Tuesday, March 15, 2011

1st Fall

Well I guess it was bound to happen sometime.  This weekend, Alta took her first real fall onto cement.  She is a tough little girl though, and only cried for about a minute.  Mom, on the other hand, cried much longer!
Here's our little warrior:


She doesn't let her owie stop her from exploring, or from being the happy little Alta that she is. 


In her exploring adventure she found one of Dad's old Army hats.  Needless to say, she was just thrilled to be looking like her Daddy.  She has been wearing it around now for days.  Still very much a Daddy's girl!  

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Oh baby!

Time is just flying by.  I know that I have been a slacker in updating this blog... but there have been A LOT of good reasons.  Where to start?

Christmas - my parents came out to visit, and we had a great time with them.  Alta was Grandpa's little girl for sure.  She even picked him over Dad, and that's really saying something!  Of course, he was the holder of the iPhone, so perhaps that may have had more to do with it!  What a tech genius she is!  She figured out how to turn on the phone, unlock it, and then scroll through pictures, music, etc.  She is just so smart.  She was also very good at working us in order to get that phone.  Oh dear... the signs of things to come!

On Christmas day, we discovered that our house had flooded.  Water came up from our bottom floor toilet - because there was a blockage somewhere in between the house and the main sewer line.  A plumber came out - and pushed the blockage through to the sewer, and we thought everything was going to be fine - because our house is under warranty!  So we just took it in stride, and enjoyed our Christmas morning as best as we could. 

Well, it turned into a bit more of an ordeal that we had previously anticipated.  Turns out, it wasn't under our warranty, and we had to cover it with our home owners insurance.  We later discovered that any water that comes out of your toilet, is considered "black water", and a biohazard.  Oh joy!  Unfortunately it contaminated all of the lower level of our house, which means - everything had to be replaced.  We had to move out of the house to protect ourselves from getting sick.  Lucky for us, we were able to stay with the England family until hotel costs were approved by our insurance (remember, this is during the Christmas holidays - so no one was in the office to even give us an answer as to what to do!)  We eventually made it to a hotel, and then finally back into our house after it was officially "decontaminated".  We all got sick during the process.  When we were able to return home, we found that it is much more difficult to live out of your bedrooms when you have a 14 month old to entertain.  Again the England's came to our rescue - and kept us busy many of the days by letting us come play with their kids.  By us, I mean - Alta and me... Jaren of course had work.  :)  We were shown so much kindness by the members of our Church.  We had meals brought to us, and various other kindnesses shown during the month we spent camping in our house. 

During this experience, I learned a fabulous lesson about the God and the Savior's love for me (well actually, for each of His children).  I am a do-er... a give-er.  I do not like to be the one that's receiving another's service.  Yes, I am prideful.  But during this experience I had to accept help - because I genuinely needed it.  And somewhere throughout this process, I was led to the thought, "Brenna, you love to serve others.  It makes you feel good.  You feel closer to God in the process, and know that you are able to do His work by helping others.  So why do you stop others or hesitate to let others help you?  Would you stop the Savior if he came to your rescue?  Would you say - Uh, no, you don't need to bring me dinner?" 
Needless to say, I hope I have overcome a bit of my pride through this process, and was able to feel more completely the love of the Lord.  I also have made some friends in the process. Huge blessing. 

Moving on - I'm pregnant.  So this means, I'm getting huge.  Really I started off the Christmas season not-too-huge... and have moved on into Ginorma-ville.  Meanwhile - Alta is also HUGE.  She is over 30 lbs.  She is not fat, but she is sturdy.  And solid.  And heavy.  And adorable! 


And teething.... Oh my!  Lots of teeth coming through these days.  We have two more coming in on the top.  Which leads to a lot of this.......

 Still... she is pretty stinking cute eh?

Oh, and she's walking now.  FINALLY!  Woohooo... poor thing.  She is a perfectionist (wonder where she got that from?) and wouldn't walk on her own until she was positive that she wouldn't make any mistakes doing it.  So, for the past few months I have had to walk her around everywhere.  Well, she finally let go a few weeks ago, and now is overjoyed with her new found freedom.  She is not overjoyed when you have to say "No" about what she is not supposed to be into.  Just today, she was throwing away her toys, and bringing Mommy garbage from the kitchen.  She is just so thoughtful! 

