Jude
- Jude’s Mexican heritage is manifesting itself in his new favorite foods: black beans and
guacamole! When feeding it to him, he isn’t satisfied unless he’s got a
good amount of it in his mouth at all times.
- Jude had his first
visit from a very cute Easter bunny (aka Grandpa Fender). Somehow grandpa
got a hold of a head-to-toe Easter bunny suit. When he came down the hall in
the suit Jude just studied him for a while and then gave his big bunny face a
nice little stroke and smiled. He must be too little to know that such things can
be possibly terrifying.
As cheesy and posed as this picture may seem, this is real life. It's safe to say the kid is loved. And his mamma LOVES that. :)
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- He is finally sleeping through the night better after a
couple of uncharacteristic, rocky weeks. It just took his parents being more
stubborn then him and letting him cry it out until he fell back asleep. Which
is hard yes, but what’s even harder is being an exhausted parent (well, more
exhausted then usual I guess).
Arianna and Michael
- Michael dressed up as
a Nephite from the Book of Mormon for a presentation in the Primary on
Sunday. In character (and not to mention a skirt, OK, loincloth) he gave an
account of the Savior. He was a big hit and had to wander around the Church
full of people in their Easter-best for the next hour and a half looking like a
Native American. However, I think he has reached a whole new level of coolness
with the 11 year-old boys he teaches in Sunday school.
- We have a pet goose that
lives and nests on top of our carport every spring. Her name, according to
Michael, is Gooseman and according to Michael she is Mexican because of coarse
that is where she migrates from (he’s just making stuff up). We say "hi" to her
every time we get into our car and yesterday her ducklings hatched. What a cute
little nature scene we have from outside our top bedroom window!
- We took the opportunity a couple times this week to “salsa dance” as a family in the
kitchen. It was of coarse our own interpretation and completely goofy and I am
surprised nobody ended up injured. When Michael and I are old and all the kids
are out of the house maybe we will be one of those funny couples who go Latin
dancing every weekend at Club Ol’ Fart. I hope so. J
As we say at our house, "Happy Easters" (for those of you who don't get the reference, consider spending some time with our dear friend Nacho Libre). |
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