Saturday, January 1, 2011

4th anniversary

Chase and I spent our 4th anniversary driving back home from our trip (maybe we'll go out to dinner or something next week?? We'll see). We hit a mini-blizzard going through a mountain pass, but managed to get through alright, though it set us an hour behind schedule. We stopped for dinner in Bakersfield, and managed to pick the seediest fast food restaurant. Ever.

We should have taken the hint and turned around when we hit an enormous pothole in the parking lot (we're talking a full 3 feet in diameter), but alas! we got out of the car and went inside. We spent our entire meal eying different gang members walk in and out, and listening to an either insane or very drugged up woman alternate between laughing and crying to herself. Loudly. Livia wouldn't stop staring at her, which made me nervous. And Chase, who thrives on the ironic, kept making wiggly eyebrows at me and saying "happy anniversary, babe."

Ah, it was memorable. At least it was that. Ü

5 months along

Just in case you were curious.

A very merry Christmas

We were lucky enough to spend a whole week at my parent's house for Christmas.

Everyone was there, minus Jon who's a missionary in Washington, and we had a wonderful time! We played games, ate lots of delicious food, helped Perry shop for the house he just bought, learned that David is killer at Rock Band, and all took turns playing with Livia (who hardly even glanced at me or Chase that week, she was so thrilled with all her new playmates!)

Livia was excited to open her presents/stocking on Christmas morning.




She got some great gifts (thanks everyone!), and was remarkably patient during our Christmas "morning" that extended til 1:30 in the afternoon.

I put together a dress-up box for her (after hitting up a lot of post-Halloween sales), and it's been a huge hit, largely in part to the "fairy dresses" that my mom had kept from past dress-up days and donated to the cause.

On Christmas Eve we always gather around the piano to sing Christmas carols. Livia started singing along into a microphone, and we all stopped so I could videotape it. But then she quickly switched to story telling, and I was happy to catch that, too. Ü

I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas!!

Snow day

We spent Christmas with my family in Apple Valley, and took advantage of the nearby mountains to introduce Livia to snow!

One of my mom's friends lent us a toddler snowsuit for Livia (she only has boys, so you'll have to forgive the "hockey star" outfit. Ü)

We went sledding (not me, of course), built snowmen, had snowball fights, sustained a few injuries, but overall had a fun time!



Livia had some trouble maneuvering in those mittens. This video makes me laugh every time I watch it!


My sous chef

Now if only she would EAT that egg once I cooked it for her!

Enjoying San Francisco

We ventured up to San Francisco twice in December. Once to eat at Gary Danko's with some friends (and may I just say that the lobster risotto is a.maz.ing.)And once during the day to enjoy a delicious breakfast at Mama's and see the post-impressionist exhibit at the De Young.

Chase and I both love Van Gogh, and enjoyed seeing some of his works, as well as many of the other post-impressionist artists.

Livia was restless in the museum, of course, and it was pretty tricky since we weren't allowed to bring a stroller into the exhibit. She also insisted that I, not Chase, hold her the entire time (and if you think it's easy to carry a wiggly toddler for an hour when you're 5 months pregnant, you must have never tried it).


At one point I moved into another room of the exhibit and she started to completely flip out, saying she didn't want to go that way, she wanted to go back the other way. As I tried to shush her and explain that we had to go a certain way in order to leave the exhibit, it suddenly occured to me that I should ask WHY she wanted to go back the other way. It turns out she had been looking at a painting and wasn't finished admiring it yet.
I kid you not.
Here is her favorite painting (which she still remembers and will describe to you if you ask her)
It's called "The Violet Wave," and I'm still a bit flabbergasted by that whole experience. Once she had gazed at it for a few more minutes I asked if she was done and she said "yep" and went docile as a lamb into the next room.
We played outside by the fountains for a while before driving home, and called it a day!



I love living close to San Francisco!

An announcement

We're excited. Ü