We did however go to Uncle Neal and Aunt Jo's for the annual Bloomsday BBQ. It was fun seeing the fam. Grandma's brood of great-grandkids is growing rapidly. The number is up to 7 now! Here she is with all of them.
Scott Family Happenings
Monday, May 4, 2009
Bloomsday
Contrary to what you may think from the title of this post, we did not do Bloomsday. I used to do it every year with cousin Stephanie and Grandma. We wore fanny packs filled with candy as "fuel" that gives you an idea of how long ago it was. Then it got popular and everyone started doing it. So I quit. Hey, don't give me a hard time and ask "why didn't you do it?" I put my time in people, now I get to be the one to laugh at the crazies the day after who complain about being sore. All for a shirt that you wear once before it becomes a good candidate for new pajamas.
We did however go to Uncle Neal and Aunt Jo's for the annual Bloomsday BBQ. It was fun seeing the fam. Grandma's brood of great-grandkids is growing rapidly. The number is up to 7 now! Here she is with all of them.
We did however go to Uncle Neal and Aunt Jo's for the annual Bloomsday BBQ. It was fun seeing the fam. Grandma's brood of great-grandkids is growing rapidly. The number is up to 7 now! Here she is with all of them.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Reduce Reuse Recycle!
I just had to put this one up. She fits so nicely in the recycle bin and loved having Kyle pull her around in circles on the kitchen floor.
Emilyn Discovers Grass
So Emilyn and I played outside awhile back when it was super nice and warm. Until then she hadn't experienced grass. Keep in mind that she is very oral and puts everything in her mouth and what won't fit in her mouth she licks. You will just have to look at the picture to see what she thought of her first encounter with grass.
"Hi Mom! I love it outside!"
"Ooh what's all this green stuff? I am so excited, something new to discover!"
"I better check it out."
"It would probably be a good idea to taste it."
"This stuff isn't too bad."
"Actually on second thought..."
"What was I thinking?! What kind of terrible crap is this? It better do something amazing for my figure."
"Hi Mom! I love it outside!"
"Ooh what's all this green stuff? I am so excited, something new to discover!"
"I better check it out."
"It would probably be a good idea to taste it."
"This stuff isn't too bad."
"Actually on second thought..."
"What was I thinking?! What kind of terrible crap is this? It better do something amazing for my figure."
Monday, April 13, 2009
Easter
Emilyn had a great first Easter. Saturday we went out to my mom's for the annual egg hunt she puts on for all the nieces, nephews, grand kids, or really any kid even remotely related to our family. The entire hunt lasted all but about 15 minutes, and the kids had fun despite the rain. Emilyn stayed inside for most of it.
World's cutest nephew, Gus!
World's cutest niece, Amelia!
Sunday we got up and went to church then headed to Kyle's parents for lunch. Claire made a fabulous meal as usual. Auntie Liz took Emilyn out to the rabbit hutch to see the bunnies. She loved watching them and laughed when she would touch their soft fur.
The family
Unfortunately I had to spend most of the afternoon working on my literature review for my research paper, but not before we got some fun pictures of Emi wearing the bunny ears. I know it's cruel, but I couldn't resist. Can anyone say chubby bunny?
Serenading us at the piano
Let's eat!
The loves of my life
Everyone keeps saying just wait, next year she will be running around with all the other kids hunting for eggs. A few months ago I couldn't wait for her hold her head up, smile, sit up, eat solid foods and all the other milestones. With every new development I keep looking towards the next one. I realized the other day that although it will be exciting when she can crawl, talk, or feed herself, I will never get this time with her again. I am having to force myself to slow down and soak in what she is right now- at this very moment...to savor the little noises she makes, to pause a little longer as I cuddle with her at bedtime, to let her take things in at her own pace. Because the pace of life around her sure seems to be going pretty fast.
World's cutest nephew, Gus!
World's cutest niece, Amelia!
Sunday we got up and went to church then headed to Kyle's parents for lunch. Claire made a fabulous meal as usual. Auntie Liz took Emilyn out to the rabbit hutch to see the bunnies. She loved watching them and laughed when she would touch their soft fur.
