I know, I know, I should schedule all these posts so that I’m only posting one a day for the next week instead of a million posts all in one night, but if I add one more step to the blogging process, I just might not do it at all! So just take it for what it is, please?
One of Rushton’s favorite pastimes these days is putting on our shoes – both mine and Jake’s. The best is when he tries to walk in boots or high tops, like so:
Seriously, never a dull moment with this kid around. (And FYI, we’ll find out the gender of our next kid NEXT WEEK! Your thoughts?)
Last week I got to see my old roommate Krystal and her cute little twin babies – they came all the way from DC! It was FREEZING outside so I put Rush in a new hat he got from Grandma Spurlock for Christmas, and he looked pretty adorable if I do say so myself!
1. I love Rummikub. Friday night we had my cousin Heather and her husband Josh over for games and pie. It was a blast for most of us, but poor Josh had about 30 tiles or more on his board before he could even start playing. We ended up using almost every single tile that round, so we got a little crazy and put them all in order. As you can tell, things get pretty wild at the Spurlock house after 8 p.m.
2. Jake’s beard. Ugh. I’ve asked this before, but what IS IT with guys and beards???????? It is just an outward declaration of their manliness or is it more than that? I understand the occasional weekend or vacation stubble, but I still can’t stand it. I don’t want to look it, touch it, let alone kiss it. Gross. Thankfully, Jake finally shaved it off this morning after about a month of serious pleading from yours truly. Good riddance!
And 3. (even though I said there were only 2), check out Jake’s new teeth! Bet you’d never be able to tell they’re implants. Handsome, no?
Sorry if you feel like this blog is in a feast/famine cycle (as in, I post a bunch in one day, then I go a whole month without posting anything, then I post a bunch more one day, then nothing… etc.). But it is what it is!
Rushton loves coloring these days. If I even have a pen out to write a grocery list, he insists on getting his own paper and pen or crayons. Most of our pictures look pretty much the same: basketballs, footballs, tennis balls, baseballs, and the occasional soccer ball (when I’m feeling artistically ambitious). Even when we’re coloring in a coloring book, Rush could care less about the picture already on the page. He just wants me to draw balls.
This picture is a perfect example of about every coloring page we do, as well as a perfect example of how Rush will NOT sit still for a picture. As soon as he sees the camera, he just wants to get behind it and look at pictures that I’ve already taken. Tons of my pictures these days are of him trying to get the camera from me. Cute enough I guess, but soon we’ll have a new baby that will LOVE getting his/her picture taken! (or at least it won’t try to steal the camera from me for a few months)
My good friend Mandy and I get together at least once a week. It started out as playdates for our little boys, but I think now it’s more for us as much as it’s for them. It’s nice to have a good friend so close with someone to entertain Rush, too! Anyways, she invited us over one day to do handprints and footprints in salt dough. They turned out super cute, but sadly, they ended up cracking. So we tried again another day, and those cracked, too. So, for posterity’s sake, this picture will just have to do. Cute, huh?
Sometimes a certain little someone refuses to sit in his highchair for breakfast. Especially on mornings when he’s feeling extra big because he slept in a big bed the night before. He also refused to drink out of a sippy cup because apparently sippy cups are only for babies. Sheesh…
Sunday (yesterday) was a big day here at the Spurlock household… Rush moved into a BIG BED!!! I didn’t think this day would come so quickly or suddenly, but it did, and so far, we’re surviving. (And if this kind of post strikes you as boring, I’m totally not offended. You can stop reading immediately!)
As any of you with little ones would agree, Sundays can be the worst if you have church during naptime. And so it is with us. Yesterday I left church a little early (I’m sure the Lord understands) so I could put a very tired and sad Rushton down for a nap, and when I went to leave him in his crib, he almost jumped out trying to lunge for me as I left the room. I caught him, but I decided right then and there that he was no longer safe in his crib. Over the past several months, as he’s been getting taller, I’ve known this day was coming, but I thought I still had at least until the spring. No so. So when Jake got home from church, he moved the crib into the guest room (the new baby’s room) and a twin mattress up to Rushton’s room.
