So, on Sunday evening when we had my sister and her husband over, Noah decided to come over to me and pull my shirt down so that EVERYTHING was revealed and said, "BABY INSIDE!" The more I kept trying to pull my shirt up, the more insistent he was about pulling it down and telling me that I had a baby in my boobs. I was finally able to correct him and redirect him to my stomach, where the baby really is!
After Sarah and James went home, me, Scott and Noah were hanging out in my front room upstairs. Noah kept playing with the screen on the fireplace and Scott asked him to stop. I wish I had had a camera because Noah gave Scott the dirtiest crusty I have ever seen! He scowled at him from the side with his brow furrowed and everything. Scott and I busted up laughing because it was so funny! Then Noah started laughing and he and Scott got into a tickle fight. I loved watching my boys roll around on the floor, laughing and tickling each other. Throughout the rest of the night, Noah kept running up to Scott to give him dirty looks but would start laughing almost the second he gave the look. He's my silly little boy :)

Its been too long

It has been so long since I blogged that I forgot I had one! I was talking to someone who mentioned their blog and it made me think, "BLOG! I have a blog!" So I logged onto my blog and read my old posts. I really wish that I had posted more since Noah was born, I have been such a slacker. I know that I have said it before, but I am going to try so hard to be better at this thing! Its important that I write down these fun things that Noah does while I still remember them.
Noah LOVES trains, going 'boom' in dad's truck and making messes. He loves to go on walks, go down slides, mow his bubble lawnmower behind Scott while Scott mows the lawn and LOVES to laugh and be funny. When he does something silly, he says, "silly! laugh!" Here are some pictures of Noah being SILLY! :)

My vampire

Did you know that I have a vampire that lives in my house? He's about 33 inches tall and likes to trick people into thinking he's a silly baby. Then, just when he's completely deceived you, he SNAPS! He comes at you sort of like a snake and then he chomps down and laughs with glee as you scream and try to pry him off of you. Once he has his jaws of steel clamped down, and the giggles are coming out, its nearly impossible to pry him off without doing damage to your skin (further than what he all ready caused). I'm not sure if he's trying to draw blood, or if he just likes the taste of his mama's flesh, but whatever it is- IT HURTS! Tonight, just after I had got him all ready for bed, I was holding him and looking at him face to face. I told him I loved him and he smiled, then he opened his mouth, grabbed my face and went in for what I thought was going to be one of his slobbery kisses, just as I closed my eyes to brace myself for the goo that would then be on my face, he redirected his mouth and bit down as hard as he could on my neck. And he was laughing as I was trying my hardest to unclamp his jaw. Scott just sat and watched. He's seen this scenario before, and he knows not to get involved, or he too could become a victim. Or at least that's what I think he's doing.. here are some pictures of my bite. I'm going to have a lot of explaining to do to people that will see me tomorrow. At least my husband was a witness that this bite did in fact come from a baby, his own flesh and blood (who just wanted a taste of my flesh and blood apparently), Noah. Yes folks, it was Noah. Don't let his cute face trick you, or you might be sporting one of his love bites before long.

I'm a geezer

So, growing up I'd always look at people that were married and had children as though they were SO much older and so adult. Here I am about to turn 27 and I don't feel old. Here are two recent examples that opened my eyes as to just how "grown up" I am now.
-The other night, I spoke with Scott about having the missionaries over for dinner. He said, "Why?" and I said, "That's what people in the ward do, they feed the elders! Don't you remember your parents doing that when you were growing up?" and he said, "well yeah, but people that have the missionaries over are grown-ups, with kids and stuff like that. " me, "And how do we not fall into that category?" Scott, "grown-ups have a dining table, we don't" me, "What's that thing in the kitchen that seats 4?" and to this statement...silence..that's all I got. He and I both realized, we're sort of growing up.
-My next example is this; I was cleaning out my closet a couple weeks ago and I found 3 rolls of undeveloped film. So I took them to Target, they said that they'd have to ship the film out and it'd be back in about 10 days. I was thinking, "man, what happened to the days of one hour photo?" Apparently, these days that only applies to digital photos. So, yesterday I went to Target to pick up my film and the teenager behind the counter handed me the rolls and said, "These are blank" to which I responded, "see here on the cartridge? it says that the roll has been used and has photos on it?" (there was a tab indicating that). He just started blankly at me. So I continued, "could it be that it expired?" he said, "I don't know, we don't know much about camera film. Just digital" And that my friends, is where I felt like a geezer. So I quickly responded, "Oh..well, yeah...of course! I mean, -I- didn't use these recently! I have a digital camera.. I just found these in the back of my closet from years ago..." And then I walked off realizing that the years of film are apparently over..

