So Much To Be Thankful For

We take time today to break bread with family, share our sentiments for one another, and enjoy our first Thanksgiving with our daughter, Ellena. From our hearts, we could fill all the space Blogger would give us with the things we are thankful for. To name a few; our faith (which expands every day), our family (which expanded this year), our family (for which our love expands) and our friends (for which our reach and heart increases for with each passing season). Interesting how none of these are things at all.

From our piece of the internet to yours, Happy Thanksgiving.

Our Gift To The Lord - Ellena's Dedication

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Dedicate your life to something greater than yourself
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The Lord gave us the gift of our daughter, who we vowed to raise in a Christian home. On this day we dedicated her back to Him.

This was a great day for our family and an even better day for Ellena. For those wondering what the purpose of a baby dedication is, allow me to explain. Most people have heard of a baby christening, but I have noticed that fewer have heard of a dedication. The primary difference is in choice. By dedicating Ellena to God, we essentially made a public announcement in our church to recognize that Ellena is a gift from God. A gift that, at this time, we choose to give back to Him. We promised to perform several actions, including leading her to Christ until she can choose for herself to do so. Ideally, at a point in her life, she will choose to become baptized.

For the occasion, she wore a white robe that was handmade by Ellena's great grandmother, Marlene. It was so beautiful and she received many compliments on it. After the church service, we hosted a small brunch at our home with close friends and family. It was a day full of memories for our family and we look forward to sharing the church-provided DVD with Ellena.

Fat & Jolly

Last week S took E with her to the local mall (this is seriously one of her favorite places to go outside of Costco, her day care and Grandma’s house). The purpose of this visit was to rendezvous with Santa for her first time. The girls made it through the line and below is the result. Enjoy.

I like this picture on so many levels. She is smiling (as opposed to scared of Santa and his big, threatening already-warmed lap) and she appears to be having a good time. Also, this was the first time I had ever seen shoes on Ellena. You would never believe how “grown up” shoes can make a baby look! Between the shoes and her jeans, she really looked a bit more mature than I am used to.

Now, rumor has it the Sultan of the Sack and E exchanged a few sentences, but the conversation was masked by general mall noises and piped-in Christmas music, so we really don’t know what she “wants for Christmas”. We'll just have to wing it, I suppose.

Can I Get My Act Together?

Have you ever had one of those days where it just felt like you couldn’t get anywhere? For example, some weekday mornings while I am loading up the truck with all the things E and I need (work bag, her bag, my lunch, her lunch, dry cleaning, her, etc.), I just feel like I am dragging around the house to the point where I finally think to myself “am I ever going to get going today?”

We were in for it today, or should I say I was in for it. About half way to day care I realized I left E’s solid food in the kitchen on the counter. Although happy to remember the food she would need only a few hours later, I really didn’t want to turn around. But I did, of course.

After arriving at day care, I went to place her milk in the fridge and, guess what, it was missing from its pouch on the side of the bag. Oh yeah, turns out it was at home in the refrigerator! After going back to get it, the sun was clearly up at this point. I returned to the center, stored the milk in their fridge, kissed E goodbye (again) and left for work after making the comment to her caregiver “Pray the wheels stay on my truck today”.

Nothing much happened at work, except I did make it all the way into my building and to my desk before realizing I had forgotten my cell phone on the seat in the truck. Great, obviously forgetting things is the new theme. Hopefully, it is a day theme only!

In the evening, safely back at home and after dinner, I decided to check and possibly adjust my tire pressures. This is required each year as the weather cools off. When this happens, a little light on the dash flashes incessantly annoying me that my tires pressures are off. I had been ignoring this reminder for almost a week now and it seemed like a good time to fix the issue.

On the first wheel I reached, I attempted to remove the valve stem cap and found it stuck tight. Using a pair of small pliers, I successfully unscrewed the cap…and half of the actual valve stem the cap had seized on to!

As the air came gushing out of the tire at a speed that could not possibly be any faster, I could not help but just stare at the tire. On one knee, I watched the wheel slowly sink to the ground, half a valve stem in my grasp still, remembering my comment at day care only that morning.

Optimism prevails, I guess it could have been worse!

Now this guy is really having a bad day!