The family
Unfortunately I had to spend most of the afternoon working on my literature review for my research paper, but not before we got some fun pictures of Emi wearing the bunny ears. I know it's cruel, but I couldn't resist. Can anyone say chubby bunny?
Serenading us at the piano
Let's eat!
The loves of my life
Everyone keeps saying just wait, next year she will be running around with all the other kids hunting for eggs. A few months ago I couldn't wait for her hold her head up, smile, sit up, eat solid foods and all the other milestones. With every new development I keep looking towards the next one. I realized the other day that although it will be exciting when she can crawl, talk, or feed herself, I will never get this time with her again. I am having to force myself to slow down and soak in what she is right now- at this very moment...to savor the little noises she makes, to pause a little longer as I cuddle with her at bedtime, to let her take things in at her own pace. Because the pace of life around her sure seems to be going pretty fast.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
President's Day Weekend
Ok, so I know this was back in February- I apologize for my tardy posting, but I made no guarantees when I started this blog, so complaints will not be accepted. Back on President's Day weekend we headed to the other side of the state to visit family. Kyle and I realized on the way over that it was the same time one year ago that we took the same trip just after we found out we were pregnant. This trip last year, I remember feeling like crap all weekend and making excuses as to why I had to go to the bathroom all the time. We had gone out to dinner with my brothers at this really cool restaurant. They both just had to order some Cajun pasta dish that smelled HORRIBLE! All I could think during dinner was, "please don't throw up, please don't throw up". My how things change in a year! This year we had a little one in the car seat behind us. We had a great time hanging out with Jeff, Kevin and Jen again. We were also able to meet Jeff's girlfriend Crystal.
Emilyn was introduced to her Great Grandma, as well as her great uncle, great aunts, and cousins. We had a fabulous time catching up with Kyle's family and enjoying some of Aunt Leslie's tasty tacos.
Kevin and Jen, owners of the Engle Inn-Puyallup Branch. We were able to stay in the Scott Suite again this year and enjoyed the excellent cuisine as usual. What wonderful hosts!
Jeff and Emi
Taking a walk at Point Defiance (Jeff, Crystal, Kevin, Jen, Kyle & Emilyn)
Emilyn meets GG, and Kyle's shaggy beard...yeah, I don't miss that. Thank goodness the beard trimmer "broke" and he had to shave it all.
Happy Girl
Emilyn was introduced to her Great Grandma, as well as her great uncle, great aunts, and cousins. We had a fabulous time catching up with Kyle's family and enjoying some of Aunt Leslie's tasty tacos.
Kevin and Jen, owners of the Engle Inn-Puyallup Branch. We were able to stay in the Scott Suite again this year and enjoyed the excellent cuisine as usual. What wonderful hosts!
Jeff and Emi
Taking a walk at Point Defiance (Jeff, Crystal, Kevin, Jen, Kyle & Emilyn)
Emilyn meets GG, and Kyle's shaggy beard...yeah, I don't miss that. Thank goodness the beard trimmer "broke" and he had to shave it all.
Happy Girl
Monday, March 30, 2009
Costco Reflections
To celebrate the official first day of spring break, Kyle and I took Emilyn to Costco. Wahoo! I am not used to running errands in the middle of the day, but when I do I am always impressed with the number of people out and about. Who knew that it would be so busy at 11:30 on a week day. What does the rest of the world do all day? Don't they have jobs or something? I know they can't all be teachers on spring break (although I did see Melanie and Jonah, but that's only 1 in a huge crowd).
Anyhow, we got our things and decided to treat ourselves to a Costco lunch. Kyle just had to get a sausage dog. Ugh. Whenever he does that, I can smell it on his breath for a week. It's the sausage that just keeps going. I guess you get your money's worth that way.