Noah's first REAL haircut

Before today, I've cut Noah's hair 4 times. Just a couple trims on his bangs, and on his mullet. I decided it was time for a real hair cut, so we went to Cookie Cutter's today at 10:45am to be specific! Noah got to sit in a "hot rod" for his hair cut while he watched a DVD with Elmo in it. I blew bubbles at him and he did so great sitting still for his haircut. I think that was mostly because he was confused about everything that was going on. I miss his curls like crazy, but with summer coming, I think this new 'do will be a lot cooler for him.

Wow I'm behind..

So the other day I was complaining to Scott that more than a year of Noah's life has gone by and there is so much of it that I haven't written down in a journal or anything like that. He suggested that every other night or so that I get online and update my blog. Isn't he a genius?! I think so. So here is a little update.
Noah is 14 months old. He doesn't walk yet, but he scoots all over the place on his bum. It's very cute, but I'm afraid that he'll wear the bottoms out on all his pants! Every time I try to get him to stand, he just thinks its time to jump. I've been working with him a lot lately on this, and he just has no desire to walk. My doctor said that its probably because of his size (he's in the 90th percentile) and because of frequent ear infections. The frequent ear infections can throw off his equilibrium and make it harder for him to balance to crawl or walk. I'm not too worried about it yet because my older brother didn't walk until like 16 months.
Noah LOVES to play patty cake, he claps his hands and "rolls" them like he's rolling the dough and then he throws his hands in the air and smiles! He loves to clap at people and laugh at everything. Lucy (our dog) is his favorite. When he gets up in the morning he wants to go right to Lucy's crate and wake her up. Lucy is very patient with him when he pulls her tail and her ears. We're trying to teach him to be more gentile.
Another thing that he loves is sitting by the big window at his Grandma and Grandpa Bingham's house. He loves to sit there with his grandpa and stare out the window. Noah points at everything he sees and exclaims in a loud whisper, "shashawshh" or other whispers that don't make sense. He laughs when he sees grandpa come up the stairs and crys if grandpa doesn't take him right to the window to look outside. I think Noah would be content looking out the window for days. Well, that's it for today. I'm going to go watch some Heroes with Scotty b. I'll be better about updating, at least for my sake. It helps me to feel organized :)

Noah~

Guess what? It's another post about Noah!! Really its just pictures. Sorry about the red-eye.

Noah had just rolled onto his tummy in these pictures. He was so proud of himself!

One of Noah's favorite things is when Scott swings him into the air. He loves it! and Scott loves hearing his roars of laughter about it!

This is an older picture of Noah taking a nap in Grandpa's arms. He loves the time he spends over at Richard and Jean's. He has become an expert at convincing them to snuggle him all day long.

Hope you enjoyed the updated pictures! I especially like the one with Noah's crazy hair!

This is a picture of Noah that was taken when he was about 4 and a half months old. I'm such a slacker with loading my pictures onto the computer. So as soon as I get that done, I'll post more recent ones.

Mr.Wiggles 6 months old!

The last two nights Noah's woke up at 3am to be fed and hasn't wanted to go to bed after. So we've just put him in his crib and turned the mobile on. He lays there and talks to his mobile, and his stuffed turtle and eventually falls back asleep. I don't know how long it takes him though, because I go back to bed. Yesterday he was so funny when he woke up. When I went in to get him out of his crib, he was turned and looking up at his turtle and talking to him about things. Maybe he was discussing about how he was going to ignore me, because when I went in there and said, "good morning sweet little man!" and put my hands on his waist, he didn't even acknowledge me, just went on talking to his turtle. So I picked him up and he kept looking back at his turtle. Then I put him on the changing table and tickled him and talked to him. he was smiling and stuff, but wouldn't look at me (he's such a little tease!). He just looked all around the room and let out deep sighs in-between his babbling, which was loud enough that the turtle could hear. So I said, "Hey mister!" and put my nose against his and kissed his neck a bunch. then he smiled again and looked into my eyes. silly boy! Anywho. So yesterday afternoon he went to the doctor for his 6 month check up. He was laughing very hard when Dr.Potter was feeling his tummy to make sure his insides were all good. And he was laughing and kicking his legs (I was holding him on my lap) while Dr. Potter was talking to me about all Noah's stats and developments. He loves to hear Dr.Potter talk. After Noah had his shots, he was just screaming and crying, but as soon as Dr.Potter came in to talk to him, he immediately stopped crying to listen to what he was saying. He's such a sweet little boy. He weighs 20lbs and 2 ounces. He's 26 inches long. So he's in the 90th percentile for weight and the 50th percentile for length!