A Dusting & The Aftermath

Wow, Veteran's Day was sooo last week! Apologies for the shortage here, we've been on vacation. We received a freak phone call (long story short) that led to a spontaneous trip to Botswana with the Research & …….okay, so nothing like that really happened. Admit, I had you. Sadly, instead we just blinked and, poof, a week went bye bye. Pretty typical really.

And what a week it has been! For starters we have received the first snow of the season. It wasn't much though, but it did accumulate a bit which sent our morning commutes into the proverbial snow bank. Personally, I will forever enjoy the first snowfall of the season. Every year since I moved here the first snow of the season screws up EVERYONE for at least a day or so. Nobody has a winter coat on yet. The county refuses to salt the roads in advance because, you guessed it, "it won't stick" (really, it will though, they just want to save a buck or two!) The best part though is everyone will forget how to drive. I don't just mean they will forget about coefficients of friction or to add extra time to their commute. I mean they will forget the BASICS! Traffic signals, ignored. Speed limits, non-existent. Factors of safety, none. Then, overpasses will freeze over, black ice rears its ugliness, and the end result it takes forever to get anywhere. It will clear up eventually and we as people will adjust, but what short memories we really do have! I mean, didn’t we just go through this less than a year ago?!

What else happened….oh, I know. Here's a funny story I like to call The Tale of The Daughter Who Thought Night Was Day. Ellena went to bed on Sunday night at a normal time for her, around 7:30 PM. We went to sleep probably before 10 (a miracle I know, but S had to be up at 3:20 AM to be to work by 5:00 AM). Yikes is right.

So there we are, all asleep when we hear a baby waking up over the monitor. It is approximately 10:30 PM. S gets up and feeds her, but comes back to sleep proclaiming "she's not asleep, but I need to be". "Fair enough" I remember thinking. I get up and attempt to put the baby back to sleep. Remember I am not as equipped at performing this task as the family mom, so I heat up a bottle and she drinks the whole thing. She is out now, so I place her in her crib and hit the hay. It is after 11:30. No problem. I wake up 20 minutes later to a baby who has just finished a really efficient nap, but wants to play now. Ohhhhhh-kay. So I go get her and bring her into the bed. Sometimes this will work and she will realize "Oh, I see. Everyone is sleeping here. I will sleep too." That doesn't work. To keep S asleep and to try to put E to sleep, I get up with her and we hit the living room and her toy mat. She is wide awake, kicking and playing. I have all of her toys in their "off" positions in order to minimize noise. Ultimately she falls asleep in my arms while I am playing video games. I know it sounds terrible, but I knew it usually transports her to nighty-night town, and eventually it did. The time was just after 2:00 AM.

I put E in her crib and I hit the hay only to have alarm go off an hour later. This was my "wake S up" alarm. The next thing I knew I woke up to my real alarm speaking out loud "S, wake up! S, wake up!" She was long gone and already at work!

No real point to this story I guess, but I would like to take this time to say we are grateful to have a daughter who sleeps well generally and also to thank God for giving us the energy and focus to make it through the next day, a working Monday (which is typically stacked against us anyway).

Ellena developments include the observation of a lot of short peach fuzz hair on her scalp. With winter here now, it looks like she is thickening up for the cold months to come!

If You Love Your Freedom...

Thank you to all the Veterans out there for taking care of this Country in any of the wars or conflicts you served your time in. We just don't take enough time to express our gratitude, but not a day goes by I don't thank the Lord for, upon many other blessings, the privilege to live in this free Country.

Happy Veterans Day!

One Year Ago: Oh Yeah, Its Much Clearer Now!

Ellena dear, in case you were wondering where we were exactly 1 year ago today, just take a look at the photograph, er, should I say ultrasound.

Yes, we were meeting you. No, it wasn't exactly the first time because we had already been through this once already by this date. But you were really just a heartbeat then. This one was the biggie! The appointment we had been looking forward to where you really started to take shape.

As you can see, that's you in the lower right hand corner, upside down. Your measurement was taken and is posted here somewhere, ah yes here it is, 34 cm, or as the doctor placed it in terms we will never forget - "Roughly the length of the short side of a credit card".

Welcome home kiddo. Your mom and I are glad you can be here!