
Ely and Olie, Olie and Ely... la la la la-la.
This is out back of my Mom's place. This is actually the sidewall of a copper mine dump truck tire. Grandpa Dave is a whiz at engineering and building.
So some of you may already know about Elijah's little accident, but for those of you who don't... Elijah got some teeth knocked out the other day at the mall.
As usual he was wondering around and running away from us at each available moment... and the kid is fast. He had run down the aisle at Dillards and I called for him to come back. Well he started back toward us in a run and I turned to talk to Liz. A moment later, I heard a thud and cries. We didn't see it, but we imagine he started running toward us while looking in an entirely different direction and veered off enough to T-bone into this display table which was just at the right height of his lower teeth. He started whaling instantly and I knew it had to be bad so we ran over there to see a bloody mouth. I cleared the blood and I could only find one of the two teeth that were out of the socket. I couldn't find it anywhere, so we left quickly and went to my school where a pedodontist was able to evaluate him. Unfortunately there isn't anything to do when primary (baby) teeth are traumatically removed from their normal position like this, so our poor little guy will be without 2 lower incisors for 4 years until the permanents come in! I still feel sick about it. This happened around 3pm and he was running around by 7pm like nothing ever happened. The accident reminded Liz and I of how special this little guy is to us. Not that we needed to be reminded, but we give him extra hugs, kisses and attention now.
The next day he says to me... "Daddy, I bonked my teeff". Poor kid!
Sorry, I forgot that I can't rotate video like I can pictures... so just turn your head a little bit. Elijah loves to jump off stuff. You can see his new jack-o-lantern smile right at the end.
"I wanna hold baby Ol-ffer mom"
It's fun to have Elijah and Noah playing together a little bit. Elijah loves to call him his "big bru-der". "He's my Noah, my big bru-der". This is funny becuase Noah's helmet is not on Elijah right and is actually covering his eyes... but he stood still for the picture anyway.
Noah and his 'tough guy' look. He did really well riding the quads. He has a perfect attitude of safety and fun. Elijah loved riding the motorcycles and cried anytime he was left behind.
Oliver occasionally sucks his thumb when it will cooperate.
Our latest trip to In-n-out. We decorated Elijah's face with the stickers they pass out to kids. He just lets us mess with him. It's fun.
This was so funny. We have been going on bike rides more and more as the weather gets bearable in the evenings. So we were going over to swim at a house in our ward and I saw Elijah kind of slumped forward a bit, doing some wicked head bobbing (you know when you're really tired). It was so funny. I put a towel next to him and layed him on it and he was OUT. It's the first time he has fallen asleep in his bike trailer.
Steve got up super early to fix the car and avoid the heat. This job, like most, was successful. And yes, he really did spray me.
Looking sexy in the toolbelt. He just fixed our plumbing problems this weekend.
I'm less than two weeks away from the due date! Just waddling around. Wish me luck.
I love this pic. The stroller is a hand me down from Eli's friend but he added his own touch.
Trying to keep cool here in the desert by swimming at the YMCA... a regular occurance. Steven, Elijah, and his buddy Luke.