The history of Leah's cars

Last week I bought a new car, well, new to me. So I thought I'd put a detailed history of all my cars up on my blog because I am sure you all care what cars I had, when and why I loved them. Right? Sure. Here we go!

My first car was a 1992 Ford AeroStar. My mom got this car when I was in 5th grade and it was the funnest car that we ever had as a family. I loved it. Then, when I turned 16, my mom got my dad's old Ford Explorer (it was purple, he thought it was like blue or something. That's a different story though) I inherited the 1992 Ford AeroStar. BUT, it was going to be donated to the Kidney Foundation or something because my parents thought it was a piece of trash. Sure, you had to put transmission fluid in it before you drove it, and you had to let it run for like 10 minutes before you drove it every day, but it was the best. My friends, Lindsey and Angie and I would take it to A&W on lunch period and hit this bump they had in the parking lot at full speed. We would fly that van through the air and land hard. It was so much fun! I think that was the only reason that we went to A&W for lunch everyday! Eventually, the kidney foundation took the car from me, and I was so sad. I loved hanging out in that car. I'd pack all my friends in there and drive everywhere in that thing.

My next car was a 1986 Honda Accord LX-i. I bought this car from a lady that worked with my dad. It had a manual transmission, so I basically learned how to drive it that first day. It was crazy driving that thing that first day. I remember I stalled it in the Carls Jr drive thru! Anywho. We called this car; "LeButt" the van, was known as; "LeBus" after the bus company. So it seemed only perfect that we name this car LeButt because it really did have a nice bum. One night while I was out driving like the maniac that I am, I ran a red light and hit a drunk driver. He took off and a police officer that was at the intersection went after him, that's how I know he was drunk. Anywho, I went to a junk yard to get the parts that I needed to fix my car. I bought I black eyelid (the casing for my headlight) and a blue fender. Then my door handle broke, so I got a silver one of those. My car was sort of a champagne color to begin with. My grandma paid for me to get it painted for my 17th birthday. I got it painted black. It was beautiful! Anything that broke on that car, I fixed it. I loved working on my car. It was lots of fun. Then I was driving to work one day and it wouldn't stay in gear. I pulled off to the side of the road, and my dad came and picked me up. My dad is a big believer on, "if its broken, buy a new one!" So instead of fixing my car, we bought a new one.

1995 Suzuki Sidekick

It took me a long time to develop a love and appreciation for this car. It was fun to drive. But I missed my Honda. My dad sort of talked me into this car. He said I needed something that had 4-wheel drive for the Utah winters, which is true. It was in my price range. So I got it. In reality, this was the best car yet. It NEVER had anything wrong with it. I loved it! The speedometer went to 90mph and you better believe that I drove it that fast all the time! Above the glove box there was a big long handlebar that people would hold onto as I drove like my maniac self. Scott called this car a roller skate. My boss called it a jet ski, he'd say, "I didn't know they allowed jet-ski's on the freeway!" If it was at all windy outside, I'd be blown across the road, this car was light as a feather. I grew to love and appreciate this car though. I had some subwoofers in the back and nice speakers, I swear the bass in my car would make it bounce to its destinations. I loved it. But then, last June, I blew the head gasket. I say that -I- did that because if I had been paying attention to the temp gauge, I would've noticed it over heating. It was time to get a new car anyway because I had just found out I was pregnant, and i would need a safer car.

So I purchased a 2007 Subaru Impreza

I love this car, in fact I still own it and it is for sale if anyone is interested!! Its fun to drive. I got the windows tinted, its so nice! It doesn't get blown across the freeway by a gust of wind and it handles very well. However, I have to scoot the passenger seat forward in order to get Noah's car seat in the backseat, and I have to practically jam the stroller into the trunk. Its not going to last very long as a family car. So bought a new car! Yep, I now have three car payments as I am waiting for my Subaru to sell.

My newest car is the 2005 Honda CRV. I love this car. It has a sunroof, something I've never had before! And Noah's car seat fits perfectly in the back. The stroller fits great in the very back and I bet you that I could even get a subwoofer in there as well! I really like this car and I look forward to packing a couple more kids in there as the years go by.

