Movember

This mustached man is my husband Seth. Doesn't he look like he could be a cop? Or a truck driver? Or a Nascar fan?

Seth participated in Movember to show his support for men's cancer (testicular and prostate) awareness. He growed and flowed his mustache all month long. He shaved it all off today and I'm not going to lie, it wasn't the saddest day of my life. As handsome of a Mo Bro that he makes I'm glad to have my smooth-faced husband back.

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Gloria Estefan was right. The rhythm is going to get you and it got Taft last night.




Seth and Taft have a great time together. Nobody can get Taft laughing like Seth.

This Just In...

My one and only brother, Michael Gordon Bluth, is officially a linguist for the U.S. Navy and drumroll please....IS ENGAGED!! We are ecstatic about Pete's engagement. We are not only getting a fabulous girl for a sister-in-law but a dang cute niece too. Congratulations to Pete!!

An Outing

My sisters asked for a blog update and I highly suspect they'll be disappointed by only seeing pictures of Seth and me. So, here is a post especially for the obsessive Bluth-side aunts.

This morning was supposed to be our music class but it was cancelled for the 800th time since we started going. I can't complain really because a lady does it for free at her house which totally rocks, but it just gets cancelled a lot. So, we headed to the children's museum instead. The children's museum here isn't especially impressive but the year pass is super duper cheap and Taft is thoroughly entertained by the place for a good solid hour. We'll be frequenting the children's museum a lot during these winter months.

We finished off our trip to the museum by getting pizza at the food court (the museum is at the mall) and because no outing is complete without a kicking and screaming meltdown, Taft was sure to include one.

Parenthood is amazing in the fact that if any other person acted the way your child sometimes acts, you'd never want to see that person again, but since they're your child you're still totally, obsessively-compulsively in love with them. I couldn't wait to get home from the mall and put Taft down for his nap, but now that he's down I'm looking forward to when he wakes up (as long as it is in at least an hour and half) so I can smooch him and tickle him and cuddle and watch Cars with him.

And here are two videos to enjoy:

11.17.06

Four years ago today Seth and I got married. It was such a fun and perfect day. I want to get married again just so we can have another great party where everyone dresses fancy, eats good food, and then dances their guts out. That's what we should do for our anniversary next year, have dance party. I'm glad Seth insisted on having dancing at our wedding because it was a blast. Well, I had a blast and I'm pretty sure Seth did too.

Is it too braggy to be proud of my marriage? Because I think we have a great one. It's a good thing because we have a lot of married life left to go.

I wish I had a scanner so I could include different, more favorite shots from our wedding. I already used these pictures long ago for another anniversary post. 

The Taftman

Taft and I babysat for a friend the other day. Her baby is just a couple of months old and I was excited to see how Taft would react to having a newborn around for a day. He did great! It gives me great hope that we'll have a smooth-ish transition when Baby Boy gets here. Taft was very gentle with the baby and would stroke the baby's head and say "soft, soft". He also tried to help give the baby his bottle and helped burp him. Things went very well until I tried to lay the baby in Taft's crib and that's when Taft just about died. He completely freaked out. I guess he's cool with having a baby around, just as long the baby doesn't take over his stuff. Completely understandable. Although, apparently he can take over the baby's stuff:

I've had a rough couple of days with Taft lately. I don't know what it has been necessarily but my patience and energy have decreased about 75% in the last week. Yesterday I was so frustrated with how I was handling things and felt terrible that I had been such a grumpy mom for too many days. I thought to myself "I'm almost 27 years old! Why am I having a hard time getting along with a nearly 2 year old?!" I talked to Seth about it and then ate my frustrations by way of chips and salsa from Chili's. I also talked to my mom about it and felt better. It hasn't helped things recently that Taft has had some very rough nights of sleep which has left all of us in the apartment very sleep deprived. Fortunately for everyone, Taft had a much better night last night and this morning I woke up with a better attitude and have increased patience today.

I thought I needed to write down some of the funny/unique stuff Taft has been doing lately.

1. He says "sorry" a lot but I'm not sure why or how he picked it up because he uses it in weird situations. Like: He has a trike in our apartment that he's been trying to push around. It's really big and he bumps it into everything. Each time he bumps the trike against something he says "sorry" and also other times when it seems he's getting frustrated with a toy.

2. When he wants something from the kitchen he takes one of our hands and says, "Come D Come D Come".

3. He is officially OBSESSED with the movie "Cars". As long as we are home he is asking to watch it.

4. He likes being sung to before bed.

5. He now picks his nose. Gross.

This video isn't really exciting, I just thought he looks funny with a hat and no pants. Also, on a completely unrelated note, the sun sets at 4:30 here. 4:30!!! Isn't that depressing?

Stuff

FYI: I hate, HATE, hate my hair this length. If I ever ask your advice on whether or not to cut my hair short again remind me that I HATE it. Especially when I'm pregnant because it is just a thick crazy mess of ugly hair!

Also, this is my current belly, which I don't hate. I mean I'm uncomfortable, but for a mighty fine good reason. Can't wait for this baby to get here! Only six more doctor's appointments!!

Happy Halloween...Ribbit, Ribbit

Halloween Party at Music Class

Froggy hanging out with a Witch (aka Taft's little buddy Kodi)

Backside view of the costume. He's a "speckled" frog.

Seth at the Trunk or Treat. (We need a new camera. Stat.)

Some of the Transitional Residents

Trick or Treating!

We had a very fun Halloween weekend around here. Friday night was our ward's Trunk or Treat, Saturday was a Halloween party thrown by one of Seth's fellow residents, and tonight was Taft's first official night of Trick or Treating. Last year we were in Belgium and he was only 6 months old so we didn't do anything Halloween-y. Kids definitely make holidays more exciting, even if they don't know what's going on. We did get Taft to say "Trick or Treat" or at least something like it, but he got stage fright at each house. I tried to get it on film when we got home.

Taft was a frog this year. The costume was inspired by the boots my mom gave him last month. This was my first homemade costume. It definitely looks homemade, but it worked out. I figure by the time my last kid goes Trick or Treating for the last time I'll be pretty good at making costumes. Seth and I were flies to go with our little froggy. Easiest costume ever: Black clothes, wings made from fishnet tights and wire hangers, big glasses/goggles.