Whenever we ask Urban if he wants to say the prayer he says, "no you say it." But he has said it twice this past month with me telling him every word to say. Then today at lunch I asked him if he wanted to say it. He folded his arms, closed his eyes, and said...
"Heavenly Father. Bless Mema at work. Andy's back hurts. Thank you for noodles and Calvin. Mommy is sick. Daddy's at work. Amen."
Oh my adorable. I was blown away. I couldn't believe that, A) he did it all by himself, and B) that he remembered that Andy's back hurt from 2 days ago. What a feakin' sweety pie. He kills me.
I promise someday I'll try to post about something bad he did or how he is driving me crazy, but for now I just had to share another story of how he makes everyday so much better. I'm so blessed to stay at home with him and never have to miss a thing. I definitely don't deserve the wonderful life I have.
Next week I'm going to start potty training. So I bet I'll have less happy things to say then :) Oh! And we are now only 3 weeks away from finding out if Pandall baby #2 is a boy! Holy cow this pregnancy could not go any slower or be any more miserable.
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Mysterious
Life is always interesting with a 2 year old. And since Urban has yet to do anything wrong, it's always pretty funny also.
Mystery #1: This was a few days after Christmas. I had made myself a BLT (which would have been a dead giveaway that I was pregnant if I had posted this sooner) and didn't make Urban one because we were on our way to eat lunch with grandma and Bryson. I put it on the table and then had to take a phone call in the bedroom. When I got back there was no sandwich...
Mystery #2: This was a few weeks after moving into our house. Urban wasn't super fond of his new room and kept coming out at night. So we put one of those kiddy gates in his door so he could see out but couldn't come out. It seemed to work well the first night. But when I went to check on him around 11pm, he wasn't in his crib...
Mystery #1: This was a few days after Christmas. I had made myself a BLT (which would have been a dead giveaway that I was pregnant if I had posted this sooner) and didn't make Urban one because we were on our way to eat lunch with grandma and Bryson. I put it on the table and then had to take a phone call in the bedroom. When I got back there was no sandwich...
Hey where's my sandwich?
I see.
Hey where's Urban?
Oh of course.
On the floor.
Why wouldn't he be?
Mystery #3: It has snowed maybe 3 times since we've moved here. The first time it snowed in our new house I got Urban all bundled up to go check it out. (He's wearing my pink hat because I hadn't unpacked his yet). I went outside after a while to check on him, and was like, "wow! did you shovel all of that by yourself?"
Nope. It was Daddy!
P.S. Urban has a real snow shovel now instead of his dirt shovel from Phoenix :)
Friday, February 10, 2012
A Question for Landon
Dear Landon,
Hey, so I was thinking. Is it okay if we tell everyone we're pregnant now? We're almost 14 weeks along, which is a few weeks past the "normal" time to tell. And I'm dying to tell everyone we know (plus a handful of strangers) that we are due August 15th and we're having a boy!
Okay, I won't tell them we are having a boy since we don't know yet. But hopefully in the future we can tell them that :)
I promise I won't post a picture of the pregnancy test, or a picture of Urban wearing a big brother shirt, or a picture of our last 2 ultrasounds. But I can't promise I won't complain a little about how miserably sick I've been. And how the 2nd trimester isn't helping at all.
And I will probably have to mention something about how we've been understandably paranoid this time around from miscarrying twice this year. But most of all I'll let them know that everything is looking great and going well!
I was going to post a video of Urban telling everyone that "mommy has baby in tummy" and "he's sleeping" but you took the camera to Washington with you last week and forgot to take it out of your work bag. No worries. We can always show that adorableness later.
Let me know what you think. My goal is to get in the shower today before you get home, so I should be easily reachable whenever you decide.
Thanks!
Love, Your ever-grateful-for-all-you-do Wife
P.S. Can you please bring me home something good to eat? Nothing sounds good so good luck with that. But don't you dare come home empty handed :) I love you!
Hey, so I was thinking. Is it okay if we tell everyone we're pregnant now? We're almost 14 weeks along, which is a few weeks past the "normal" time to tell. And I'm dying to tell everyone we know (plus a handful of strangers) that we are due August 15th and we're having a boy!
