For Mamma Colleen and Pappa Jim

The exciting news!  We are going to Ireland.  Hyrum and I booked tickets last night for Ireland in August.  We will get to visit my parents on their mission and Hyrum will go to a conference in Cardiff, Wales.  So for Grandma and Grandpa, here are the cute kiddies.

James chillin' in the bouncy seat, 5 weeks old.

Look at my cute hands.  Also, my blanket is pretty cute too, thanks mommy.

Here I am relaxing with Dad at family night.

6 weeks old and learning to smile.

We spent Saturday with Grandma Dorothy and had tons of fun.  She gave us a fashion show with her new outfit for Trevor's wedding, took us to the park, and then treated us to McDonalds.  She even braved driving my Civic, a stick, (she hadn't driven one in a looong time) so I could calm James down on the way home.  We love you Grandma.

I can do it!

Scottie is in a stage where he wants to do everything by himself. He can put on his boots by himself, open the front door for people, put on the top snap of his car seat. He is gaining some independence. On Sunday he took his independence to a new level. He had eaten some yogurt for breakfast and the bowl and spoon were still on the table. I was feeding James in the bedroom and Hyrum comes in
Hyrum: "Did you have anything to do with what Scottie is doing?"
Nicole: "What is he doing?"
Hyrum: "Let me take a picture and I will show you."
My curiosity was peaked so of course James and I had to see for ourselves.

Scottie had opened up the fridge by himself and the only good thing that he found within arms reach was Ketchup! So he poured himself a bowl and went to town.

He got a little embarrassed when we were all laughing. I guess it makes sense to him, he likes yogurt and so he eats a bowl of it, he likes ketchup, why is it funny to eat a bowl of that?

Family Totem Pole

The Day before Easter we went to the Easter parade in Snohomish. Hyrum and I decided we could live in Snohomish. They have the cutest old historic houses plus it is a nice small town feel. We loved the parade. We saw pirates, bands, drill teams, tractors and firemen, and Scottie's favorite, race cars!

Hyrum dubbed himself the family totem pole with Scottie on his shoulder and James on his front.  I had to get in on the action but Scottie wouldn't let me sit on his shoulders.

Our prophet said to plant a garden...

So that's what we'll do!

We planted our garden and were so excited to see things grow... and then the deer came.

They ate our strawberry plants already... any tips.

Here I am with the boys and the chickens letting the chickens fertilize our garden before we planted everything.  They liked it but when they started to eat all the worms we banned them from the garden.  Now if we can figure out how to ban the deer.

Might be Baby Wright

To all you bloggers out there, we have some friends from our old church congregation in Seattle who are looking to adopt another child.  I just added a button to our blog so that you can get to their blog and check it out.  If you know of anybody looking for a wonderful couple, check it out.

Chickens!

Growing up on a farm, Hyrum learned all about having babies and raising a family by watching the cows, cats, dogs, chickens, horse, turkeys, goats, sheep, etc...  When we first started going to Idaho together, I milked a cow for the first time and also really enjoyed feeding/playing/tormenting the chickens.  After house-sitting for a family in our church congregation for a week and playing with their chickens, we decided firmly that we too were going to get chicks.  So we did it!  We now have 10 Anderson babies.  One baby boy, and 9 baby chicks, we hope all hens.  We just want to do it for the experience and the fresh organic eggs.  We got 4 Buff Orpingtons, 1 Black Sexlink, 2 Rhode Island Reds, and 2 Americaunas.  The Americaunas are supposed to lay beautifully colored Easter eggs.  

Here is the brooder that Hyrum made.  He did a great job on it.  We also purchased a chicken tractor for when they get big and they can live outside.

The chicks underneath their heat lamp.

Scottie playing with one of the Rhode Island Reds.  He got mad when it decided to flap over and give him a kiss.

When Grandma Anderson came, we started sitting on the potty a lot. Scottie has had 3 or 4 successes with number 2 so far. He still doesn't love to go there but with his books, or tray of crayons and cars, it is bearable.

Thanks Grandma for coming. We had lots of fun with you. We loved your yummy bread and tea, and your good company.  We miss you already.

Sweet Baby James

Introducing Baby James

March 11, 2009

11:45pm

8#0oz.

21" long

So far so good... We like him.  He is a pretty good sleeper and is learning how to eat.  I think we will keep him.  :)

James chillin' under the warm lamp.

Scottie checking out his new brother.  He wasn't so sure at first but now he is giving him all sorts of kisses, sharing his cars, and has taken turns holding him too.

I miss my old calling

I am a visiting teaching coordinator in my new ward. I am grateful for the opportunity to serve. I saw this video from one of the boys who was in my Sunday School class that I taught in our old ward. I miss that.  It was a lot of fun. Oh well, enjoy!

Scottie versus Seminary

My dad has a healthy view on misfortune, if you take a picture of it, it doesn't seem so bad and you eventually can look back at it and laugh.  My most memorable picture of misfortune was when Shannon and I got the worst sunburns on our faces EVER while snow skiing.  Literally, we both could end up with skin cancer from that one burn.  I wish I had the picture handy so I could show you our misery with both our little faces puffed out to about twice their normal size.  I think we were old enough that we should have put on sunblock ourselves, but young enough to forget and not do it.  Youch!  

Well, in the spirit of my dad, I will post this:

Scottie had his own little misfortune on Sunday.  After church Hyrum had a little meeting in the seminary room.  Scottie having fun, pulled down one of the extra thin and not-so-sturdy seminary tables on his head.  This is how it was it was described.  Scottie falls bonk on his head and then bonk went the table on top of his poor little head.  Luckily the man Hyrum was meeting with had sense or luck enough to get his toe in there, thus decreasing the brunt of the fall.  He figures that is what saved Scottie from stitches and a concussion.  

These pictures taken after a couple of hours and after the bleeding had stopped and been cleaned up definitely don't do it justice.

Notice the goose egg starting to form on his forhead.

This morning while he was sleeping you can get a good view of the cute little gash coming out of the corner of his eye but the goose egg is sort-of hidden beneath his hair.

We are glad you are feeling better little buddy.