Megs and I have found the PERFECT way to lose the baby weight. I think we really got a knack for this! Just thought you'd like a sneak peek.
26 March 2009
Today was a great day! Not only did I not have to go into work or do homework, but I went with my beautiful wife and adorable little lady to get our first official family picture.
Our resident photographer has become Kelly from GALLERY PHOTOGRAPHY! He is outstanding. Megs and I first met him the day we got our engagement pictures done (well he did Megs bridals as well) and we haven't stopped talking about how cool he is ever since. As we got in the limo to drive away the evening of our reception, we both looked at each other and said, "wouldn't it be cool to be his REAL friends?" . . . a couple weeks later, at our first meeting in our new ward, we saw his family and him sitting a few pews in front of us . . . we had arrived!
Since then, he has photographed our family and many of our friends. We have even become stalkers of his wife's blog. Today, he has outdone himself.
Ladies and Gentlemen . . . my family!
I am one proud papa/hubby.
More to come . . . on the SECRET BABY BLOG!
23 March 2009
It is 12:30 in the morning and I am still not asleep. In fact, I have not gone to bed before nearly 1am for the past two weeks. I dose off in class and sneak the 30 second nap at work nearly everyday, but I here I sit . . . blogging. Why, you ask? Well a little for the readers out there, but mostly for myself. It makes me feel good and the fact that I have gone weeks without a post makes me feel a little pent up. Now I know that guys aren't supposed to blog like the ladies, but SCREW 'EM. I like it, and besides, I don't don't blog like the ladies. Take THAT!
Anywho, here we go.
The other day I was driving home from work with the window down and the music up. (I was probably dancing and/or singing, but I don't care because I am off of work and get to go home to my amazing wife and adorable baby) I like to take the "scenic route", as Megs calls it, and drove through a nice, all-American neighborhood. I heard the Ice Cream Truck! and I got nostalgic. Those were the days! Summer, chores done, no homework, and Tang to our hearts content. My sister and I would keep a coin stash close by the door so we could just grab and go. We usually had to chase him down for a block or two, but it was worth the run. I would get the Rocket Pop. You know, the red, white, and blue popsickle with the ridges? We would have it half gone by the walk home and eat the other have while laying on the grass. My legs would then get a little itchy from the lawn so we would hurry and finish and go climb the tree or something. These were the glory days! THIS is the definition of childhood.
I want Emmalee to have these things. I want her to know of this simple joy. I want her to have this as part of her summers. . . . but just as I had that thought the "Ice Cream Man" came driving around the corner . . . DAD-GUMIT (I MAY have said something worse?)! There he was, Chester the Molester, driving some nasty, old beat up van with some pictures on the side of ice cream you could buy at the store plastered on the side . . . GO AWAY!
Why did this man and almost ALL other ice cream men have to have ruined this memory and joy? Why has this become the job of nasty men everywhere? Has it become part of parole? I HATE what has become of this simple life pleasure.
Hella to the NO!
Sorry Emmalee, it seems as though this one is destined for the vault. We'll come up with something better. Promise!
07 March 2009
Emmalee Ann Larsen = Absolute HEAVEN.
Well we are home and are now OFFICIALLY the parents of the PERFECT little lady. Emmalee was born this past Monday, the 2nd of March at 18:26 weighing in at a healthy 8 lbs 10 oz and 19 inches long and we couldn't be happier. The past few days have been full of joy, excitement, sleep deprivation, the occasional worry, laughter, cries, wonderment, and just pure heaven.
And just FYI, Emmalee is pretty much the PERFECT baby. She sleeps well, she eats well, she works well with momma, she takes a binky, and even the occasional bottle. She smiles, has even giggled, and has eyes you can fall into.
For a full listing of pictures see LITTLE LADY, but for the masses I will post one below.