Okay, I won't tell them we are having a boy since we don't know yet. But hopefully in the future we can tell them that :)
I promise I won't post a picture of the pregnancy test, or a picture of Urban wearing a big brother shirt, or a picture of our last 2 ultrasounds. But I can't promise I won't complain a little about how miserably sick I've been. And how the 2nd trimester isn't helping at all.
And I will probably have to mention something about how we've been understandably paranoid this time around from miscarrying twice this year. But most of all I'll let them know that everything is looking great and going well!
I was going to post a video of Urban telling everyone that "mommy has baby in tummy" and "he's sleeping" but you took the camera to Washington with you last week and forgot to take it out of your work bag. No worries. We can always show that adorableness later.
Let me know what you think. My goal is to get in the shower today before you get home, so I should be easily reachable whenever you decide.
Thanks!
Love, Your ever-grateful-for-all-you-do Wife
P.S. Can you please bring me home something good to eat? Nothing sounds good so good luck with that. But don't you dare come home empty handed :) I love you!
Monday, February 6, 2012
I Am So Happy!
Hurray!!! I finally did it! I did it I did it! I knew someday this would happen for me. I knew I could find a hair stylist who would tell me I should cut my hair short! I could not have done it without her. I always chicken out and go for shoulder length, which really is hideous on me.
I just had to put all of my family and friend's protest out of my mind and jump. It felt amazing. It still feels amazing! I love it.
Sorry all of you people who only know me as "the tall skinny long blond hair girl" or "girl from Mama Mia." (You wouldn't believe how many people over the past few years have called me those things to my face). Guess you'll have to learn my name now. Starting with the elderly ladies in my ward who aren't very good at whispering and thought Landon had brought a new wife to church yesterday.
Woo Hoo! 12 inches gone. And they even let me donate it to locks of love because it was so super healthy despite that I had colored it. So that was another great add to the day.
(I'm totally guessing on the 12 inches. They never told me. So I hurried and held the hair next to the bottom of my purse before I left. It was a smidgen longer. Then after measuring the bottom of my purse just now I found out it was 12 inches exactly. I watch too many 48 Hour Mysteries.)
I wish Landon had filmed the reactions of the other people in the salon. We had the attention of just about everyone. This lady right behind me was gasping and grabbing her mouth.
Just as a fun note for you Crandalls. Larry and Linda did not notice. When Landon finally told them, they said they could tell it was different, but it still wasn't short. Man we love them!
I just had to put all of my family and friend's protest out of my mind and jump. It felt amazing. It still feels amazing! I love it.
Sorry all of you people who only know me as "the tall skinny long blond hair girl" or "girl from Mama Mia." (You wouldn't believe how many people over the past few years have called me those things to my face). Guess you'll have to learn my name now. Starting with the elderly ladies in my ward who aren't very good at whispering and thought Landon had brought a new wife to church yesterday.
Woo Hoo! 12 inches gone. And they even let me donate it to locks of love because it was so super healthy despite that I had colored it. So that was another great add to the day.
(I'm totally guessing on the 12 inches. They never told me. So I hurried and held the hair next to the bottom of my purse before I left. It was a smidgen longer. Then after measuring the bottom of my purse just now I found out it was 12 inches exactly. I watch too many 48 Hour Mysteries.)
I wish Landon had filmed the reactions of the other people in the salon. We had the attention of just about everyone. This lady right behind me was gasping and grabbing her mouth.
Going to show Urban at my mom's house. He went to the bathroom and brought me a hair brush. Not sure what that means.
Better picture of me in my pajamas that night.
Just as a fun note for you Crandalls. Larry and Linda did not notice. When Landon finally told them, they said they could tell it was different, but it still wasn't short. Man we love them!
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Flashback
I was in the shower a few days ago...when all of the sudden a crazy, undocumented memory came flying back to my mind: "My teeth hurt."
It was the morning of December 17th, 2009. The morning after Urban was born. The nurse came in at 5am or some other insanely early time like that to ask me if I'd fed my baby and how i was feeling this morning. "My teeth hurt" was what I said to which I thought she was going to call me crazy.
But she put her chart down, sat on my bed, and asked, "Does your neck and cheeks hurt also?" Well hey. Yes. Yes they did. What in the heck is going on here?
She asked me how long I was in active labor for. 6 hours.
She asked me how much of that time was spent pushing. About 4 1/2 hours.
