Where's Waldo?

I checked on Jamison during his nap and found this disaster.
Can you find the sleeping boy?

I eat these cheeks every day.

2 Years Already?

Jamison turned 2!

The cake is supposed to look "furry" (coconut icing) with dog paw prints, before they fell off.
Jamison just liked the candy.
And I'm trying to prevent him from burning himself.

We celebrated with pizza, cake, toy trains, animals, and cars.
Could life get any better?

5 days old

Jamison is spunky, fearless, and funny.
He loves dogs, cats, elephants, coloring, wrestling with Daddy, puzzles, hide and seek, organizing, and movies.

4 months old

Jamison definitely makes our home a happier place.
We are so glad to have him!

1 year old

Entering Blogland Again

I have been meaning to post new pictures and stories for a while. Every time I try, either my mind goes blank or a baby starts crying/whining. Story of my life.

So, thanks to Heather for kicking me into gear. Here we go again...

Christmas was great. We flew up to Boise on Christmas Day and surprised my Mom, who thought we were staying in Utah for the holidays. Her face, as she answered the door, was priceless. This was the only time the entire Marshall side was together, so my Dad arranged for a family portrait session. Do not attempt that with a 2 month baby and a toddler. Chaos ensues. But overall, the holiday was fun and the kids were troopers on the airplane.

Jamison is still our happy kid who loves to destroy things. I think that's his mission in life. Recently he watched a movie where Gene Kelly tap dances on a table. He loved it and clapped every time the dance was over. We thought it was really cute until he started dancing on our kitchen table. When we vetoed that, he moved on to his little red craft table (see above picture).

Jamison is my little cookie maker/helper. Or in other words, he likes eating the dough. He is also good at helping me unload the dishwasher and doing the laundry. It takes me three times as long to get it done, but as long as he's happy, I'm happy!


Vivienne has turned into such a smiley baby. This picture doesn't do her justice. I'll admit we were worried when she cried for the first month and a half of her life, but she has really turned around. She also is sleeping through the night. I mean, from 10:00pm to 8:00am, with few interruptions. Heaven! She is still as bald as a billiard ball, which I think is cute. What I don't think is cute is strangers asking if she's a boy or girl when she's wearing pink clothes with bows and frills, while wrapped in a pink blanket.


Our family goal for this year is to get our food storage and emergency kits in order. I found a great website that sends e-mails every two weeks to help you accomplish these goals. This is something I've been intimidated by, but am excited to take it one step at a time and to work together as a family on it.

Another goal I have is to blog more frequently. I'm sure I've said that before. But this time I'm putting Heather in charge of keeping me in line!

Cute Kids

Don't you think Vivienne looks a little like Yoda in the family picture?

Lesson Learned

Last night we learned that if you forgetfully leave a bowl of popcorn on the floor, a toddler might find it and stick three popcorn kernels up his nose.

Just a thought.

Nursery

We are excited to say that Jamison loves his nursery class in our new ward. We were worried since he had some freak outs in our old ward after we were released as the nursery leaders. But lo and behold, he had a great time on Sunday. He even drew a picture for me.


I am 100% positive that Jamison did not draw this. Nor did he say he was thankful for mommy, unless the nursery leader has some gift of language for understanding him. All the same, I love seeing it on the fridge everyday.

Today, Jamison was playing in his room while I was making his lunch. I must have taken a long time because when I checked on him, this is what I found:

Together Again

Well, I'm not sure how to sum up the last few weeks. We've survived and are still in one piece. We drove down on the 16th and didn't get our internet or phones working until yesterday. When I was finally able to call my parents, my Dad said "it was like when the Apollo 13 capsule emerged from the reentry blackout and everybody starts to cheer and hug. We can hear Liz and Walker and Jamison again! Hurray! Hurray! They're alive!"

We've been welcomed with open arms from our family in Salt Lake. Between us we have over 75 relatives in Salt Lake (yes, I counted everyone).

We are renting a home in Millcreek that is 1 minute away from our favorite restaurants: Cafe Rio and Barbacoa. Walker is still loving his job and I am still loving being home with the kids. We are mostly unpacked and organized (Walker, good man that he is, unpacked most of the boxes before I came) and are finally getting settled.

Jamison fell in love with an ugly orange tupperware that belonged to my parents. He wore it all the time -- in the bath, in bed, in the car. My parents graciously gave it to him before we left, but I am thinking about mailing it back to them. It sure is ugly.

Vivienne is still our little dainty girl, but definitely has a good set of lungs. She is smiling occasionally and is sort of getting on a schedule. Although the last 4 nights we have been up until 2:00am with her. I guess that's her new schedule.

We've enjoyed Thanksgiving week and are very grateful for our many blessings... most of all for being able to be together as a family again.