A lot of life and alliteration

Well, if last month I thought that I was initiated to motherhood, this month I think I am being initiated to adulthood. Woo-ee, being grown up is a lot of work! Everyday we have at least two major jobs for Trustin to do when he gets home and I'm a full time cleaner/organizer/unpacker/mother/cooker/want-to-be-asleeper, etc. For the most part its been exciting and fun. I can say this because I leave the worst stuff for Trustin. He is so amazing. He handles all the nasty tasks like toilet installations, black widow assassinations (3 so far!) and over all pest control (so far only one bug has been discovered inside, Trustin is winning this battle!).

Then last night the disposal decided to break, or Zeke decided to break it. I'm not quite sure, but he was suspiciously under that cupboard earlier in the day and caused a leak in the double osmosis filter, so perhaps he was even more "productive" under there than I realized at the time. Either way the result was wet. I was so proud of myself for tacking a mountain of dishes and scrubbing the counters only to look down and see that result of my dish washing is a giant greyish puddle steadily easing out from the cupboard under the sink. And naturally yesterday was also the day that I finally started mopping the floor. I say started because after almost 4 hours I was only done with about a third of it (and even more depressing, mopping doesn't erase ugly which is about the only word to describe our tile). So the giant puddle was right in the area that had been mopped, of course. So fix the disposal has been added to our long list of to-do's. Oh how I miss the days of the free maintanance man! We are our own maintanance men now, and we are being fully initiated yet again.

And ironically, today I am acting as a mother to triplets. Well, not quite. For a little over two days I am babysitting our friends little twins who are about Zeke's age. So with the three of them together I have officially decided to not even try to be productive today. I'm kind of liking that. Amazingly all three of them are asleep right now and while the floor is begging to be mopped I'm begging to be plopped on the sofa, or atleast on the computer chair and not acting like a homeowner.

Now, let it be known that despite our homes escessive demands on our time, we are loving this place and loving being here together. I guesss the moments when we sit around contentedly just don't make very interesting blogs (and well, the sitting around may be on hold even if the contentment is not). I am grateful for craziness because it is great for laughs. I'll tell you a lot more about our new home soon, or at least as soon as I can clean it up enough to take pictures.

In the meantime, here is the last month of adventures:

Pretty much every day before we moved out of our apartment Zeke and I would go to the same area of the secluded area of the complex to play. Zeke loved it and he was always such a silly loon.

He loved sitting at the picnic tables and making me through the ball to him and then he would intentionally drop it and start laughing.

He also loved trying to throw balls into the basketball hoop. I just loved seeing how tiny he is next to the basketball standard. Yay, he's still my little baby!

For a family date night we went out the Bellagio gardens and fountains. I thought Zeke would love the fountains but he was kind of ambivelent. I guess to him it was just like a splash park, except he wasn't allowed in the water. Where's the fun in that?

We went to stay with our friends the Coxes after our apartment contract ended. We had a lot of fun and it was so nice of them to let us stay. One day Zeke and I played out in the rainstorm and he was loving it. Unfortunately I spotted a neighbor walking around naked in his living room and decided it was time to go inside. (True story, aparently this neighbor is commonly naked...and he's the president of the HOA, weird). Zeke, unaware of why the fun had to end ran to the door and just cried to go back out. Sad, but so cute. He's definately his parents little boy. We love rainstorms (and yet we move to Las Vegas...I guess we'll invest in sprinklers).

At Zeke's buddy's birthday party Zeke decided that the splash pad was too fun to resist. So again fully clothed he insisted on running through the water and playing. Trustin got some pretty cute pictures of our soggy cute kiddo.



Zeke playing with his Daddy.



Zeke and Casen (he is the son of the family we stayed with) like to run full speed at each other and then crash and tumble. It eventually ended in tears but it was hilarious.

Well that's about all I have time for today. One baby just woke up, which then meant that a second baby woke up, and I'm counting down the minutes for baby number three. Off to play!

Oh, and here's a cute video of Zeke at the splash park:

Initiation to Motherhood

This picture is old, but shows just the kind of thing Zeke does to help initiate Mommy to parenthood.

At our soccer game last Friday night Trustin and I brought Zeke and another girl on the team brought her three sons. We only had 1 sub and thus whoever was the sub (typically me or the other mom, for obvious reasons) had to watch all 4 kids. The first time I was watching them it was chaos.

"Logan, put away that gum....No, don't eat it."

"James, no going out into the field"

"Don't dump out that water bottle."

"Hey, how'd you get that gum again?"

"Zeke, you don't need to be held."