Did you have an epidural? No. (Not after the first 30-ish minutes anyway).
"Ya. Every muscle in your body is probably going to feel sore for the next few days. You were basically trying to move a building without any help or any pain relief for 6 hours. So ya. Your teeth hurt."
Good times. I love all of those memories. But I only wrote down the boring parts. Like the time we arrived at the hospital and how I was shaking like a salt shaker the entire time and how massively freaked out I was when they said the epidural was not going to work and it wasn't worth trying again, but how excited I was that I didn't have to have a catheter since I could feel everything.
Sometimes I tell myself that the next time can't possibly be any worse than the first time. But all pain aside the first time was pretty magical. So I changed my mind a few days ago when I was thinking about how my teeth hurt: The next time has a lot to live up to from the first time.
It was the morning of December 17th, 2009. The morning after Urban was born. The nurse came in at 5am or some other insanely early time like that to ask me if I'd fed my baby and how i was feeling this morning. "My teeth hurt" was what I said to which I thought she was going to call me crazy.
But she put her chart down, sat on my bed, and asked, "Does your neck and cheeks hurt also?" Well hey. Yes. Yes they did. What in the heck is going on here?
She asked me how long I was in active labor for. 6 hours.
She asked me how much of that time was spent pushing. About 4 1/2 hours.
Did you have an epidural? No. (Not after the first 30-ish minutes anyway).
"Ya. Every muscle in your body is probably going to feel sore for the next few days. You were basically trying to move a building without any help or any pain relief for 6 hours. So ya. Your teeth hurt."
Good times. I love all of those memories. But I only wrote down the boring parts. Like the time we arrived at the hospital and how I was shaking like a salt shaker the entire time and how massively freaked out I was when they said the epidural was not going to work and it wasn't worth trying again, but how excited I was that I didn't have to have a catheter since I could feel everything.
Sometimes I tell myself that the next time can't possibly be any worse than the first time. But all pain aside the first time was pretty magical. So I changed my mind a few days ago when I was thinking about how my teeth hurt: The next time has a lot to live up to from the first time.
And everyday has been magical ever since.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Singing in the Shower
I was saving this for his birthday post, and then forgot all about it. We were finally able to capture this at the end of November when I snuck my phone into the bathroom :) Urban said it was okay to share it. He's so stinkin' cute!
Saturday, January 28, 2012
He Went and Turned 2
My little Urban man went and turned 2 on us. It happened just before Christmas and now we can never take it back. Pretty sure it's the best thing that ever happened to him, and a very sad thing that keeps happening to me.
I guess I have a thing about taking his picture right when he wakes up on his birthdays. Turns out he has never once woken up in his own bed. Hospital. California hotel. Downtown apartment. Makes you wonder where we'll be next year! Good thing that's forever away.
He sleeps in a toddler bed. Eats with grown-up plates, cups, utensils, etc...and not just because I can't find where in the heck they are in our boxes. Is still considered long and lean by doctor standards. Still has many allergies. (We visited our beloved allergist in Phoenix before we left...most of those are types of nuts. Yup. not just peanuts as I had suspected.)
He is still alarmingly smart, in my opinion. We've instituted an afternoon chat - just after story time and right before nap time - wherein we lay on my bed talk about life. I'm always blown away by the things he has to say. Sometimes he asks about "peenix" and how his friends are doing there without him. The conversation usually steers toward "mema" (my mom) who has "pez, cars, and yucky charms (lucky charms)" or "gama" (Landon's mom) who has "coocumbers (cucumbers), suckos (suckers), and tent."
He has to do everything by himself. "NO I do it!" and is very proud of everything he does by himself. "Wook! I did it!" and he loves the word "use". He brings me things and says "use it mommy". haha. and he has the entire holiday set of Charlie Brown movies memorized. ALSO he's a Dr. Seuss fan! He can tell you all about "the sneetches on a beaches" and "geen eggs and am". That's my boy.
Balloons. He loves balloons. We still have a few from his party and he has become obsessively good at throwing it in the air and bumping it around without letting it touch the floor. Or Landon will set it to him and he spikes it.
His throwing skills are also getting better. He can throw it almost all the way across the living room now and right to your hand every time! Landon's dad gets a real kick out of it, so they practice alot. So I guess the debate between soccer or basketball is over. Looking like baseball. bluh.
