Welcome to the world, TJ

I have a nephew!!!!! Tyler Jackson Terjesen finally arrived yesterday (8-28) at 9:04 pm, weighing in at 7 pounds 1 ounce and measuring 20 inches. We got to take a break from our weekend of packing and moving to drive up for a visit. Less than 24 hours old and he is PERFECT. He looks a lot like Chris, and is just the quietest, sweetest, most precious little baby. Erin looked great and happy and Chris looked exhausted (and happy). :) Here are just a few of the highlights of our short visit. Can't wait to see him and hold him even more when he gets home.

Daddy foils the attempts of the papparazzi (aka Owen) to get a pic of Baby T. Owen finally got annoyed- which I'm pretty sure was Chris' purpose- and gave up.

How's that for pure perfection?!?!

Meeting the cousins

Owen and Hazel taking pics of each other


Me holding TJ and looking slightly crazed

New MOMMY!!! with good friend Lori standing byHappy Daddy
Hangin' out

We love you, Terjesens! Congratulations!!!!!

Prayer by Hazel:

"Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for this day. Thank you for our church. Thank you for our family.

Thank you for the prayers that Jesus gives us.

Thank you for the hearts that Jesus gives us to be friends and love each other and not pinch each other or hurt each other and not get out of our beds.

Bless the lightning not to come anymore and bless us to sleep good and have a happy family...home evening.

In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."


Do I laugh or cry? :)

He loves to hate....

Disclaimer: Owen hates EVERYTHING right now. I think the only thing he loves is the word hate. Based on our investigations, he pretty much hates anything that involves him NOT sitting at home watching movies or playing his gameboy.

So- it's the second week of school and Owen already hates it. Before you all get worried (which was the point of my disclaimer), I am his Mommy, so of course I have asked LOTS of questions and I can tell that he actually is really excited about school. :)

But I wanted to share a couple of the funny things he has said this week.

On Monday, on the way to school, he said (surprise, surprise) "I hate school."

So I sighed and said "Owen...do you hate THIS school or are you just saying that because you want to stay at home"

"I just want to stay at home. Why can't we pretend like I moved or I died so I don't have to go to school anymore?"

Then, while getting ready this morning, he told Nathan that he hates school. Nathan (in so many words) said he needed to have a better attitude and Owen angrily said "You don't know what I've been through!"

Oh. my. gosh. Where did he learn to be so dramatic?!?! ;)

Of course...I need to include a Hazel story. Tonight she had TWO accidents (peeing in her pants). Needless to say, Nathan and I were both livid. I gave Owen a piggy back ride to bed and Hazel got jealous. Nathan said "Little girls that pee their pants don't get piggy back rides."

Hazel said, "Yeah huh! I saw it on a show. A little girl peed in her pants and then her Mommy gave her a piggy back ride. I saw it. I'm serious."

MOVING!!!

This is how my evening went tonight:




Yep- that is Hazel's dinner all over our beautiful apartment grade carpet.

At first I got mad....then I just thought "Hey! I'm moving in two weeks! Who cares?!?"

Of course, 2 seconds later I was on my hands and knees with the SpotShot scrubbing away. I will get that $150 deposit back, gosh darnit.

1st grade

Back to school! YAY! Owen seemed very excited about his new school. He has been a little anxious about not knowing anyone, but I think his excitement overcame his anxiety by the time we got on campus. He knew exactly how to get to his class, and he walked in the door without a backward glance. He also forgot to give his Mommy a kiss and a hug before his teachers practically shut the door in the faces of all us clingy parents. :(

I made up for that by giving him LOTS of hugs and kisses when I picked him up. He was very positive. He said his teachers were awesome and he had a great day. His favorite part of the day was when they watched a video about playground rules. That kid cracks me up.

I had to take a pic from above to make him appear smaller because I can't stand how big he is getting.

Hazel walks her brother to class.

My gigantic 1st grader

A taste of Arizona....

I was driving down a busy street and saw a tumbleweed that I just HAD to snap a picture of- I think it was as tall as the hood of the oncoming car. Do I live in the desert or what?!?

More Owenisms

I just love this....in the car, Owen said "Mom- if you didn't have those blinking arrows, how would we know where we were going?"

It took me a while to figure it out, but he apparently has (for years) thought that those little blinking arrows (my turn signals) were telling me where to go. He must have been really impressed when I explained to him that I controlled the car instead of the other way around. :)

Then in the store, Hazel was in the cart and Owen was walking beside me. She was hanging a ribbon out of the cart and he was running alongside trying to catch it. I said "Be careful, Owen. You might pull Hazel right out of the cart!" and he replied, "Or worse! I could break the ribbon!"

:)

When I grow up, I'm going to be a telemarketer

Inevitably, as soon as I start to drift off for my two-hour-middle-of-the-day nap, my phone rings. I usually turn it off, but today I chanced it.

So, I pick it up and say "Hello?" in my most pleasant, "I wasn't asleep" voice and hear a fast-talking young man on the other end. Despite his thick accent, I am able to decipher that he wants to survey me about my local grocery stores. I interrupt him and (very sweetly) say "No thank you." He pauses long enough to take half a breath and proceeds to tell me how important this survey is to my well-being and the safety of my community. I again interrupt him to say "No thank you" in a voice slightly firmer than before. He then asks me if he can speak to the person in the household over the age of 18 that does the grocery shopping.

Seriously? Shouldn't he have asked that question to begin with?

At this point, all bets are off and I am no longer restraining myself. I say "Don't you understand what 'No thank you' means?"

And he says....get this...."Yes....is there someone else I can speak to?"

So then I resorted to yelling "NO! I am the only person here that you can speak to and I DON'T WANT TO DO A SURVEY!!!"

He's lucky I'm not a curser (most of the time).

Needless to say, I turned my phone off and went back to sleep.

Isms

Hazel: Mom- Dragons can walk and they can fly.
Me: That's right. But dragons are pretend.
Hazel: No! They're real.
Me: They are just something that is on cartoons or movies.
Hazel: And sometimes they are in Georgia.



Owen: Hey, Mom! An airplane is like an RV that flies!