"No, don't throw the ball on the field!"

"No more gum!"

"Hey, get back here!"

But we made it through.

Later in the night I was watching the kiddos again and Zeke was bawling. It was after 9:00 and he's used to being in bed by 8:00 so he was tired and grumpy. So I picked him up and was trying to comfort him and suddenly I hear an angry voice shouting "Hey---Somebody get those kids off the field!!" All three of the other boys were running like crazy in the field.

Their mom quickly came to swap me places. I guess it was pretty obvious I was not in control of the situation.

I thought, holy cow, 4 kids is tough! So my plan has always been to have lots of kids, but suddenly I was thinking, um, I don't know about this. Well, I still want lots of kids, but I guess I'm glad I get to ease into it one at a time (famous last words before I give birth to triplets, right?).

This week Zeke has been working hard to make sure I am fully initiated into motherhood. He's such an easy kid so my job hasn't been too tough. He was still an easy kid this week, but his body...not so much.

Warning, details that you don't care to know may follow.

Day 1: After Zeke's bath I was just letting him play in the nude for a minute while I did my hair. I always figure his little bottom deserves some fresh air. Well, I gave him a minute too long I was Miss Distracted Mom. I hear the familiar (yes, this happens often) sound of Zeke going potty. Laughing I pick him up and rush him to his room to put a diaper on him. While changing him I notice the mysterious substance on the bottom of his foot. Uh-oh. Sure enough the pee had been preceded by worse and Zeke had walked around in it, and then worse, in rushing back to the bathroom, I also walked around in it!

Day 2: Zeke has been sick this week. Blessedly, he hasn't seemed to feel sick, so he's still been pleasant. However Tuesday morning he threw up all of his breakfast, right into my hands (nice catch Mom!). Then about an hour or two later I begin to smell the familiar announcment that Zeke has a treasure for me to change. I pick him up and take him to his bedroom to change him. As I lay him down I said "Wow dude, this must be a doosey." How right I was.

First I notice that Zeke has managed to leak out of the front, back, sides and legs of his diaper (whoa!). Then I notice that "leak" doesn't quite describe it. Looking at myself I realize that my ENTIRE left thigh is covered in diarea, as is Zeke's clothing. After the cleanup of Zeke and I I discovered that by carrying Zeke I also managed to leave a trail of poo from the living room carpet, drizzled across the couch, down the hall and into his room!

Day 3: repeat of Tuesday, only this trail goes from the middle of our bedroom to the bathroom. Not quite as bad, thankfully!

Day 4: Blessedly the liquid nightmare has ebbed. Truly blessedly because as Zeke was sitting in the tub I looked down and there is a little log floating along. Seriously, 4 days in a row with this type of incident? It's gotta be a record.

I feel fully initiated! Truly I laughed every time, so that's gotta be a good sign. I think I must be ready for those triplets!

In other news, we are busy!

Our contract at our apartment ends next Thursday but it is easier to get help moving on Saturdays so we are trying to be basically moved out by Saturday and just live on our air mattress and deep clean next week. So I've been working like a crazy woman to pack boxes, entertain Zeke, (clean Zeke's disasters), and work like mad on my online classes. Then we also got asked to give talks on Sunday plus my regular primary less. It's been crazy around here. It's been a good crazy though.

We found out yesterday that the bank agreed to make the required repairs that the appraiser listed. This is really exciting because A) it looks guaranteed that we'll get the house and B) it is about $5000 worth of repairs that we don't have to do ourselves, yay! We are still crossing our fingers that they will be done repairing and we'll all be done with paperwork so we can still close by Oct 8th. We welcome any prayers you'd like to send our way.

Our good friends Marc and Kendra are letting us stay with them until our house closes, but we hate bumming off friends so the sooner it closes the better!

Well I guess that's all the latest. And sorry we haven't taken many pictures (although given the stories for the week, lets all be grateful).

Shoes and Ducks

Shoes have arguably become Zeke's favorite sight in the whole world. This little guy knows what shoes mean. When Zeke wants to go outside he will often bring me my flip flops and point at the door--too cute. Other days if he is doing something else I will pull out his shoes and the get his attention. The very second he catches site of the shoes his whole face lights up with a grin and laughter and he literally charges at me, plopping into my lap with his feet at the ready. the first week he wore shoes he hated them. Now he's made the connection. Shoes = Outside = my favorite thing to do. There are two things Zeke would probably do all day: play outside and eat blueberries. We spend probably two hours or more a day outside, which considering we live in Vegas heat, is a whole lot of time.