Anyway, here are some party pics. We had one huge party with both of our families at Landon's parent's house. Elmo cake and decor. Urban's pick.
Not sure what else I wanted to say. He's amazing. He's mine all mine. I have to share him alot more now, but our relationship is still hanging strong. I love him to death.
I guess I have a thing about taking his picture right when he wakes up on his birthdays. Turns out he has never once woken up in his own bed. Hospital. California hotel. Downtown apartment. Makes you wonder where we'll be next year! Good thing that's forever away.
He sleeps in a toddler bed. Eats with grown-up plates, cups, utensils, etc...and not just because I can't find where in the heck they are in our boxes. Is still considered long and lean by doctor standards. Still has many allergies. (We visited our beloved allergist in Phoenix before we left...most of those are types of nuts. Yup. not just peanuts as I had suspected.)
He is still alarmingly smart, in my opinion. We've instituted an afternoon chat - just after story time and right before nap time - wherein we lay on my bed talk about life. I'm always blown away by the things he has to say. Sometimes he asks about "peenix" and how his friends are doing there without him. The conversation usually steers toward "mema" (my mom) who has "pez, cars, and yucky charms (lucky charms)" or "gama" (Landon's mom) who has "coocumbers (cucumbers), suckos (suckers), and tent."
He has to do everything by himself. "NO I do it!" and is very proud of everything he does by himself. "Wook! I did it!" and he loves the word "use". He brings me things and says "use it mommy". haha. and he has the entire holiday set of Charlie Brown movies memorized. ALSO he's a Dr. Seuss fan! He can tell you all about "the sneetches on a beaches" and "geen eggs and am". That's my boy.
Balloons. He loves balloons. We still have a few from his party and he has become obsessively good at throwing it in the air and bumping it around without letting it touch the floor. Or Landon will set it to him and he spikes it.
His throwing skills are also getting better. He can throw it almost all the way across the living room now and right to your hand every time! Landon's dad gets a real kick out of it, so they practice alot. So I guess the debate between soccer or basketball is over. Looking like baseball. bluh.
Anyway, here are some party pics. We had one huge party with both of our families at Landon's parent's house. Elmo cake and decor. Urban's pick.
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| Birthday Cake |
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| Presents |
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| Kaylene's Family |
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| Landon's Family |
Not sure what else I wanted to say. He's amazing. He's mine all mine. I have to share him alot more now, but our relationship is still hanging strong. I love him to death.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Event-ually
Our holiday season also comes complete with a birthday and an anniversary...pretty significant events. so you knew I would event-ually get to talking about them :)
First came Urban's birthday. Actually...I need to make this it's own post.
Then came Christmas...which was pretty much your typical Christmas: wonderful, family-filled, freezing, etc. And it felt like we were just visiting like every year since we were living out of suit cases.
There was no snow...awesome, and Urban really got into the spirit of things. He would open a present, shriek with happiness (no matter what it was, even pajamas), and then set it aside and ask for more. People are so generous when it comes to kids. Man he got ALOT of stuff. We didn't even need to take any of his toys out of storage.
He didn't have any favorites. He loved them all equally. But here is one I happened to catch on video. I don't even think Andy knew how badly Urban has been wanting one of these. Pretty sure he peed his pants a little...but what's new.
I don't even think Andy knew how much Urban has been wanting one of these. Pretty sure he peed his pants, but what's new.
New Year's Eve was completely uneventful, besides me getting hideously sick from the sparkling apple cider. BLUH! My stomach was just too empty and it was just too late in the evening. But it's safe to say I'm never drinking that again and have therefore ruined New Years for the rest of forever.
Lastly, Landon and I celebrated our 4th Wedding Anniversary! Went to Red Robin, and we took Urban with us because we miss spending time together just the 3 of us. I hate to sound like a broken record, but Landon is the best. I owe all of my happiness to him.
We saw a preview for that new Channing Tatum/Rachel McAdams movie where she loses her memory and doesn't remember her husband. so Landon was like, "Do you think you would still be happy with me if that happened to you?" and I was like, "Umm..YA! I'd be thinking I don't have any clue how I got this guy so I'm just going to shut-up and hope nothing changes." and he was like, "What if I lost my memory?" Then I was like, "Man I'd be screwed. You'd wake up and wonder what the heck is going on and who is this total loser you are supposedly married to." and it's true.