Jaren has finally started flying.  This makes us all very happy.  #1 - because don't you think a pilot should fly every now and then?  Me too.  # 2 - It makes for a much happier Jaren.  # 3 - I would like for him to actually be a bit more experienced in his bird before he leaves for Afghanistan this summer. 

Also important to report - Jaren was promoted.  We can now call him "Chief".  He is a Warrant 2 now.  We had a promotion ceremony for him at his work.  It is truly very informal, and more a hazing ritual than anything else.  But it was a lot of fun to watch him with his co-pilots.  After all - these are the men and women that will be with him when he is gone... and I take a lot of comfort in the fact that they care enough about him to dump chocolate milk, liquid shower soap, and coffee grinds on him.  Oh wait... they left the coffee grinds for me. 



We did a great job didn't we? 



Anyhow, like I said at the beginning of this post.  Time is flying by.  I'm 31 weeks pregnant now, and will be adding another little girl into the mix before long.  I am just so grateful to be enjoying this life with my best friend, and the most wonderful child in all of existance.  And no, that's not just the pregnancy hormones talking.  I really do have it good. 

Monday, November 22, 2010

What Does the Fishy Say?

This is what happens when Daddy is home for the weekend.  Love it.

Monday, November 15, 2010

1st Birthday

Alta is 1 year old.  I can't believe it.  My baby has already lived on this earth for an entire year!  What?!!  Time really does fly, and I can't believe how much she has changed.  In so many ways I just want to stop everything, and stay here... right in this moment... FOREVER.  Luckily, there is just so much joy in watching her grow and change - that I feel lucky to get to be there for that too. 

At one year Alta:
Weighs:  24 lbs 2 oz
Height:  31 1/2 inches
Walks by holding on to things
Has two teeth (bottom front)
Drinks from her own sippy cup
Says Dada constantly, and Momma if she is in complete desperation
Says Alta
Says "Doh" for No
Says "Deh" for Yes
LOVES to hit Mommy in the face (not my favorite developmental milestone)
Will pick peas out of any meal - just to eat them first
Is still very much a Daddy's girl

Here are some pictures from her first Birthday Cake:

As you can see, she loves it!

You can see her little tooth on the bottom.  So cute!

Eating is great - but sometimes, it just tuckers her out. 

If you would like to see the full video of her eating her cake, check this out, oh and this !



For Veterans Day weekend we took a trip up to the North Carolina Zoo.  It was a massive Zoo, with huge habitats.  Great for the animals.... not so great for a one year old to be able to really pick the animals out.  Nevertheless, we had a great time. 

1st carousel ride:

Who doesn't feel like "cracking up" sometimes?

Lovin' her chubby cheeks...

Alta's found her favorite animal!  She loves Elephants (just like her Mommy!)

Alta, it has been an incredible honor to be your mother this year.  I am so grateful that the Lord chose to send you to us.  I am happier than I've ever been, and it has everything to do with watching you grow up.  I love you, and can't wait for this next year.  But please, stop hitting Mommy in the face. 

Monday, November 1, 2010

Goodbye Ft. Rucker, Hello Ft. Bragg!

Warning: Long post. But seriously, what did you expect?

Well, so much has happened since I was last able to write. We left Ft. Rucker, saying goodbye to Alabama...


