Memorial Weekend

My parents came down for Memorial Day weekend to spend some time with us (and by that I mean Colby :) ) and to get to know Jory's future in-laws a little better.

Saturday morning we cheered on my aunt, Paula, as she finished the Timpanogos Trail Marathon.  Course description: 

"This is a very challenging marathon course. If you run a 3:30 marathon expect to finish this race between 5-6 hours. There is a lot of elevation gain as you can see on the elevation map. This course is all run on mountain trail and fire road. There are sections of [ascent] and [descent] that are very technical; possible snow, possible stream crossings, and rocky/steep areas with exposed cliffs."

It was pouring rain the entire time and she did amazing...and for some reason she wants to do it again next year so basically, she's Iron Woman.

That night we went out for dinner with Mama and Papa Swendsen at P.F. Chang's.  This was Colby's maiden voyage in fine dining and he was a champ.  This opens a new world of Friday date night possibilities for me and the mister.

Jory and Em making empanadas for Sunday dinner

Goodnight Moon 

Mom and Colby decided to take the traditional Sunday nap while Dad and I went on a walk on campus.  Sunday strolls with my dad are something I miss since leaving home (it's our uninterrupted dad-daughter time).   Some of our best conversations happen on walks.

And then our glorious three-day weekend was over, but with Jordan's wedding right around the corner, I'm sure we'll see them soon.

6 Months

Weight: 15 lbs 14 oz, 25th percentile

Length: 26.5 inches, 50th percentile

Head: 17 inches, 40th percentile

: :  I wake up in the morning to the sounds of Colby talking to himself in bed
: :  Every joint has a dimple (and there are two in his elbows)
: :  He sits up, but refuses to roll onto his stomach

: :  He has an aversion to sunlight, wind, rain, and cold (basically, our little man is not a fan of the outdoors), but he loves grass
: :  He giggles

: :  Everything within hands reach will eventually make it in his mouth

: :  Rice cereal was a big hit

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Solar Eclipse

I was sprawled out on the couch, seeking the inner strength needed to get up and visit my neighbor, when Robb told me he wanted to make a pinhole projector to watch the solar eclipse through.  He immediately jumped on the computer and I came home to find this:

I constantly stand in awe of my husband.  

But after admiring his handiwork for a few minutes, we still had to wait for the celestial bodies to align, so we started preparing for another exciting event--Ebert/Rigby Sunday waffles.

Sunday waffles with the Ebert family date back as far as I can remember...and it's amazing (I mean, how can you go wrong with fabulous food and company? I submit that you cannot).

Here are my delightful dinner guests (as a member of the Rigby household, Jordan naturally came) 

...and our sumptuous feast

I was expecting an eclipse to be a little more...well, noticeable.  The sky did get a little bit darker, but unless you knew about it in advance (thank you, Facebook) you would miss it.  Here Nik is demonstrating the proper use of the pinhole projector.

This picture was taken afterwards to show how the projector allows you to watch the eclipse indirectly

Pretty neat, huh?

12 on 12: May 2012

01. Breakfast
02. Morning Skype session with Grandma Rigby
03. Nap time
04. Inheritance on Audio book (for my inner nerd)
05. Road trip
06. Not a fan of the wet stuff
07. Bridal Veil Falls
08. Stained glass at the Orem Library
09. Colby's reading for the week
10. Bath time
11. Homemade Chicken Alfredo pizza
12. Rebecca (I love Hitchcock)

*The premise of 12 on 12 is to take 12 pictures on the 12th of each month that capture how you spent the day.  I like the idea of recording these little glimpses into the daily doings of our household.  We'll see if I can keep this up :)

3 Years

While pondering how to spend our 3rd anniversary, we came across this advertisement: "Art is in the eye of the beholder, and the same holds true of 'bad art.' When you get some of Salt Lake City’s most noteworthy artists to create their version of intentionally bad art, the results are special, indeed. If you’re looking for dogs playing poker, a heartfelt depiction of Elvis, or children with enormous, soulful eyes, the Bad Art Show at Kayo Gallery may be just the spot."

We were intrigued, so we drove up to Salt Lake City (thank you, Jory and Em for babysitting!) only to find the gallery was going out of business and closed early.  Oh, well.

We wandered around downtown for a bit and ended our evening at a  lovely little place called Layla's for dinner (if you're ever in Holladay and in the mood for Lebanese, we highly recommend it).

I love my little family so much and this past year only reminded me once again how amazing my husband is.   Thank you, Robb, for another wonderful year.  I'm so grateful you're mine.

3 years strong and life couldn't possibly better be.

P.S.  My little brother, Jordan, is now engaged to this lovely lady.  Welcome to the family!!!