First came Urban's birthday. Actually...I need to make this it's own post.
Then came Christmas...which was pretty much your typical Christmas: wonderful, family-filled, freezing, etc. And it felt like we were just visiting like every year since we were living out of suit cases.
There was no snow...awesome, and Urban really got into the spirit of things. He would open a present, shriek with happiness (no matter what it was, even pajamas), and then set it aside and ask for more. People are so generous when it comes to kids. Man he got ALOT of stuff. We didn't even need to take any of his toys out of storage.
Twix in his pocket :)
I don't even think Andy knew how much Urban has been wanting one of these. Pretty sure he peed his pants, but what's new.
New Year's Eve was completely uneventful, besides me getting hideously sick from the sparkling apple cider. BLUH! My stomach was just too empty and it was just too late in the evening. But it's safe to say I'm never drinking that again and have therefore ruined New Years for the rest of forever.
Lastly, Landon and I celebrated our 4th Wedding Anniversary! Went to Red Robin, and we took Urban with us because we miss spending time together just the 3 of us. I hate to sound like a broken record, but Landon is the best. I owe all of my happiness to him.
We saw a preview for that new Channing Tatum/Rachel McAdams movie where she loses her memory and doesn't remember her husband. so Landon was like, "Do you think you would still be happy with me if that happened to you?" and I was like, "Umm..YA! I'd be thinking I don't have any clue how I got this guy so I'm just going to shut-up and hope nothing changes." and he was like, "What if I lost my memory?" Then I was like, "Man I'd be screwed. You'd wake up and wonder what the heck is going on and who is this total loser you are supposedly married to." and it's true.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Ketchup
You know I'm not one to post date my posts, so let's just play a game of ketchup for the past few months. We are currently renting a house in Sandy...so we have all of our stuff back, but not really because unpacking is kicking my butt. However, for blogging purposes I do have those pics I was talking about over a month ago. So let's just dive right in.
Thanksgiving!
We weren't planning anything special for Thanksgiving. Afterall, we just had the big farewell bash, and my brother and his wife were coming the next day. But at playgroup the day prior we all gave in and decided we wanted to do a big thanksgiving dinner together. One of my friends even canceled on her grandma to be there. haha. Great friends. And here are some pics Alyse sent me a few days ago to make me want to cry my eyes out for a few hours:
The Day After Thanksgiving!
Josh and Jessica came to Phoenix! It was awesome. We all ate Thanksgiving leftovers, went shopping, hiking, and sort of ran around with our heads cut off getting Landon packed and out the door to start his new job in Salt Lake the following night.
Luckily for me (but unlucky for them) Josh and Jessica could not get on a flight home and had to spend 2 extra days with me! It was GREAT! I didn't have to spend my last days in Phoenix alone, and they even ended up driving Landon's car back to Salt Lake so I got to send some extra stuff that I thought I was going to have to leave behind. (Both of our cars were going to be shipped so it was also nice to have our car waiting for us instead of a rental...although Landon did love his 2011 Mazda 3 rental he drove for a few weeks while waiting for my car.)
Packing Day & Moving Day!
Man these were 2 great days. All I had to do was get up and open the door. The first day one guy came and boxed out entire house in 6 hours! He was so fast and amazing! I had to keep calling my friend to bring spoons for our yogurt and treats for Urban, etc... because I couldn't stay ahead of him. haha. so wonderful.
The next morning the moving van shows up...the LARGEST truck allowed to drive on U.S. Highways...and had all of our boxes and furniture loaded in about 6 hours also. CRAZY!
This time it was 3 guys. One of them was the "moving manager" who was there purely to make sure Urban and I were taken care of. So we sat in the garage and talked to him most of the time:
Moving manager: "So why is your husband important?"
Me: "...um...because I love him?"
Moving manager: LOL. "good answer. no. but I mean why am I here? I'm usually only called in for VIP moves and I rarely pack houses less than a million dollars."
Me: "so you're saying we're the least important people you've ever moved."
Him: "NO way. You are just as important as everyone else. Just wondering if I can add your husband to my list of famous clients."
Me: "Nope. He's just an amazing guy who used to work for the DOD and is now working for Energy Solutions in Utah. Sorry."
