Tuesday, February 26, 2013


I know Evey wants to eat, but we just don't know when her foodie nature brain will tell her mouth how to figure it out. For now she can take a very small bite or two of baby food, slobber most of it out, and then she always smiles and then usually pukes.

Evey is almost 9 months old. She can hold her head up for a few seconds and then it falls right over. Other than that, she just lays around and giggles and smiles at us to our hearts content. We aren't sure how much she's going to accomplish developmentally until we figure out what to do with her torticolis and severe scoliosis, which we'll address in May.

The next surgery is on the books for April where they'll fix her submucous cleft palate, replace her ear tubes, botox her neck again, and see if they need to cut away more of the extra tissue on her larynx.  This is the last of scheduled surgeries, which should keep us covered until we figure out the scoliosis plan.

Never has there been a happier baby in all of history. As usual the doctors and therapists are continuously amazed at her desire to learn all while smiling and being content with whoever is poking and prodding her. She's the ultimate example of joy and happiness and I love how she exudes that to everyone around her. Yesterday, I had a doctor ask me if I could bring her into his office every morning so he could watch her smile and it would give him the energy he needs to go about his day.  I told him, it works for me, so I'm sure it'd work for you too!

Evey is so happy, because she knows...

Wherefore, be of good acheer, and do not bfear, for I the Lord am with you, and will stand by you; and ye shall bear record of me, even Jesus Christ, that I am the Son of the living God, that I cwas, that I am, and that I am to come.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013


    Where do you take your 1 year old going on 30 year old for their birthday? Las Vegas of course. We thought it would only be appropriate for Zoey to celebrate her 2nd birthday in Vegas baby. And now I won't have to pause to much when people ask how old the kids are. It's an easy 4, 3, 2 and 9mo until April. Anything that makes my life easier is okay by me.
     Zoey just happens to be the coolest 2 year old I know. She makes fans wherever she goes. For example while in Vegas at a playground, she convinced some older girls to give her their necklaces because she liked them so much. Another parent also tracked us down and asked us if Zoey was ours. We hesitantly said, yes. And then she goes on to say how tough she is and how she fell so hard off a slide and all the parents around gasped and ran up to her to help and she brushed herself off and went on her way. That's our Zoe's nose. The girl that walked at 9 months and Potty trained herself and that will be able to do anything she wants in life. She is such an intricate piece of our family puzzle. Selfishly, I love watching a mini version of myself walking around. It has brought such clarity to who I am and the responsibility I now have to do as good of a job as my parents did with me. Just remember Zoe, it's okay to act like a kid every now and again, being an adult is kinda overrated.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Hey Boys!

One of my favorite things is when Zoey comes down early in the morning to Owen and Eli and says all sickly sweet, "Hey Boys".  We love the boys in this house.  So this is my early Valentines Day post, because Valentine's Day isn't really Nate & I's thing (and no, we're not haters, we just like to keep the world guessing).  We talk about the ladies a lot in this house, but we all know we'd be nothing without the men in our lives.  So here's to my favorite 3 men.  They have impeccable style as you can see and yes, they have the same amazing stylist.  So Happy Valentine's Day boys!  Your Wife, Mommy, and Sisters happen to think you're the coolest dudes around.

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

A choice

     One of those days.  What was supposed to be a simple eye appointment in the morning, turned into an all day fiasco downtown at Primary Childrens Hospital ER.  Our savvy Evey pulled out her g-tube and button while I was driving and since she has magic healing powers her hole practically closed up.  Which meant we had to dilate her hole to replace her "gangsta" tube.  I'm extremely proud that she is finally getting the dexterity to start to hold her toys and pull her tube, but part of my wants to tell her to take it easy.  However, the fault really lies with me because I've been lazy bones with taping her tube down because she hasn't grabbed it until now.  So watch out, I'm about to get crazy on the tape job. Next time you'll see Evey she'll look like a medical mummy.  And then to top off our lovely day, I get harassed by a lady in a target parking lot accusing me of parking illegally in a handicapped parking spot, apparently she forgot to look at the license plate and thinks you can only have a placard for handicapped spots.  Not one to back down, I ever so kindly reminded her to make sure you check the license plates before you accuse people of illegal acts.  Icing on the cake.  Icing on the 3 cupcakes I ate tonight in honor of one of those days.  I've been thinking about a quote I found a while back that I love. We all have a choice on how we react to life, today I think I could have made a better choice and tomorrow I will remember that and definitely choose better. 
     Because of the conflicts and challenges we face in today’s world, I wish to suggest a single choice—a choice of peace and protection and a choice that is appropriate for all. That choice is faith. Be aware that faith is not a free gift given without thought, desire, or effort. It does not come as the dew falls from heaven. The Savior said, “Come unto me” (Matthew 11:28) and “Knock, and it shall be [given] you” (Matthew 7:7). These are action verbs—come, knock. They are choices. So I say, choose faith. Choose faith over doubt, choose faith over fear, choose faith over the unknown and the unseen, and choose faith over pessimism. - Richard C. Edgley