Terribly Uncharitable

Yesterday I called my sister Kaylee we talked and I asked her if she would accompany me to my in-laws quilting night and a baby shower for Asher next Friday mostly so she could help with Asher so he doesn't have to scream the whole car ride. It works out good for her cuz she doesn't have a car and then she can see baby Asher. However I told her "but Kaylee when you get there you have to share. You can't hold Asher the whole time." I heard her answer "PSH.. I'm not that terrible." I replied "Ya I know, you just like your nephew." Kay's response was "No, I said I'm not that charitable." Here are some pictures of Asher with his loving Aunt Kay. The pictures below were taken July 22, 23, 25, 22 in order of the picture shown.

Aw look, he loves her too.

P.S. Kaylee promised to share. :)

A new post is long over due.

A new post is long over due. Thankfully I'm not. My baby Asher is two months old today. My how time flies! Elvis loves his "little pup" as Grandma likes to say. Of course Elvis' favorite time to let you know he needs attention is while giving Asher attention. Asher is now pro at grunting like Daddy and stretches just like Mommy. He loves to be read to, cuddle with whoever is holding him and smiling, especially when Daddy comes home. His very least favorite time of day is when it's time for a diaper change. I can't figure out why, I promise I don't pinch him. I've told him that one day when he gets bigger we can learn to potty train. Below is a picture of when I had just put him on the changing table. Seriously.

Do you see those tears?

Ok now for some cute pictures cuz He really is a stinkin' cute boy.

He's so content in this one. Look at those great BIG eyes.

A Pirate Holiday

Jeron's favorite holiday ever is international talk like a pirate day. I have no idea why but it is and has been since I've known him. This morning Asher grinned at me when I went to get him from his crib. Oh my precious little boy. Anyway I went to go put it on facebook but Jeron told me I had to put it in pirate jargon so this is was I said "Aye, my scurvy little sea pirate smiled at me as I roused him from his bunk." We also put him in the most pirate-y baby outfit we had. Asher got to borrow Daddy's hook for the picture.

That evening it was time to set the sails once again to dreamland.

Brigham City Temple Open House

Today Jeron didn't have work or school so we were able to the Brigham City Temple Open House. It was beautiful! Their were peach blossoms every where. I had to run back to the celestial room to look at the handles because my mom had told me that they even have them etched in the door handles.

Having recently had surgery though made it so that I had to take the elevator. On the elevator Asher and I meet a bunch of people but most particularly this sweet old man. Everyone asked about how old Asher was and after that this sweet old man walked in front of us and told all the volunteers "See that baby over there? He's seven weeks old." It was so fun to hear, especially since he proclaimed it with the enthusiasm any Great-Grandfather would. With that face who wouldn't want to claim him?

Here's a picture of us in front of the temple. Next time we'll have to get a picture from in front of the Brigham City Tabernacle. They have a podium that when you stand on it you can get a picture of you and the whole temple. 

Missing Mommy

After my surgery Jeron's Mom spent Sat night with Asher. She was an Angel for doing so and I don't know what I would have done without the help her, my Mom and many others. Of course after the surgery I needed lots of rest and my little munchkin would kick my belly scars making it ever so difficult to cuddle with him. So it was great to have others to love on him. But, not having been with his Mommy the two previous days made Asher missed his Mommy. Today when I woke up from a nap I heard Asher cry as he was getting his diaper changed. I went over to hug my little boy and as I was putting him on my shoulder I said "Oh Asher, do you miss Mommy? There's a time for Grandma and a time for Mommy huh?" Asher with perfect timing cooed his response with a sigh "Ahh" and then nuzzled himself to my shoulder.

Look at my tired boys! They got worn out helping Mommy.

Grumpy Gallbladder

Six weeks after Asher's birth my gallbladder wanted to come out too. According to the ultrasound tech who did my ulrasound I had a very unhappy gallbladder. It had at least 6 stones and was inflamed. What gallbladder wouldn't be unhappy? I had a gallbladder attack Tue Aug 28th, went into the Dr that next day, didn't have an ultrasound until Thurs and Friday when I had another attack we went to the ER cuz the pain was excruciating! Sat morning I got my gallbladder out and Sunday I finally got to go home. During this time Asher was watched by loving friends and family. I have no idea what I would have done without them. 

Heavenly Father seriously does watch over us. Friday night when we went to the ER our friends Spike and Shelly graciously watched Asher while we were trying to figure what to do. Having already keep them to nearly midnight I couldn't ask them to watch him any longer, even though I'm sure they would have. I called my friend Michelle who had 6 kids (I figured one more would hardly be noticeable) if she'd be willing to take Asher over night and Sat while Jeron worked. She was a life savor and thank goodness her kids loved him. Her oldest, Vanessa would hardly let anyone else hold him and her youngest decided that Asher is now his little brother. :) One of the biggest miracles was that until the week before Michelle thought that her 8 year old would be getting baptized that day. The change "messed up" Michelle's well thought out plans but thankfully Heavenly Father had a better plan that worked out better for all of us.

Little Asher's working on his signing.. Here's him saying "I love you". We're working on keeping his thumb out.