And goodbye to all of our great friends! (Dang I miss these girls, and my running time like crazy!)
We drove from Alabama to Florida, to see my cousin Theresa's wedding. Unfortunately, I didn't get many pictures (of my own) from that wedding. We were having problems with remembering to charge the batteries! Oops. But here is one with my Aunt Lynne. It was so great to see her!
From Florida, we drove up to North Carolina. Let me say this - Road trips are so much more challenging now. Planning food, milk, more food, diaper changes... all of it - a little taxing for my seemingly slower brain functioning. I honestly swear that I am getting dumber as the days go by. Here is a cute shot of Alta eating spaghetti while Daddy fills up the gas!
Eventually we made it to North Carolina, and spent the next few weeks living in a hotel on base. I did not take pictures, because I have no desire to remember this very dark time in my life. Hotel living is not for me. Especially not with a kiddo.
Eventually that ended, and we moved into our 1st home! I am so excited and feel so blessed to be living in a new home. I never thought that we would be able to do this. I honestly thought I might buy a home when we are out of the Army, and still not a new one. Well as it turns out, in order to live on-post (like we did in Alabama), we would have a year wait to get into the housing. So we looked at renting options. Turns out, everyone here knows exactly what the Army pays it's soldiers for housing, so they charge exactly that. Then you still have to figure out the utilities. So - it wasn't going to be cheap. Reluctantly we began looking at how much it would cost us to buy a home. You can't imagine my surprise to find out that it was our cheapest option. Like, save several hundred dollars a month cheap. And... it's ours? Wow.
For those of you in Utah... you will understand when I say that we couldn't live in Magna for the price that we bought this home. Home prices are low, so are the interest rates... to say we got a good deal... well ... I'm getting repetitive aren't I? Anyhow, the Lord has blessed us yet again, and here is our new home!
From the entryway... here is what you see when you walk in:
Here is our living room, I am standing in the dinning room:
Here is a shot from the living room, into the dinning room:
This is our kitchen:

You go upstairs, and then there are 4 bedrooms. Here is the master bedroom. You can see the opening to the master closet. (Walk in! Yes!!!)

There are 2 bedrooms that look the same... One for Alta, and one for the baby that is on the way! (Wait, you didn't know? That's right! I'm pregnant! I'm due April 27th!!) The third bedroom will be my craft room / office. I love it.
Here is Alta roaming around "her house." I say this because she thinks it's hers. She literally pushed me out of her room that she was playing in the other day - like... "you go back into the kitchen... you can have that... this is my room!" Anyhow, pretty funny.

Here she is helping Daddy sort through his Army gear so that he could be ready for his first day.
Which is a pretty good time to mention that Jaren is now going to be a Med-evac pilot. He's pretty excited about this. So am I! To those who don't know what that is... picture Lifelight - only Army style.
I couldn't resist throwing in this picture of Alta eating spaghetti again. Apparently she is a lot like me in this regard. We both LOVE spaghetti. And she really likes wearing it too.
Skip to Halloween. Alta was Thumbalina. I didn't have time to sew her anything... so next year... watch out. But she enjoyed playing dress up all the same. We didn't go trick-or-treating, because honestly, I think it's a little bizarre to take around your kid who can't eat candy, to basically get more candy for the adults... but apparently, I am alone in this thought process, because I watched all of my friends with kids the same age go out and do it. Next year, we are all in - because she will understand a bit more of what's going on, and it will be for her... this year... we just hung out and met trick or treaters.
A funny story: This is Alta getting ready for our first week at church. Well, our very first week, we actually went to the wrong ward. We tried, but ultimately the meetinghouse locater thing on the church website sent us to the wrong ward. (Don't worry, this didn't make me loose faith in the church!) Anyhow, after sacrament we went and met our new bishop for the right ward. He seemed super nice, and he loved Alta. The next Wednesday we get a phone call to to speak in church. For THAT SUNDAY. Yes, our first Sunday in the right ward. I guess that's one way to introduce yourselves. Ha! Anyhow, it turned out great, and the Lord must have known what he was doing, because since then I have met some really kind and friendly people.
One huge plus to this whole "living in North Carolina thing" is that we actually have a lot of stuff to do here! It is great! We have already been to 3 museums! Here we are at the museum of Natural Science.
And I had to put this one in, because Alta loves everything that her Daddy does. She LOVED the snakes. Jaren has always been a snake lover, and I'm sure I won't be able to stop them from getting another one someday. Although, I think I will make the rule, that Jaren has to be there to feed it. So no snakes until he can't be deployed.
Speaking of deployed. Yes it will happen. Yes he is going. Because of this, I am going to have to privatize the blog soon. I do not want personal family information available that could jeopardize him or any military operation. So I won't be posting that kind of stuff on here while it's not private. And even when it goes private - it will a bit vague. So if you want more details -
call me.
I am going to make an email list of people that want to read my blog. That way I will email you with updates, and you don't have to just wonder when I've posted. So if you want to continue to read my blog - let me know.