Sink baby...

Sometimes you just need to see a picture of the cutest baby in the world loving taking a tubby in the kitchen sink.

Five reasons...

This picture was taken at a delicious hibachi grill restaurant in Bettendorf, Iowa mere hours after my handsome hubster graduated in October. Nothing to celebrate years of hard work like gorging yourself on meat and veggies and rice while your chef chucks and spins incredibly sharp knives and sets a tower of grilling onions on fire just 3 feet away from you and about singes off your baby girl's hair. It was a good day.

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So, I suddenly had a hankering to post 5 reasons why I like my husband. And like him I do.

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1. He changes our oil in our van. May sound lame to some, but I really appreciate it. It saves us a ton of money, and I don't have to listen to the goobers at the Quickie Lubey Changey tell this little southern miss who can't possibly know anything about automobiles about how they should probably use Italian imported oil made out of cats and the shavings of diamonds to give my van a better shot at running longer because she sure is looking in rough shape. And they should probably do an entire oil tranny coolant adamantium system flush because surely it'll break down by next week if I don't. The whole thing will only cost $587.33 so would I like to pay with debit or credit? I'll think I'll pay with cred....

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2. He loves our daughter. Love love love love love love love love loves her. Times a bajillion. Every single night after we kneel down and say family prayers and I kiss her face off, he takes her upstairs and he sits in her rocking chair and gives her a bottle and sings Primary songs to her and rocks her to sleep. Oh but there's more. You didn't just think that he sat there with only a bottle and our baby in his arms, did you? It wouldn't be Dean if he didn't also have his Petzl headlamp on (Pants, best $30 gift you've ever given, he's used the crud out of it) with a book in hand. After Kara falls asleep, click click, and his headlamp's on and he's reading his book while still holding our sleepy baby. Sometimes he'll read and snuggle her for only 10 minutes after she's asleep, but let's be real, most of the time it's at least a half hour, if not an hour. And I think that's the sweetest thing in the world. See?

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3. He makes the best tater tots and eggs I've ever had. And honey baked ham. And this Mexican dip. Mmmmmm.....

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4. He is the whitest dancer I've ever seen and I LOVE IT! Sometimes I'll start dancing, and I'll come up to him and start dancing with him and then he starts shaking his groove thang and.... you just have to see it. It's hilarious and oh-so-cute.

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5. He is a chiropractor. And he adjusts me whenever I need/want him to. And he is good at it. And I love that about him. And I love him.

I do this begrudingly....

That's it. I must end the harassment. I'll blog already.

Sooooo, news in the Sheldon household...

First and most importantly, I am in a family way!!! Can you tell I've been watching Little House on the Prairie?

This little chunky bundle of lovey love will be joining our family in mid October and we can't wait. I've been feeling pretty good so far, with a couple of days of pure misery from being sick, but at least I'm not nonstop sick 24/7 like I was with Kara so I'm counting this as a win. We're excited to have 2 little kids filling our house with poopy diapers, milk milk and more milk, and more love than these walls can contain.

We moved to a neighboring city in WA in Jan because Dean landed himself a nice job working with 2 other chiros. He likes his job. I like our new place. Win win. But the best part is that Kara actually has room to run around and plenty of places to hide her toys in nooks and crannys for me to randomly find them. Mr. Potato Head may never have a full face again because I can't find all the parts thanks to a 13 month old little miss.

We still aren't completely unpacked and we've been here a month already. For shame. I can't believe how much stuff we have, and we still need to buy a bookcase or two for Dean's billions of books and we need an entertainment center that is bigger than a breadbox. Point being, I used to not mind unpacking but then I realized that was when we had no belongings. Now, I'd rather rip off my own toe nails one by one than open one more box to see what lies inside.

We had a fun and busy busy busy Christmas season. Lots of family funtivities. Kara loved having everyone over and she was a bit disappointed when it was just she and I during the day after everyone left.

Kara turned 1 on New Year's Eve and decided to make it extra memorable by taking her first steps that night also. Now she's a walking machine but still falls down pretty regularly. She says mama, dada, ball (sounds like bahh), baba, num num, bye, every animal sound you can imagine, and today she said lell low (yellow). She's pretty much a baby genius.

Now you're caught up, and I have another 6 months before I have to blog again.

My baby, my heart...

Ooohhhh, a paci!!!!

Dance dance dance, dance in my diapie pants!!!


My little roaring lioness!

Hey Mommy. I remember bring upsidedown like this for 9 months in your tummy!

Stop tickling me Mommy! Ok, don't stop. More!!

Here comes the bee!!! Buuzzzzzzzz....

Sweet snuggle bug. She is my heart.

Mmmmm, so warm and snuggly.

Be still my beating heart. I want to eat her up.

Kara loves to snuggle with her Mommy under her robe.

Monstro-baby!!!!

Daddy, I'll attack you!!!!

Kara's new trick. She thinks it's hilarious to look through her legs. She's right, it is.

Big baby buns.

King baby of the mountain!!!! I'll take you down Daddy!

I LOVE KARA!!!! I was born to be her mother.

Daylin, I'd better show you how to upgrade Master Chief on Halo. I'll take that controller, thank you very much.

You spend how much on diapie's for me per month? Wow, I guess I'd better start pulling my weight around here.

Sweet little Kara, you more than pull your weight around here with giving us kisses and random screechings all the time. That's all the payment we need.

I love you Auntie Makenna.

Someone, who shall remain nameless, (*cough* Oma *cough*) gave Kara her first taste of cotton candy last Saturday.

Look at my sweet little butterfly that was airbrushed onto my cheek.

Beyonce's got nothin' on Kara...

No, really, I think my heart is going to explode from how much I love my daughter.

My little Miss Kara Faith has just discovered dancing, and she looooooves to get her groove on. So much, in fact, that she falls over from shakin' her money maker too much...

Laughing little lady...

Holy moly, the sound of Kara laughing nonstop makes my heart throw up love for her everywhere. Even though it sounds like I'm puking in the video, I promise I'm not. I'm making a ugly/scary face at her and the sounds to go along with it and apparently it was the funniest thng she's ever seen in her whole life.

5 more for ya...

Jaba the Baby. She's the biggest chunk that's ever chunked.

She likes to think her paci is an extension of her mouth.

Must....inspect....paci.

Yup. Passes inspection. Commence sucking.

GIVE ME MY PACI BACK!!!!!