Him: "Well he sounds great. Congrats to you for getting me! You'll never want to move without me again...but I'm very expensive so you'll probably have to."
haha. so much fun. and he's right. It will probably never happen again.
After they drove away we were kinda stranded since our car had been picked up earlier that day. Luckily for me (again...I know I'm always lucky) a few friends showed up out of the blue to help me clean the empty house, feed us dinner, and brought urban presents for the airplane. It was a real tear jerker.
So that was that. We got on a plane at 9:30pm that night and flew back to Salt Lake...never to return. It was wonderful to be with Landon again, even though we were all pretty grumpy and exhausted and went straight to bed in our furnished downtown apartment.
Welcome to Salt Lake!
Urban made the adjustment quite well. He found the broom and vacuum closet first thing in the morning...so it was basically love at first sight.
We had to put him in a toddler bed sooner than we had hoped due to his crib being in storage. My mom gave us the one she has at her house for my nephew. But he did great.
At first bed still equalled prison to him. So he never left even though he could. But then one night he did. It was adorable! He just opened the door and came walking out into the living room with a huge smile on his face. It was very tempting for us to be like, "hey! wanna come watch TV with us?" but instead we were like, "hi. go back to bed. love you!" and he turned his cute little bottom around said, "night night I love you" and went back to bed.
Once we moved into our new house 6 weeks later and converted his crib into a toddler bed...that was another story. Man oh man. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Landon LOVES his new job. He LOVED working 5 minutes away from our apartment. We LOVED eating out 3 meals a day for free. But I did not really LOVE any of it. It was so hard to live on the 3rd floor of a huge apartment building and have to park 10 miles away underground. It was hard not knowing how to get anywhere or have anyone to play with. It was very lonely and cold. and I had to try really hard to stop thinking about the warm, perfect life we left behind. Being with Family was the only good part, but that didn't seem to happen that often as everyone works and was busy with holiday stuff.
It's a good thing I'm married to the most positive person alive or I think I probably would have killed everyone during that first month. We did have one really fun night...at a free Jazz game!! We only had to drive 10 seconds down the street to our free parking, had a free dinner in the sponsor's room before, had great seats at a game where THEY WON, and had free refreshments at half time. Thank you Energy Solutions! And THANK YOU to my Mom and Andy for babysitting (also another good thing about living in Utah).
Thanksgiving!
We weren't planning anything special for Thanksgiving. Afterall, we just had the big farewell bash, and my brother and his wife were coming the next day. But at playgroup the day prior we all gave in and decided we wanted to do a big thanksgiving dinner together. One of my friends even canceled on her grandma to be there. haha. Great friends. And here are some pics Alyse sent me a few days ago to make me want to cry my eyes out for a few hours:
Our last playgroup the day before Thanksgiving:
Dinner outside!
The Day After Thanksgiving!
Josh and Jessica came to Phoenix! It was awesome. We all ate Thanksgiving leftovers, went shopping, hiking, and sort of ran around with our heads cut off getting Landon packed and out the door to start his new job in Salt Lake the following night.
Luckily for me (but unlucky for them) Josh and Jessica could not get on a flight home and had to spend 2 extra days with me! It was GREAT! I didn't have to spend my last days in Phoenix alone, and they even ended up driving Landon's car back to Salt Lake so I got to send some extra stuff that I thought I was going to have to leave behind. (Both of our cars were going to be shipped so it was also nice to have our car waiting for us instead of a rental...although Landon did love his 2011 Mazda 3 rental he drove for a few weeks while waiting for my car.)
Packing Day & Moving Day!
Man these were 2 great days. All I had to do was get up and open the door. The first day one guy came and boxed out entire house in 6 hours! He was so fast and amazing! I had to keep calling my friend to bring spoons for our yogurt and treats for Urban, etc... because I couldn't stay ahead of him. haha. so wonderful.
The next morning the moving van shows up...the LARGEST truck allowed to drive on U.S. Highways...and had all of our boxes and furniture loaded in about 6 hours also. CRAZY!
This time it was 3 guys. One of them was the "moving manager" who was there purely to make sure Urban and I were taken care of. So we sat in the garage and talked to him most of the time:
Moving manager: "So why is your husband important?"
Me: "...um...because I love him?"
