Monday, November 28, 2011

Chicago!!!

My Dad turned 60 back in August, and we wanted to do something really fun for my his 60th birthday. He grew up in Chicago, so we decided to head back to his old stomping grounds. I had never been to Chicago, and I was very impressed. My Mom and Sara planned one amazing trip. It was one of my all time favorite trips.

While I was flying there, the family that was already in Chicago went bike riding.  I love this picture of my sisters and parents.
 
That night, we ate my Dad's favorite cupcakes (german chocolate), talked about our favorite memories of my Dad, gave him little presents, and even wrote him a song (a little tradition).
To the tune of Take Me Out To the Ballgame:
Tommy T's turning 60, in the windy city
Buy him some cubs tixs and deep dish pie,
We're all here cause he's such a great guy,
So let's root, root, root for the Cubby's 
We're glad he worked so we can play,
For it's one, two, three, four, five, six kids to celebrate his big day! 

 
The next morning we drove to La Grange Park where my dad grew up. It was so fun to see his houses, his schools, where he had his first job, and even the football field where he played during high school.  At one of the football fields, my Dad told us he scored a touchdown on the opening night of the field.  It was really neat to see these places, and hear stories about my Dad growing up.  My Grandpa did a career change and went to dental school, and then did an orthodontic residency and finished one day before my Dad finished high school.  Although my kids are much younger, I can relate to the many years of schooling and it made me appreciate my Grandparents, and my Dad in a whole new way. 
The house my Dad lived in for part of his six years in Chicago. 

His high school. Fancy.
 
His middle school is now some sort of nuclear science building, but they still have some of the old signs up.  My Dad told us stories of playing basketball in that gymnasium.
 
That afternoon we went to a Cub's game. I remember my dad always telling me about the times he would go to the games as a kid. He even admitted (after we were done with high school) how he would skip school and take the train to see them haha. It was SO fun to go to the fields and watch them play.  They even won, we must have been good luck charms. :)
None of the spouses could come (work, school...) so it was just the originals plus Austie (last minute Melissa couldn't come, we missed you).
 
Angel baby.
After the game we headed to McDonald's for diet coke and ice cream cones.  This family consumes lots of both.



My sweet boy was such a trooper being tromped all around the city.  But he was in good hands.  His aunties, uncle, Grande and D spoiled him rotten. 
After the game we went to the Willis (Sears) Tower.After riding to the top of the 108 floors we walked onto a deck that was complete glass. It was completely horrifying standing on glass and looking down 1451 feet. 




My dad was kind enough to hold Austin and not join on the ledge. It didn't have anything to do with the fact that he is scared of heights...



From the Sears tower we walked to the famous Gino's East for delicious deep dish pizza.


Lollapalooza was also in Chicago that weekend, so all the trains were packed. Jess was holding Austin and I asked her if she wanted wanted me to take him and she said no, she loved all the attention people were giving her and Austin.  Probably because everyone thought she was a teenage mom!




Good night kisses for Aunt Rachel


Saturday morning, we headed out again (after Austin's good morning present to Aunt Jess).
We rode the double decker bus around Chicago. It was interesting to hear all about the buildings and the history of the city.







Chicago style hot dogs for lunch.

 Then to the Shedd Aquarium.
Then the planetarium.

3D movie.



The lakefront.



Eating Garrett's popcorn in Millenium Park.



The river architecture tour.  So fascinating. 


Back on the double decker bus, where Austin was lovin on Aunt Sara. 

The bean



That night we celebrated my Dad by going to probably the best restaurant I have ever been to, Zed 451.
Happy Birthday Dad.  We love you. Thanks for an amazing trip!



Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Joshua's First Day of Preschool

This boy makes my heart melt. That's all I have to say.
9.7.11






Monday, November 14, 2011

Moving Out

These pictures tug at my heart strings. I love this little house. I love the many memories we made there. The dinners with friends, the playdates, the bike rides around the block.  I love how excited I was to finally have a garage, and a backyard. I love that this was Austin's first home.  I love how our little family grew, and all the things we learned inside this house.  I love that this house was our home for over two years.
June 27, 2009.  Moving in.
 