Thanks for reading this extremely interesting post... I'm sure you were as entertained as I was

Rosanne

I love the television show Roseanne. You probably think I'm nuts. But here is a little back round. Growing up, I wasn't allowed to watch it, it was considered "trash". You see, my dad went to high school with Roseanne Barr, he wasn't a big fan of her to say the least. I didn't really ever have a desire to watch it when I was growing up. Everything my parents said was always the truth. So when they said that Roseanne was a no good show, I took their word. Flash forward 15 years. I start dating a handsome man with the name of Scotty B, one day he did something unthinkable, he put the TV on Nick-at-Nite and Roseanne was on. "Ugh! this is trash, change the channel" Scott declined, and I was forced to watch the show or leave the room. I watched it, and when another episode came on right after, I watched that one as well. I was hooked. Now, I own the first four seasons. My family thinks that I've lost my mind, I'm sure. I bet my dad has considered disowning me. The reason I don't own any seasons after the 4th is because it almost became a different TV show towards the end of the 4th season. The show was more cynical and just not as funny.

Anywho, I posted this blog because I was just talking to Scott and telling him how I'd like to watch some season one of Roseanne tonight. You're welcome to come over or we could schedule a Roseanne-a-thon!

Here are some pics of our little family. Is it wrong of me that I love Noah's pouting face? Its the saddest thing in all the world, sometimes we wont even know why he's doing it. In this picture, he had just woken up from a nap in Scott's arms. Maybe he had a bad dream or something. Who knows.

motherhood

I know that I probably talk about this all too much. But, being a mother is the best decision that I ever made. It's very hard work at times, but I have never felt so much joy and purpose in my life as I do now. When I was growing up, I didn't want to get married let alone have children. I'm glad that I changed my mind. Every little thing that Noah does melts my heart. Being a mother definitely changes your life and priorities, but its worth all of it. He's growing up so fast, and although I enjoy the new things he does every day, I miss the things he doesn't do anymore. He used to squeak all the time when he was a newborn, and make the sweetest little breathing noises when he'd eat. Now he makes lots and lots of noises like he's telling us stories. I used to rock him to sleep in his rocking chair, and now he just wants to be put in bed wide awake so that he can watch his Jungle Mobile before he dozes off to sleep on his own. He's becoming much more independent of me. He likes to lay on the floor and play with his toys most of the time instead of sitting on my lap. But I love every change and every new thing. I hope that he will have a very long and happy life.

our baby boy

Here are some pictures of Noah, our first child. He was born February 16th, 2009. He weighed 10lbs 6oz and was 21 1/2 inches long! He was born with a full head of dark hair and it has only gotten longer since then.

My first mothers day!

Sunday was my very first mother's day. Scott got up with Noah when he woke up for the day at 8:30 and let me sleep in! I woke up at 9:30 and went downstairs to where Scott and Noah were hanging out. Noah was sitting on the couch holding a card that said, "mom" on it. The handwriting looked like he wrote it all by himself, I have a sneaking suspicion that it was really Scott that wrote it... Anywho, the card was a picture of Lionus from Charlie Brown holding his blankie, it said, "There are two things that always make me feel better, this and you!" Scott picked that card out because Noah sort of looks like Lionus because of his crazy hair and also because I have a baby blanket from growing up that I'm still attached to. I don't sleep with it or anything, but he is folded up by my bed just in case a monster is to make an appearance and I need protection.
After hanging out with Noah and Scott for a minute, I got myself and Noah ready for church. Primary was first and Noah had the best time. He sat on my lap and smiled at everyone and everything. Then when singing time came about, he decided to start singing along. He was singing very loud, "GAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! OOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" Everyone thought he was so cute! Then when singing time ended, he got cranky and was ready for a nap. But he couldn't sleep with the loud primary kids around. So I dropped him off back home with Scott and went back for the rest of church.
Also, my mom is in town because my sister had her baby. So my mom came up to my house for a little bit to visit with us. It was so great to hang out with her. She thought that Noah had grown a ton since she last saw him.

Here it is!

Okay, so for the longest time now, my friends have been nagging me to start a blog. I really dont have an interesting life. I do the same things every day and not much changes. So my argument was that I dont have a single thing to write about. So here is the start of the most boring blog you will ever read!! If you ever need to be put to sleep, log on and read.