A new trick

Hurray for sitting!

Red dress for Sunday

The last one is what happens when you look at the baby instead of the camera: off-center photo, but adorable smile. It's my favorite.

Ring around a story

Scott purchased my engagement ring from a jewler in Utah at a screaming deal. He didn't purchase a wedding band until right before we got married when we were living in Minnesota. I remember shopping for it at the Mall of America. We found an anniversary band that was really close to the look of the engagement band: it had small diamonds across it and it was white gold... and it also was a screaming deal. We felt so lucky!

It wasn't until later that I started noticing things about the wedding band that didn't quite fit. First, it was slightly smaller, so on extra warm days when my fingers got swollen it didn't fit my finger. Second, the shade of the white gold was more yellow than the engagement band. Third, the wedding band didn't get scratched up as much as the engagement band. Fourth, the wedding band was considerably lighter than the engagement band. We knew they were different karats, so I just assumed the wedding band was made more cheaply.

I brought my rings to a jeweler this week because I finally decided to fix the sizing of the wedding band. There was also a prong out of place on the engagement band. To my suprise, when we got the rings back the jewler told me my engagement band was not white gold! I was shocked! At first I was like, oh man, that's why Scott got such a screaming deal. Someone was ripping us off. But no. It turns out the ring is platinum! So that's why they look so different. Scott's feeling pretty pleased with himself that this funny mistake happened--he was told the ring was white gold and got a really good deal for white gold. Now that it's platinum, it's an even better deal. Go figure.

Super Scott

I was cleaning off my desk the other day and found this picture buried under papers and CDs.
I took this picture in May of 2000 when I was visiting Scott in Nevada right before his mission. I remember getting home from that trip, developing my roll of film (this was before the digital camera wave) and being upset that none of the photos were very good. As I shuffled through the end of the pile of photos, this picture appeared and my heart skipped a beat. I didn't even remember taking this photo, but it was perfect. I looked at this photo often when Scott was on his mission and considered it my little blessing.

Now, over nine years later, I still love this photo. It reminds me how wonderful Scott is. He works so hard to do what is right and be successful in his studies, hobbies, fatherhood and as a husband. Last night he had an interview with Sigma Sigma Phi, an osteopathic honors fraternity, and he found out today that he got in! This is a big accomplishment for him and something he's been wanting ever since he started med school. I'm so proud of him!

I love you, Scott! Congratulations!

Good Morning

Comeupance

Yesterday our neighbor came over to warn us there was a peeping tom outside her house. Scott and I had the same thought later that evening: a yard that has poison ivy growing rampantly in it has a benefit!

Peeping toms beware... you'll get your comeupance.

4 Month Stats

Grace turned 4 months old this month. As we were in Colorado on the 1st, we waited until today for her well child visit and her, gasp!, shots. All-in-all, she's doing well after some baby Tylenol and sleeping, well, like a baby.

Here are her stats:

Height: 24 in ~50th %

Weight: 13 lbs, 9.6 oz ~50th %

Pretty much the perfect baby girl.

You know the saying

"I feel like I've been hit by a Mack truck"?

I understand that now.