Here is several pictures of one of our latest outdoor adventures, another trip to the duck pond.

This duck seemed to have broken both of his wings and then they healed that way. We felt bad for the guy, but at least he seemed to be well fed. Zeke took care of that!

This is obviously not at the duck pond, and in fact it is several months old, but I just had to share it too because it makes me laugh.

I wonder what he was thinking at this moment

Finally, this is just a cute video of Zeke feeding the ducks.

Hey Good Lookin', Whatcha Got Cookin'?

The answer to that question, is anything Zeke can find. He is almost a daily chef of "Stone Soup" and this last week he decided to branch out to "Toy Soup." Mom provided the tupperware of water and he added all of the best ingredients. After adding a few he'd stop and stir it up.

Every chef knows that a good meal has lots of color and variety.

Taste Test.

Yep, its delish!




So every day before leaving for work Trustin picks up Zeke and says "Ok, Zeke, I've got an important assignment for you today: I need you to be the man-cub of the house and take care of Mama. Make her laugh lots."

Zeke follows his counsel incredibly well. I'm always laughing. And Zeke is definitely a cub of some sort. While he still can't say many words I think he's fluent in both Lionese and Dragonish. On Monday we went for a walk and he made me stop for several minutes so he could growl at a decorative frog outside someone's front door. I showed him how frogs hop and he squatted down and stood up just like a frog (well, a slow frog whose feet never leave the ground). I said "Ribbet" and Zeke said "Roar." Close enough.

So here's our little Dinosaur/Lion/Frog:

Life and the Zekester

Well it seems that since having Zeke, every moment is a moment we wish we had the camera handy. We miss so many great picture opportuties, but even with that, we have a lot of pictures that I wanted to share this week.

We went to a 51s baseball game with our good friends about two weeks ago, and so I had to include a picture of Zeke and his handsome Daddy.

This last weekend we had a ward pool party. (As you may guess, Zeke loved it...he's such a fish!)

Just chillin' in a boat in the kitchen with a monkey.

Zeke is in the market for a new hat.




This one got my vote. Adorable and provides protection from falling rocks.

Bubbles

Random position Zeke has taken to getting into several times a day. He thinks he's so funny when he does it; he's right!



With this face around, life is good! Trustin's new job is going well so far. Ups and downs like any job. The house hunt is still on, but we are hoping not for too much longer.

Our Little Monkey (and introducing his buddy who is a monkey too)

So I realize that almost everybody who reads this blog was there for his birthday, so I thought I had better show you some of the cuteness that you all weren't there for. These are just some random moments from this week.

First, despite what some may think from the mildness of the mess Zeke made while eating his birthday cake, Zeke is a disaster (or at least the kitchen becomes a disaster) when he eats.

Case and point!

No matter what he is eating Zeke always seems to reach a point when he decided that his tray simply is not clean enough. Thus he starts swishing his arms back and forth as fast as he can across his tray until he has managed to send all remaining food flying to the floor. Or, if he is feeling a bit more conservative about it, he will simply pick up pieces of food one by one and with a big smile at Mom, drops them very carefully over the edge of the tray.

This results in Mom scrubbing the floor at least 3 times a day.

This results in Zeke fully understanding the purpose of rags (or any items of clothing left on the floor.

Also this week, the term "mountain bike" has taken on a whole new meaning as Zeke discovered how to mountain climb right in the kitchen.

And finally, we wanted to intruduce everybody to Zeke's pal, Monkey. Zeke loves his little stuffed monkey so much. He doesn't always sleep with him, but he's so adorable when he does. We love going in to get Zeke in the morning or after a nap. He is almost always standing at the end of the crib bobbing up and down waiting for us, but once we're in the room he quickly bellyflops back down to cuddle his monkey. Sometimes he'll play in the crib for an extra half hour just tackleing monkey and laughing. When he sits up I ask him if he wants to get out and wabam! Faceplant into monkey again!

Happy Birthday Zeke!

Zekiel, Zekiel, quite uniquiel
how did you get so old?
With party time and birthday cake
and fountains without any mold.

Astonishingly poor poetry aside, Zeke had a wonderful birthday party. The best part was being with so much family. We didn't want to leave! Zeke made a killing on presents (we're still hiding some and just bringing them out one per day to keep the fun going; but boy they never end!) and just had the time of his life.



Cake was delish, but at first Zeke acted as though he might as well have been eating bread (which granted, is a favorite around here). Then he discovered the frosting which had fallen off and things got really tasty.



But for Zeke the highlight of the night was definately playing in the fountain. I think Zeke could play in that fountain every day; he LOVED it!