Additional Pictures

Tummy time with Grandma Bozung. She was pretty impressive with her ability to lift her head right after coming home from the hospital. Last night she rolled from stomach to her back.

This is our "4 generations" picture. Great Grandmas Howard, Jon, Grandma Stevens, and Emmaline. Great Grandma just couldn't get enough of Emmaline.



Emmaline's First Bath. She had a fun time bonding with Daddy (for the majority of the time). There is a really fun picture that I would like to post but it is rather revealing. I don't think Emmaline would appreciate the whole world seeing her lady parts.

Mom, thanks for the adorable hooded towel.

Emmaline's First Walk.

Snuggling with Grandma Stevens

Emmaline Rose

Born June 9th, 2009 @ 12:16 pm
7 lbs 10 oz.
20 inches





Dad and Emmaline right after the c-section. I love his surgery scrubs.


Emmaline relaxing while her hair is being washed. I hope she continues to like bath time.

Laying out under the sun lamp. She has frog legs (like many breech babies) due to her position in the womb.





I know this post is 3 weeks late (I'm sure I'll hear about it in the comments). I'll try to post more pictures and details of the exciting day sometime soon.

Jon tells me that my only job right now is to eat, sleep, and feed our little girl (and diapers when he isn't around). Blogging will have to be a "want to make a little extra cash" job when I find the time.

It's a Girl

After waiting in suspense an extra two weeks (Jon's fault, he was out of town the only day we could have gone before we left on vacation) I was finally able to have my ultrasound on Thursday.

Shortly after the technician shouted "how much water did you drink?" (in my defense - I followed the suggestion I was given from the hospital), she announced "Here are the girl parts."

So there you have it, I am having a girl in June. We were also told that she must be very modest girl since she continued to cross her ankles and knees the whole time we were viewing her life in my womb (when she wasn't kicking my bladder). In lieu of that information I have decided to respect her wishes and not show you her "girl parts" picture.

It was such an amazing experience seeing this little person growing inside of me. It is a testimony to me that God is real. I don't know of any other way that this miracle of life could happen without his hand.

Jon and I are so excited to raise this little girl.

7 Things Tag

7 Things I Can Do....
1- Be cheesy or sassy
2- Make up songs/talk in singsong/recall old song from my childhood (Jon thinks I'm crazy)
3- Keep a straight face when telling a fun fib or playing a joke on someone
4- Make & decorate cakes
5- Playing games (sorry honey, I will try to tone down my mad skills)
6- Being a peacemaker (if I didn't start the fight)
7- Crying at cheesy movies

7 Things I Can't Do...
1- Make decisions (especially small ones)
2- Cartwheels
3- Cook w/o a recipe
4- Keep the house as clean as I would like
5- Get up the 1st time my alarm goes off
6- Handle super hot weather (unless there is water around)
7- Play the piano (I quit as a teen)

7 Things I Always Say...
1- I love you
2- I don't care
3- That's so funny
4- Seriously
5- Honey, it is time to get up
6- Yes, you locked the door
7- Stop being a sass

7 Things I Always Eat...
1- Bananas
2- Bread
3- Tomatoes
4- Broccoli
5- Ice Cream
6- Brownies (I wish)
7- Fried Ice Cream (I wish)

I tag: Lisa, Abby, Christopher, Melissa, & Devri

Chocolate Extravaganza

It has been such a long time since Jon and I have made a cake. We made this cake for Amber's birthday, the wife of one of Jon's co-workers & softball captain.

Cake Stats:
Devil's Food Cake
Chocolate Butter Cream Icing
Raspberry Filling w/ Raspberries from my parent's garden
Cream Cheese Filling

Kilz: Take 2

I know I said that we had learned a lesson about vaporizing Kilz and that we would never do it again....

We did learn a lesson - it was that we weren't prepared enough last time.

We are not going to lose the painting battle to a can of Kilz.

We changed our battle strategy. Last Saturday we went to Home Depot and bought Jon a full size respirator in attempt to save some of his brain cells from the mind numbing effects of the primer.

We were able to save his brain and lungs from the stuff - but this time his face was the casualty.

Since we are using oil based primer it doesn't come off with water.
Jon thoroughly enjoys cleansing his face with chemical spirits when he is done. He loves the tingly sensation.

The Big Catch

Last week Jon and I both came down with a serious case of fish-itis. We didn't want to pass our symptoms on so we called in "sick" to work (co-workers - I didn't really call in sick). We don't usually go fishing in the middle of the week but our nephew, Garrett, was in town and he has been anticipating using his new fishing pole for months now. This would be his first fishing trip. We thought the perfect setting for his experience would be Moosehorn Lake, a scenic, bean-shaped lake in the Uinta Mountains. So we packed our gear up and headed for the mountains.

I spent the drive up in the back seat taking commands (cute ones) from a 2 year old. I galloped a horse to the lake for water, cleaned a cow that never seemed to be clean enough, and tried to draw the perfectly sized Garrett stick figure. This was quite a task - too large - and it was daddy, too small - and it was a baby.

I of course caught the biggest fish of the day. This was no surprise to me. Jon usually makes the excuse that he can't compete because he spends the whole time baiting my hook and removing the fish. This is true but he had plenty of time to fish today when I wasn't. I still caught the biggest and prettiest fish.

Garrett's programmed defense mechanism is to cover his ears when he is scared. This was a common pose throughout the day. Whenever the fish started jerking on the pole or flopping around he would stand silently covering his ears. How cute.

Jon and I struck gold when we had bites on both of our poles simultaneously. We didn't get a better picture because we had to seek shelter since it started hailing about 30 seconds after this picture was taken.

This picture captures Jon's sadness that is was raining. I took shelter under some trees (later dubbed the "Tiger's Den") while Jon got the fish off the poles. Kevin and Garrett ran to the car. Jon and I later joined them for a delightful car picnic. Then Lindsay and Richard arrived. After it stopped raining we decided that we could probably get another hour in before the next storm cell came.

Lindsay hanging out with Garrett in the "Tigers Dan". Do you like Garrett's new fashion statement. He is wearing Grandpa's pants to keep warm. The Uintas get pretty cold even in the summer time.

Jon doing one of his favorite things.

The trip was a success. We caught 14 fish and Garrett had a blast. We donated all of the fish to Jon's old scout master, Jake. He loves when we go fishing.