Daniel has been done with finals for about two weeks now, and we're so glad to have him home in the evenings. Originally, we planned for him to take one or two classes over the summer, but after two semesters going full-time after five years off, he was really burned out. So it's been wonderful each evening around five when Daniel gets home and
stays home. I don't feel rushed to get food one the table right when he gets home, knowing he doesn't have to leave again in half an hour, and I'm a much more agreeable Mommy because of it.
Something else we've had time to do now that Daniel is home in the evenings is start a garden! Last year we had great plans for a garden that didn't come to fruition. We lived in an adorable duplex in Salt Lake, with a perfect spot for a garden. We had the earth nicely turned over and beautifully tilled, ready to plant when we found out I was pregnant with George (yay!) and needed to find a place with more room. Our current apartment came available at the same time, our friends tipped us off, and we snatched it up. I drove past our old duplex a couple months later and saw that whoever moved in made good use of the garden prep we did, and had beautiful tomatoes growing and squash blossoms just blooming. I actually cried when I realized what we had missed out on. (The fact that I was pregnant played a large part in that, I'm sure.)
So a couple weeks ago, when Daniel's dad made the offer to us to use the backyard of their vacant house (in need of repairs, and not exactly rentable at the moment) for a garden, I was elated! So we've spend the last week prepping the soil and we'll spend this weekend planting starters (it's a little late for seeds, unfortunately.) I'm so excited for tomatoes, zucchini, squash, romaine, and a few other things we're going to try. When we have pictures that are worth looking at (as in, not just a big square of dirt) I'll post them.
Also, I want to take a moment to brag a little about how well my little boy is growing. We took him in for his four month check-up a little under two weeks ago and he was weighing in at 16 pounds 10 ounces. But then we took him in again today for his shots (which he actually giggled the entire way through...no crying whatsoever) and they weighed him again...18 pounds 5 ounces. That's about two pounds in about two weeks. What a chub! That's the 90th percentile for weight. Crazy. He's only ten ounces lighter than Lynny was at her one year check up. We're going to end up having to get a different carseat for him in the next couple of months, just because he'll outgrow the one we have for him now. Lynny was in that one until after her first birthday. It continues to boggle my mind.
And just so you don't feel like you've wasted time reading for nothing, here are a few pictures of my family.
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| I was cleaning my room one day with George laying on the bed. Lynny came in and started sharing her toys with him. I couldn't resist taking a picture. It was such a sweet moment. |
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| George fell asleep in his jumperoo. That kind of excerise really wears you out, you know. |
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| We don't get any TV channels, so we only watch DVDs. Imagine my joy when we discovered the library's Sesame Street collection. They even have the old school ones! This is the kids deeply interested in the letter "h". |
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| We went to the zoo with Daddy's field trip last week. George got his first sunburn (it wasn't that bad) and it was a nice tan by the next day. Here he is, just as happy as can be, despite his pink skin. He never stops smiling. |
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| Lynny, once again enjoying Sesame Street, which she calls "Meemo," or Elmo. |
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| My boys napping on a Sunday afternoon. I can't get enough of sleeping babies and daddies. |
