Other Warren Funnies

"I'm going to COOOOK Doc and SnotRod!"

I"m starting to think maybe a baby brother would have been better for little W. He walked around really well in these shoes. And no, I didn't ask him to strike a ballerina pose. He's just that in tune with his sensitive side.

"Oh no! I'm stuck in the net!"

Youtube is a life saver. We watch orca videos several times a week. His other favorite - porcupines. Go figure.

Spelling - According to W

We've been teaching W that letters smushed together make words. But most of the simple words we've been working on are accompanied by an obvious picture of that word. Like c-a-t spells "cat" and coincidentally, there is a picture of a cat right above the word. How handy. Let's see what other words Warren can spell.

B-O-N-A-P-P-E-T-I-T spells..."kitchen!!"

L-I-T-T-L-E-T-I-K-E-S spells..."hoop!"

L-I-F-E spells..."Chex!" and B-I-G-G-U-L-P spells..."soda!"

Sad Valentines...

Warren stole the "I" out of the basket.

"Yum! Look at all the sprinkles!!"

Nilla wafers, carmel centers, dipped in dark chocolate. "Yum" is an appropriate response.

My sad cookies and my almost-awesome basket for Taylor

Valentine's this year wasn't one of our greatest. First of all, it was on Saturday. And I think that's lame. So on Friday W and I planned on taking a trip downtown to have lunch with Taylor and bring him a Valentines present. When I got up on Friday morning, I got right to work baking and melting chocolate. First thing that goes wrong - I take my sugar cookie dough out of the fridge and its TOTALLY crumbly, so I cut in some more butter and it turns out ok, but it's not going to be done in time for me to take frosted cookies to Tay. Boo. I'm a little disappointed, but decide giving them after work will be just fine. THEN, mid-cookie crisis, Warren throws up all over the rug. (He had a cold and just coughed too hard, I'm guessing. Dang this gag reflex!) So I stop baking to scrub my child and the carpet. Now I'm farther behind, but my other treats are coming along alright. I decide just to take a sampling of treats for W to pass out to some of Dad's work buds. We're about ready to go when I walk into a winter wonderland in the hallway. W found the baking soda I used on the carpet and sprinkled/dumped/threw the entire box all over. Sweet. Do you know how hard it is to sweep up baking soda?? Kinda hard, especially when you're in a rush to catch a train. We meet Taylor and everything is fine. I give him his treat basket later. Oh, except the U broke on my I (heart) U cookie. Now it says "I (heart) backwards J". Perfect.

Saturday is V-day. Taylor tells me he's off to get the candy he knows I want. But I ask to go with him so I can pick exactly what goes in that box. I think that makes me incredibly rude and unromantic, but I had specifics in my brain. So we all go and then run some errands afterward. That night we decided to take out the Elders in our ward since i knew they didn't have a dinner appointment. It's almost time to go and I get suddenly so sick. I feel awful. Probably has something to do with the polish dog I inhaled at Costco earlier. I stayed home and didn't even get a Valentine's dinner. I moped around and took a 3 hour nap. Then, just before bed, I brush my teeth and hurl up the entire contents of my stomach. But I feel better.

Here's hoping next year is a little more awesome. I doubt it'll take much.

W Reads for Julia

Apparently, watching videos of W is good incentive for his ex-girlfriend, Julia, to use the potty. (I say ex-girlfriend because she was rude and wouldn't move to Denver to be with W. Someone needs to cut the apron strings!) So we've done our part to provide some more goodies for her. Hope she likes them. We miss you, Julia!

Back to Square One

Baby names! So complicated and frustrating! I decided I didn't like Jane. And Taylor decided he didn't care for Claire. We settled on Caroline. And now we don't think it's the name of our baby either. It's almost midnight and I'm looking at baby name websites for the bajillionth time and coming up empty (we were talking about it in bed and then I got all riled-up and had to find one right this second). I just want our little girl to have a name! I have 6 weeks to get my act together, or I'll have to come up with something while in the hospital with her. During a crazy, hormonal time is not when I'd like to decide the name my child will have for-ev-er. Just thought I'd share my extreme frustration. This is going to send me into premature labor and then I'll have even less time to come up with something good.

Hi Honey

Just for you, Julia...

I can!

I can do lots of things, but the newest thing I can do is CAN! We went with some other couples in our ward to the church cannery and it was awesome. Perhaps having fun at the cannery makes me very lame, but I'm alright with that. We canned a ton of different things, and I brought home a lot of good stuff. I feel like a real, grown-up Mormon with boxes of huge canned goods hanging out in my shed. I don't know why I felt so intimidated to go, but it was really easy and we had fun people to do it with. So you all go do it, too!


This picture is obviously not us, but we looked almost as sexy with our hairnets on. Next time I won't forget the camera.

Identity Theft!

We had our first brush with identity theft this week. Apparently someone got a hold of our American Express card number and went on a $7,000 spree somewhere in Europe. Nice.

Consider this a plug for American Express, however. One quick phone call to Amex put a hold on the romantic European vacation Mr. and Mrs. Bandit thought they were going to enjoy. 10 minutes later, at no charge to us, everything was off our bill.

Still not sure where they got our number, though. We don't throw away our bills, and we usually don't buy anything online from non-major websites (ebay, Amazon, home pork delivery services . . .).

It's dangerous out there on the Interwebs. Be careful.