Sept 2, 2011.  Moving out.
Inside our home for the last time.  I told the kids to act sad. Joshua's face cracks me up. 

The thing that made it easier to leave this house was knowing we got to live with our friends for a month before we actually moved. 
Now I am sad and need some chocolate. 

Back to School Date

Audrey pretended she wasn't excited to go back to school. I knew she really was, but it's just more fun to complain about things when you're 6. I told her if she stopped complaining, I would take her to get a pedicure before school started. That did the trick.
8.20.11
On our way out the door. She found my hat and wanted to wear it. She said to me, "Mom! Look how pretty my hand looks like this. Hurry and take a picture!"

On our way.  I need some new sunglasses.

Sleeping angel.

Helping Rob Heal

Dave's friend and co resident, Rob, is a walking miracle. Just 6 weeks before they graduated, Rob suffered a brain hemorrhage. The Doctors told Rob and his wife Mercedi, that Rob would probably never be the same, and that he would never walk again. Rob has proved them wrong time and time again. He is now currently out of the hospital, walking, and doing so well.  We are so proud of Rob and Mercedi for all they have accomplished.
Dave and I decided to have a garage sale and donate all proceeds to help this little family.  I was amazed at how generous and loving people in our community were.  I sent out an email to our ward, and so many people donated lots of really good things. We had a bake sale and people brought over lots of yummy things to sell.
We had signs up with pictures of Rob and his family, with his story.  A sweet old man handed me $10 and just said, "Well, we need to help Rob heal." Another lady wouldn't accept her change, which should have been $20. Another lady come by and told us her husband had just been there, and told her about Rob so she brought some items over to donate for us to sell.  It was an amazing garage sale.  People bought just about everything.  Between the garage sale, and some very generous donations, we raised $1,400 to help Rob and Mercedi.  It was amazing to see the love and support come from those who didn't even know them, to see the good in so many people, and to teach our kids the value of service, and helping others, in any way we can.

My sweet Leah. She was a trooper and helped me every step of the way.  She came over with her girls and helped make signs.  She went out the night before with me and hammered signs into the mud, she was at my house before 6:30 am helping set up, and she stayed until the bitter end.  She is an amazing friend, and such a good example of selfless love.

8.26.11 Making the signs
8.27.11



For more information on this amazing family, or to donate to a very good cause, here is the link to her blog.
http://helpingthehales.blogspot.com/

Friday, November 11, 2011

Happy Veterans Day

"A nation that does not honor its heroes will not long endure." President Abraham Lincoln

 
Audrey's note she wrote to my Grandpa at school yesterday.  Her school encouraged all the students to wear red, white or blue and Audrey came home and talked lots about the "armed forces" and about the two veterans who came and spoke to their class.  I am impressed.
 
And since today is 11.11.11...make a wish.
I wish that my littles will always love each other so much.
 

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

9 Months

Austin is nine months old. I feel sad when by babes turn nine months old...I feel like they aren't officially a "baby" anymore. Austin has now been out of me longer than he was in me, and that means he is getting old. I wish I could freeze this moment in time forever.

 
At nine months Austin:
*loves to laugh
*loves to eat
*has 6 teeth and cutting 2 more on the bottom right now, for a total of 8. He only had his 2 bottom teeth when he was 6 months old, and somehow just exploded with teeth sometime between then and now
*loves to clap his hands
*when on his belly he pushes himself backwards. He gets frustrated because he sees something he wants  but ends up pushing himself under the couch
*gets on all fours and rocks
*today he took his first 3 crawls. Noooooooo!!!! Life is easier when a baby isn't mobile
*loves to play peek a boo.  His favorite is to hold a little blanket over his face and then pull it away
*talks and babbles all day long, and I love it


 
Audrey took this picture.  Hello eyelashes. Sure didn't get them from me.
 

I don't have any red couch pictures from when Austin was 8 months old, or 7 months old either. We were in the middle of moving and living with people, so we didn't even have the red couch.
Austie Boy with his girly friend, Berkley. 8 months
 
8 months.
 
Austin at 7 months.  Joshua's first day of preschool. More on that to come.