Adventures of Motherhood

I had been anxiously anticipating our family photo day for quite a while. All of our outfits were chosen with careful detail. I was excited to get a nice photo taken of our family by an experienced photographer.

Because I was so excited, I tried very hard all day to do everything right so that Lincoln would be happy and cooperative for the photo shoot. I was sure to play with him during the morning to get him off on the right foot for the day. We even played outside with friends for a little while. During the day, Lincoln ate some of his favorite food: fruit snacks, apples, and half of a banana (my child is a hoover). Lincoln went down for his nap at the usual time.

Everything seemed to be fine until...he woke up after only an hour of sleep. He usually takes at least two and a half hours. I had the feeling that things were awry, but I tried to dismiss the sinking sense by making up for missing sleep time by going on an extra long walk and taking an extra long bath (two of Lincoln's faves). After an early dinner, because pictures were scheduled for six o'clock, we were back on schedule.

The trip to St. George was pleasant. Lincoln made animal sounds the whole way while listening to Mama Mia on the stereo. Things seemed to be looking up. The picture location was beautiful. The light was perfect on the red rocks and green grass. David looked handsome, Lincoln was adorable and my hair actually did what I wanted it to do. Our photographer was on time and the location was surprisingly accessible for David. I should have known that things were too perfect.

As soon as our photographer whipped out his camera,...FIASCO! Lincoln was head butting us, pulling my hair, screaming, rolling on the grass kicking, flailing his arms, growling at the photographer and crying so hard that his eyes were swollen and snot was rolling down his face. We attempted to get a few shots, but I doubt any of them are decent. Our photographer was kind enough to tell us that if we wanted to try again on another day, he would not charge us another sitting fee. HOW NICE!

With that, we decided to call it a day, pack up and head home. Ironically, the second that Linco was strapped into his car seat, he settled down.

As we were pulled into Hurricane, we decided to stop at a friend's wedding reception to give our congratulations. Lincoln was asleep in the back of the car, but we decided to stop anyway because if we let him sleep, he would not want to sleep later that night. We parked the car and I carefully lifted my sleeping child into my arms. He tenderly rested his sweet little head on my shoulder. We walked up to the entrance of the reception and... I heard it...the sound no mother wants to hear, especially in a crowd of people. The ominous burping sound that is sure to be followed by whatever was consumed during the day. I turned to head for the car, but I was not quick enough. Right there in the entrance to the reception, Lincoln lost his breakfast, lunch and dinner. It was all over my shoulder, down my pants, on my shoes and even in my perfectly styled hair. WAAHHH! I sped for the car. That walk/run was so long.

Naturally, once I got Lincoln's clothes off, he felt much better. He was now the boy that would have been a delight during our picture appointment. Luckily, David had a shirt in the car that I could wear on the way home. David gave his best wishes to the happy couple, cleaned up the remains of Lincoln's presence there, and met me at the car. By the time we got home, I felt like I smelled. We got Lincoln settled, took a shower, watched some tube, read some Potter and crashed. Thank goodness for tomorrows!

I...

This is a fun tag. The point is to write the first thing that comes to mind.

*I am.... sore and tired.
*I think.... I need a nap.
*I know.... I should teach Lincoln not to scream.
*I miss.... my sister.
*I fear.... awkward situations.
*I feel.... full from too many enchiladas.
*I hear.... Lincoln's hiccups.
*I smell.... my enchilada breath.
*I want.... chocolate brownies.
*I crave.... chocolate brownies.
*I cry.... at funerals and sappy commercials.
*I search.... for my shoe that always ends up in a weird place. (Compliments of Linko.)
*I wonder.... what gets rid of enchilada breath quick.
*I regret.... how I acted in high school.
*I wish.... I could play the piano in front of people.
*I love.... my husband.
*I care... about the frogs that are going to die in the care of my nephew and his friends.
*I always.... pick at things I shouldn't
*I have.... a sweet little boy.
*I worry... about finances.
*I am not.... a good disciplinarian.
*I remember.... September 11.
*I believe.... in Christ.
*I sing... fabulously when I'm alone.
*I argue... Darwin's theory of evolution.
*I write.... posts for my blog.
*I lose.... nothing.
*I listen.... to music.
*I don't always.... listen to my husband.
*I don't understand.... the economy.
*I can usually be found.... in the kitchen! (that's for you Rafi)
*I need.... chocolate brownies and a Scentsy melter.
*I forget.... to floss.
*I am happy.... to be a mom.

This was fun and a little thought provoking. I tag anyone who wants to try it.

BOO TO YOU!

Conference weekend was so much fun. We were all there (except Dan and Tori of course: you guys were there in our hearts :) My mom bought all the grand kids Halloween shirts. We decided to take some pictures of the squids wearing them. Aren't they cute?




Linkers was a stinker the whole time. The only thing that stopped him from screaming his high pitched, blood curdling scream, was to go outside and play in his cousin's car. Austin is so sweet to share. The weather was pretty cold, so we had to bundle Linko up. He looked pretty cute.





Conference was enjoyable, but I failed to hear a talk on eternal families. I am supposed to speak in sacrament meeting on Sunday using talks from general conference. However, with my sweet child screaming in my ear for two days, it is highly possible that I completely missed it. Does anybody remember a talk based on eternal families? If so, please let me know.