The first night went surprisingly better than I had expected – I read to him, turned off the lights and sang to him while laying next to him on his bed, and when I was pretty sure he was asleep, I crept out. But he caught me just as I made it to the door. 🙁 I quickly closed the door and heard him run to the door crying, but he stopped crying within 30 seconds or so. When I checked on him an hour later, he was totally in his bed, facing the right way, on his pillow, fast asleep. And he slept until 10 a.m. this morning. Success!
Naptime today was less successful – we did our reading/singing routine but as soon as I left, he cried and cried and cried for a good 15-20 minutes. He finally stopped, but about a half hour later he started crying again for another 5 minutes. This happened once or twice more, but by the time he really woke up, he’d been in there for about an hour and a half, so I guess that was good enough.
Then tonight we did the same nightime thing as last night, but he was totally asleep when I left so no tears! I hope that soon I’ll be able to just sit on his mattress next to him while I sing (instead of lay [or is it lie?] down) because the more pregnant I get, the harder it’s going to be to get my pregnant self up and down from a bed that’s practically on the floor. But instead of leaving you with that happy visual, I’ll leave you with a picture of the tiny boy on his gigantic bed. Sweet dreams, folks!
My last post was about Thanksgiving, so I guess I’m due for another one. December just kind of came and went. We put up Christmas decorations, Rush took all the ornaments off of the tree within about 2 days, Rushton got quite sick for about a week (105.3 fever at its worst!), I got sick, Utah County stayed frozen solid for way too long (and still is), we celebrated Christmas in Salt Lake with the Spurlocks, and then we had a pretty low key but fun New Year’s Eve. And Jake worked and Rush and I did our home thing most days, too. After all of the traveling in November, I was glad to spend December mostly at home. (Do I sound unexcited? I don’t mean to, it was really a pretty therapeutic month – I really liked it.)
And here are some photos since I know that’s the best part of any blog!
Just because his face is so cute… (Can’t you hear him going “aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh”?)
My sad, sick little boy at the doctor’s office. His cheeks and chin get so red with a fever. 🙁
Rush found the box of cornstarch I was using as baby powder for him, and he decided it looked better on his head/shirt/pants/floor than it did on his bum.
After several days of being cooped up in the house with a sick baby, we went out for a lunch date at the best little local pizza joint (Village Pizza in EM). Rush very much enjoyed his Skittles and water with a straw.
“All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go…”
Jake’s parents took Rushton one night so that we could have a little break (mostly I needed a break from Rush) and we totally lived it up! Our first activity? I had a baby appointment and Jake got new front teeth – at LONG last. It’s been 3 1/2 years since he lost his teeth in a boating/tubing accident and he’s been dealing with fake teeth ever since. We celebrated his first meal with REAL fake teeth (implants) at Chili’s. I was thoroughly unimpressed and overall disappointed with Chili’s, but it was nice to go out sans toddler. The next day he went to work for a half day, I have no idea what I did, and then we went to the temple quickly before meeting Jake’s parents (and picking Rush up) at our sister-in-law’s sister’s wedding reception. Rush looked sooooooo cute in his tie, don’t you think?!
Christmas morning at the Spurlock home – Rush loved the slinky from Dad. I thought it would have been destroyed by lunchtime, but it’s surprisingly still in tact!
And what’s a Christmas blog post without a picture of the little one unwrapping a present?
And last, Rush being crazy for the camera.
I hope you all had a wonderful holiday! And I hope you all make it through January. January is an entire month long worth of snowy Mondays. Every year I wish and pray my very very hardest that there will be NO SNOW IN UTAH this winter. Every year the snow comes anyways. Guess you just can’t take the California out of the girl, eh?