Summersault

This video demonstrates two things: ONE- Dace is not that great at on-demand requests, even if he just spent the last 5 minutes doing exactly what you want him to do so you can get it on video. And TWO- When the camera comes out, he turns into a ham. But he is proud of his new trick and thinks it's the funniest thing in the world.

The Art of Napping

I always want to take pictures of Dace during naptime but you really can't work with those crib bars. Today, Dace fell asleep on the way home from grocery shopping and I plopped him on the couch instead of lugging him upstairs. He slept there for almost 3 hours. He still sleeps in the 'stink bug' position- this was his favorite way to sleep in the womb.

Oh what a sweet little bubba. Thank heaven for little boys.

Mr. Bedhead.

Bring on the Steak!

Let me start off by stating the obvious- the kid is a champ. I know I have said that before but seriously.

While having Sunday night dinner, I noticed Dace's cheeks were flushed. I had made salmon and thought that perhaps he was having a reaction. I have cooked fish before and he wasn't eating the salmon that night so I thought a reaction was a small chance. He was his normal, happy, bubbly self. Monday morning the same thing. But then it calmed down and I didn't think too much of it.

Well, last night as we were wrestling on the floor, I wanted to see if maybe he was cutting a new tooth. So I pinned him down and got him to open wide. I was shocked when I pushed his lips around to find 3 of the final 4 teeth had cut through! His top incisors and one on the bottom. What the heck?! No wonder his cheeks were rosy. The guy didn't wimper or complain once about his mouth hurting. I think he must be some sort of wonderbaby or something. I count my many blessings that the process is so manageable for him because I have a friend who has been struggling for months with her little guy and his teeth that just won't cut through.

So after I proclaimed my discovery we went over and showed Dallin and both of us sang him praises for being such a big boy. Of course, he beamed ear to ear and clapped for himself. Once that last one cuts through, we'll have to celebrate by throwing a ribeye on the barbie.

A Big Boy and a Proud Mama

Once upon a time there was a baby boy born named Dace.
He grew up too fast and overnight -poof!- he turned into a big boy, all ready for nursery.

He loved getting all dressed up for church and being handsome with his dada.


Dace loved nursery and would bring home his crafts every week. Mama would tearfully but joyfully post them on the fridge. She was a proud mama of her big boy.

Making Popcorn

Just a little, unedited glimpse into the excitement of making popcorn. His song/chant is my favorite part. Please ignore my fat preggo butt.

Final Project of '09

Okay so it took me just less than a week into the new year to complete it but the majority of it was done the week after Christmas.

I got these 2 shelves from Lynne when they moved and I instantly invisioned this project.


I spent $21 on supplies....

and Poof! I turned 2 beige and boring boxes into a cute book shelf and toy chest.
I'm really happy with how it turned out. Even the red trim is hodge podged scrapbook paper. And Dace loves it too! It's the perfect height for him and of course all the Thomas trains are a big hit. Every night before bed, he sprawls out on his tummy in front of it and flips through his books to pick out the 3 for us to read. Not bad for a $21 investment.

Eyes, Ears, Mouth & Nosey

Today, Dace measures in at 34 inches tall, 27 pounds. He's lost a little bit of weight since giving up the cow juice. He is also starting off the year with a momentous rite- learning how to catch a ball. He has been throwing one for several months (man, he's getting an arm!) but today he finally mastered the catching part.