Moving manager: LOL. "good answer. no. but I mean why am I here? I'm usually only called in for VIP moves and I rarely pack houses less than a million dollars."
Me: "so you're saying we're the least important people you've ever moved."
Him: "NO way. You are just as important as everyone else. Just wondering if I can add your husband to my list of famous clients."
Me: "Nope. He's just an amazing guy who used to work for the DOD and is now working for Energy Solutions in Utah. Sorry."
Him: "Well he sounds great. Congrats to you for getting me! You'll never want to move without me again...but I'm very expensive so you'll probably have to."
haha. so much fun. and he's right. It will probably never happen again.
After they drove away we were kinda stranded since our car had been picked up earlier that day. Luckily for me (again...I know I'm always lucky) a few friends showed up out of the blue to help me clean the empty house, feed us dinner, and brought urban presents for the airplane. It was a real tear jerker.
So that was that. We got on a plane at 9:30pm that night and flew back to Salt Lake...never to return. It was wonderful to be with Landon again, even though we were all pretty grumpy and exhausted and went straight to bed in our furnished downtown apartment.
Welcome to Salt Lake!
Urban made the adjustment quite well. He found the broom and vacuum closet first thing in the morning...so it was basically love at first sight.
We had to put him in a toddler bed sooner than we had hoped due to his crib being in storage. My mom gave us the one she has at her house for my nephew. But he did great.
At first bed still equalled prison to him. So he never left even though he could. But then one night he did. It was adorable! He just opened the door and came walking out into the living room with a huge smile on his face. It was very tempting for us to be like, "hey! wanna come watch TV with us?" but instead we were like, "hi. go back to bed. love you!" and he turned his cute little bottom around said, "night night I love you" and went back to bed.
Once we moved into our new house 6 weeks later and converted his crib into a toddler bed...that was another story. Man oh man. But let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Landon LOVES his new job. He LOVED working 5 minutes away from our apartment. We LOVED eating out 3 meals a day for free. But I did not really LOVE any of it. It was so hard to live on the 3rd floor of a huge apartment building and have to park 10 miles away underground. It was hard not knowing how to get anywhere or have anyone to play with. It was very lonely and cold. and I had to try really hard to stop thinking about the warm, perfect life we left behind. Being with Family was the only good part, but that didn't seem to happen that often as everyone works and was busy with holiday stuff.
It's a good thing I'm married to the most positive person alive or I think I probably would have killed everyone during that first month. We did have one really fun night...at a free Jazz game!! We only had to drive 10 seconds down the street to our free parking, had a free dinner in the sponsor's room before, had great seats at a game where THEY WON, and had free refreshments at half time. Thank you Energy Solutions! And THANK YOU to my Mom and Andy for babysitting (also another good thing about living in Utah).
I'll save Christmas, Urban's birthday, and some other important stuff for another day. I'm beat, and you probably want to beat me for too long of a post. It's good to be back!
Monday, December 12, 2011
Missing Resources
I bet you're sick of coming here and seeing that I haven't said a thing since November 20th. Me too. Clearly alot has happened since then, but I don't have the resources to write about it as our computer is in storage with all of the pics I want to share, and the internet at our apartment is rather unreliable. Also, Urban has been defeated by the cold weather and is rather sick. He has just wanted to be held these past few days which makes for difficult typing.
But right now I've got a few precious seconds while he's eating a hostess donut I bribed him with :)
So here are a few pics I found on my flash drive:
But right now I've got a few precious seconds while he's eating a hostess donut I bribed him with :)
So here are a few pics I found on my flash drive:
Landon's last soccer game in Phoenix
Urban dreaming of the day he can play basketball
Our farwell party
(or at least what was left of it by the time I got the camera out)
Most of our playgroup...uh huhuhu...how we miss them.
So ya. That was then. Now we are living in Utah and have been here for about 2 weeks! Crazy. I don't really want to say a whole lot more than that right now. Like I said, waiting for pics to go with the posts :) I will say that Landon is loving his new job with Energy Solutions. It's fun to go to family stuff, but hard to live in an apartment.
Hopefully we find a house soon so I can tell you all about the move, etc. And Urban is turning 2 on Friday!!! AHHHH!!!!!!! sooo much going on. I am trying to send out a Christmas card this year. Again...won't be the greatest due to lack of computer, but at least you can have our cute faces to hang in your homes!
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