Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Two Mooze!


This little man turned two!  (7 weeks ago.)  He is sweet and sensitive.  He is trouble.  He is joy.


Max’s 2nd birthday turned out to be only eight days before Bennett’s birth day. I was really pregnant and really tired and we had a lot of crazy stuff going on, but I wanted to make the day special for my great big little boy.


We started the morning with love note balloons.  Two from me and two from Harley, making four total.  Except somehow four turned into 14 when Anderson felt left out, and we remembered balloons are really great things to play with all day long, so why not party with the whole bag?


Max loves my diet shakes.  He begs for sips every morning (yeah, I’m addicted and have one almost every morning).  I rocked his little birthday world when I gave him an entire can.  I drink mine in a mug, so naturally, he did too.


This chunk will slim down in no time.

We played at the park and lunched at McDonald’s.  It was low key but Max was thrilled since both spots are his happy places.

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Max is 31 pounds (85%) and 34.75 inches (70%). Which is to say he’s 1.5 pounds heavier and .75 inches shorter than Anderson was at age two. Which is to say he’s hefty, solid, chubs. Which is to say LOVE.


We came home for his nap.  It was his second nap in the big boy bed.  More often than not that week he ended up napping on the floor by the door but has since figured it out and stays in the proper spot.  Good nap transition!  The bedtime transition, on the other hand, has been a disaster thanks to him, his four-year-old roommate and their shenanigan filled desires to party all night long together.  Oh brother, brothers.

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After naps we played with balloons outside. It was all going well.  I even commended myself that, despite our lives’ state of chaos at the time, I’d actually pulled off a small and simple, but decent, birthday for him. 

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Then there was bloodshed.


Yep, blood on the birthday.  Minutes after I snapped the above photo, I heard Max screaming.  I turned around to see blood coming from his face.  Anderson had accidentally hit him just above the right eye with a rock. 

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Thanks for that birthday gift, bro.

Little did I know this would be the first of many bleeding episodes for my poor little two-year-old.  At this writing, he’s had eight injuries in seven weeks, most of which can somehow be traced back to Anderson.  Brotherly harm:  the gift that keeps on giving.

We debated going to urgent care for stitches, mostly to prevent potential scarring.  We decided staying home and having our family party was more fun, so hopefully he won’t have an ugly lifetime reminder and begrudge us forever.  If you look at the very top picture on this post, taken Sunday, you can still see a mark on his right eyebrow.  The pediatrician is hopeful it will disappear after six months.  I put off his two-year-old photo shoot for weeks waiting for that injury, and the several that followed, to disappear.  After seven weeks I gave up, and owned the fact that he’s two, he’s my second, and he’s a boy and therefore may never have a clean, uninjured face again.

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Waaaaay more fun than getting stitches, right?


Favorite gift?  Tie between the bubble-blowing Mater lawn mower from Aunt Katie and Uncle Alex and the singing Toy Story card from Grandma and Jeddie.  Happiness peaks when he’s rollin’ with both.

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We sure love you Mooze! Sorry your birthday week was clouded with a mini van purchase, a nervous breakdown on my part when said mini van wouldn’t start six days later, scout camp, house guests, a 24 hour power outage in 101 degree heat, your brother’s birth and, oh yeah, a rock to your face.  It was a memorable time, to say the least.

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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

My Sister’s Wedding


In a word it was… lovely.


In a ridiculous amount of pictures (with some commentary) it was… lisa2IMG_0007 copyc8 IMG_0027 copy lisa3 IMG_0029 copyIMG_0047 copy

And just like that, all my siblings are married.  Crazy.DSC_0611DSC_0598Draper Temple

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Lisa was stunning.

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Even when she broke for a casual lunch with a trove of bachelors.


The reception was held at The Canyons Resort in Park City.  Guests arrived at the top of a mountain in gondolas.

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Lisa had this vision for soft and woods and light and lace and ivory and gray and white and peach and nature and elegance.  In the planning stages it was, at times, hard to see this vision and we teased her for her “soft” theme.

Ah, but here it is.


And I saw it!  Why did I doubt?  I stand corrected in your light and loveliness, Lisa.

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Lisa and Austin had a small ring ceremony atop the mountain.  Guess who got to melt hearts again being the cutest ring bearer to ever rock an aisle?

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Yep.  Swoon.

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I love the groomsmen in this picture.  Boys know a cute thing when they see it.c11

Hannah was a doll as flower girl.  Again.

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We had a delicious dinner followed by toasts (the kinds that make me cry and wish Lisa was five years old again), followed by celebrating.

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Max killed me this night.  Two deaths:  death by crankiness and simultaneous death by cuteness.


Seeing as I was super great with child, my doctor advised against heavy lifting and dancing.

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Whoops on both counts.

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Couldn’t help myself.


I wasn’t the only one.

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When the party was over Mr & Mrs LaBanc were off to their honeymoon suite.  Via gondola, of course.IMG_8734

I don’t think I’ve ever known two people more suited for each other than Lisa and Austin.  And by suited for each other I mean they are both amazing. 


Lisa is charitable, smart, fun, hard working, thoughtful, peaceful, humble, optimistic and is without guile.  She is one of the most Christ like people I know.  She thinks of others first and herself last.  I am the oldest, she is the youngest; yet for years, I have looked up to her.  Watching Austin and hearing stories about him, I see and understand he has those qualities as well.  We couldn’t be happier about Austin joining our family.

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If all those pictures weren’t enough, check out the preview to their wedding video.  Like I said, lovely.

Find the rest of this epic trip here, here and here.  That’s a wrap.