wish I had taken some pictures. He chose a Spiderman costume -- you know, the one with the foam muscle inserts?  At the playplace, we kept hearing the kids yelling, "Hey Spiderman, come up here! Hey Spiderman, let's go down the slide!" They just naturally assumed that his name was Spiderman. How adorable! Ahhh, the simplicity of childhood.

We had a great weekend, although I am just now recovering. And just in time for this upcoming weekend, which will be just as busy, if not more. I am really starting to notice that I'm not the spring chicken that I thought I was...when did this getting old thing happen? Ha!

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