Lately

What have we been doing lately?

We finally made it down to Cedar City last week. I swear it takes a miracle to get us down there, but we are so glad we did. We don't see Trav's family that often so it was nice to go spend some quality time...





...and it's always nice to get away from the house for a bit. This place has become such a project lately that it gets so overwhelming just living here amongst all the plans. Does that sound crazy?

It's been busy, but it's good busy. It might seem that our little family is all settled in. But I can't help but feel the opposite--I feel like we are in such a transitional stage...like something big is just around the corner. I can't tell what it is quite yet. It's exciting--although I know that a feeling like this probably means I should be scared or nervous for what lies ahead rather than excited. But excited I am...I can't help it. For now, I'm trying to do what I need to do in preparation, keeping my little family in order. Isn't that the task of the year!

Shelby is changing every minute--most of you wouldn't recognize her. She mimics everything she sees. Trav and I paper-rock-scissors for the task of putting Shelby down, and she loves to play...except she would probably loose every time if we actually took advantage of the fact she doesn't know how to throw anything other than "rock". Although we are tempted, occasionally, to just beat her, and tell her to go put herself to bed. :) We're not bad parents.

When we go to the swimming pool, she'll run away from me as fast as she can and dives into the deep end with no life jacket. And she loves the water slide--not the whimpy little kid one--she has ride with Mommy on the BIG kid one, that's where the money is! After all, she'll be 2 years old next month...leave the dinky stuff to the little kids. She's a raging fireball, to say the least. But then she sees ballerinas on TV, and she'll mimic them, gracefully dancing on her tippy toes with her hands above her head.

The worst one yet: when anyone (including her self) releases any kind of bodily noise, she yells: "Niiiice!" It really is awful. I could almost kill Travis for that one.

That's us lately...just waiting for "the next big thing", trying to stay un-busy while working, taking pictures, and trying to come up with things to entertain the craziest almost-2-year-old there every was.