Brynn and I are still running on a few hours of sleep a night. So if you are looking for a cute or anecdotal story, go to Hallmark. Only pictures this time around folks...
Family Reunion at Bear Lake
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Thursday, September 18, 2008
The Freaking Garden of Eden
Londyn loves to go over to Papa's and play in his back yard. She will throw rocks in the waterfall, pick raspberries, and swing on the play set. If you have never been to Mr. Perkins' backyard, it is incredible. Here's a little taste of the glory.
(And to all you naysayers, this is in Taylorsville proper…)
Mucho props Grandpa.
(And to all you naysayers, this is in Taylorsville proper…)
Mucho props Grandpa.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Lou and the Grasshopper
Since Calan has been born the Perkins’ family has been on lockdown. You know how it is, you just don’t venture out much with a new born baby. But, Sunday was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, it smelled like Fall, Londyn had been cooped up for the last few weeks; it was time to get out. Nothing too adventurous: just a nice leisurely walk along the Jordan River Parkway.
It started out like any other walk. The sun on our faces, Londyn looking for “treasures” (a.k.a. rocks, flowers and bugs), all in all we were having a good time. Londyn especially liked the animals. We saw an ant, a spider; I even caught a frog and showed it to her. But the best part for Londyn was the grasshoppers. They were all over the walkway. I would put my foot next to a grasshopper and it would jump away and Londyn would laugh and laugh. “What a great day” I thought to myself. Then up ahead we saw a BIG grasshopper. It was bright green and probably 2 ½ inches long. As foolhardy as ever I stomped my foot behind the grasshopper, but in instead of jumping away (causing much laughter) it jumped right on Londyn’s bare left arm (causing pure terror). I will not even attempt to describe poor Londyn’s face as the massive grasshopper landed upon her, but suffice it to say she was reduced to a pile of panic and fear. As she violently shook her arm to rid her flesh of this leaping beast, at last the grasshopper dislodged itself from her arm and hopped away. The screaming and crying that followed were in Brynn’s words, “homesick”.
Since Sunday, this tale of trepidation and horror has been shared countless times in the Perkins’ home. Many a time a day, (including last night at 3 o’clock in the morning) Londyn will ask me to tell her the story of “Londyn and the Grasshopper”. She loves to hear me tell the tale. And every time I finish telling her of the day the hopping monster terrorized our Sunday walk, she looks at me with her big blue eyes, smiles her big toothy smile and says “He liked me Daddy! The grasshopper really liked my arm!”
To be honest, I have no idea if Londyn will be forever scarred by her run in with the grasshopper, or if she thinks she made a friend that day. Whichever the case, grasshoppers have now replaced “baby brother” as the # 1 topic in the Perkins’ home.
It started out like any other walk. The sun on our faces, Londyn looking for “treasures” (a.k.a. rocks, flowers and bugs), all in all we were having a good time. Londyn especially liked the animals. We saw an ant, a spider; I even caught a frog and showed it to her. But the best part for Londyn was the grasshoppers. They were all over the walkway. I would put my foot next to a grasshopper and it would jump away and Londyn would laugh and laugh. “What a great day” I thought to myself. Then up ahead we saw a BIG grasshopper. It was bright green and probably 2 ½ inches long. As foolhardy as ever I stomped my foot behind the grasshopper, but in instead of jumping away (causing much laughter) it jumped right on Londyn’s bare left arm (causing pure terror). I will not even attempt to describe poor Londyn’s face as the massive grasshopper landed upon her, but suffice it to say she was reduced to a pile of panic and fear. As she violently shook her arm to rid her flesh of this leaping beast, at last the grasshopper dislodged itself from her arm and hopped away. The screaming and crying that followed were in Brynn’s words, “homesick”.
Since Sunday, this tale of trepidation and horror has been shared countless times in the Perkins’ home. Many a time a day, (including last night at 3 o’clock in the morning) Londyn will ask me to tell her the story of “Londyn and the Grasshopper”. She loves to hear me tell the tale. And every time I finish telling her of the day the hopping monster terrorized our Sunday walk, she looks at me with her big blue eyes, smiles her big toothy smile and says “He liked me Daddy! The grasshopper really liked my arm!”
To be honest, I have no idea if Londyn will be forever scarred by her run in with the grasshopper, or if she thinks she made a friend that day. Whichever the case, grasshoppers have now replaced “baby brother” as the # 1 topic in the Perkins’ home.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Life with Two Kids
This was quite the eventful week. My sister Brooke had her baby girl on Labor Day, and she is so darling. It was also my first week home with two kids, and it was actually do-able. Of course Londyn always needs to go potty when I am feeding Cal, so I have learned to get her pants down, put her on the toilet, and wipe her all with one hand. Yes I know, probably not the most sanitary, but you do what you have to do. Londyn loves Calan. She is an excellent big sister. She is always asking if baby brother can lay with her for her naps, or if baby brother can come with us to grandmas, etc. The most challenging thing is leaving the house. On Friday we went to visit baby Oakley (Brooke's new baby girl), and it took me an hour and a half to get all of us ready and out the door. It was quite the event, and I was exhausted by the time we got home! I am sure I will adjust, but I am definitely not looking forward to when I have to go to the grocery store.
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