I think someone should do a study on Costco food court culture. (I really only say that because I am taking an Ed. Research class and have research on the brain). There are never enough tables for everyone and all the food is Costco sized portion, hence you can't eat it easily in the car (plus it's bad enough that Kyle's breath smells like sausage, I really don't want that aroma in my car as well) so you are forced to eat there. Well, you know how it goes, you stand there scaning the tables hoping to find two seats together and hope beyond everyhing that it isn't next to the crazy looking people and their gross kids who are running around screaming.
Today we ended up next to a nice looking older couple. They immediately commented on how happy our little boy was (they must not have seen the flowers on Emilyn's bib and sleeves, but to their defense it was a tealish blue shirt with brown pants). Anyhow they made the usual comments and asked the usual baby questions, "is this your first, how old, it sure changes your life doesn't it?" The wife excused herself to go pick up the husband's prescription, she told him to stay there and she would come back to get him in a bit. He jokingly reminded her to get him and not some other guy sitting around. We hadn't been there with him more than 2 minutes when he started in on the same round of questions as before. We pretended we hadn't told him the exact same thing just moments earlier. The conversation would go to other things like his family and how long they have lived here and the retirement community he and his wife lived in. He even shared that he had fought in WWII, but every few minutes he would smile at Emilyn and ask the same questions about her, in the same order. We patiently answered them exactly as we had 2 minutes ago and the 2 minutes before that.
In the car on the way home we commented on the wife's commitment to and patience for her husband. Of all the things they have probably seen and experienced in their life together. We wondered where we would be in 60 some odd years. Kyle's hand reached over and grabbed mine as I looked out the window and we rode a few minutes in silence. If we are both still alive then, we will be together. Nobody else can handle our quirks :)
P.S. There was a lady there today who bought a whole cart of pretzels and a whole cart of fruit snacks! Only at Costco will you ever see anything like that. Amazing.
Anyhow, we got our things and decided to treat ourselves to a Costco lunch. Kyle just had to get a sausage dog. Ugh. Whenever he does that, I can smell it on his breath for a week. It's the sausage that just keeps going. I guess you get your money's worth that way.
I think someone should do a study on Costco food court culture. (I really only say that because I am taking an Ed. Research class and have research on the brain). There are never enough tables for everyone and all the food is Costco sized portion, hence you can't eat it easily in the car (plus it's bad enough that Kyle's breath smells like sausage, I really don't want that aroma in my car as well) so you are forced to eat there. Well, you know how it goes, you stand there scaning the tables hoping to find two seats together and hope beyond everyhing that it isn't next to the crazy looking people and their gross kids who are running around screaming.
Today we ended up next to a nice looking older couple. They immediately commented on how happy our little boy was (they must not have seen the flowers on Emilyn's bib and sleeves, but to their defense it was a tealish blue shirt with brown pants). Anyhow they made the usual comments and asked the usual baby questions, "is this your first, how old, it sure changes your life doesn't it?" The wife excused herself to go pick up the husband's prescription, she told him to stay there and she would come back to get him in a bit. He jokingly reminded her to get him and not some other guy sitting around. We hadn't been there with him more than 2 minutes when he started in on the same round of questions as before. We pretended we hadn't told him the exact same thing just moments earlier. The conversation would go to other things like his family and how long they have lived here and the retirement community he and his wife lived in. He even shared that he had fought in WWII, but every few minutes he would smile at Emilyn and ask the same questions about her, in the same order. We patiently answered them exactly as we had 2 minutes ago and the 2 minutes before that.
In the car on the way home we commented on the wife's commitment to and patience for her husband. Of all the things they have probably seen and experienced in their life together. We wondered where we would be in 60 some odd years. Kyle's hand reached over and grabbed mine as I looked out the window and we rode a few minutes in silence. If we are both still alive then, we will be together. Nobody else can handle our quirks :)
P.S. There was a lady there today who bought a whole cart of pretzels and a whole cart of fruit snacks! Only at Costco will you ever see anything like that. Amazing.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Quickie
Hey everyone! Life has been nuts at the Scott house. I will eloborate later, but I just have to share a picture of Emilyn. Yes, that is a bottle of white out she is holding and yes, I am a bad mom for letting her play with it.
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