Naming a child, with your spouse.

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Two and a half months. My children all get this look from time to time, I love it.

Dan and I agreeing on a name when I was six months pregnant, was the soonest we decided on a name.

We had driven down to Texas for my sister’s August wedding, so we had ample time to talk names.

On our drive back to Missouri, Danny had his cellphone out and was telling me all the cool bird names he liked (because I really like the name Birdie, and we were trying to find a bird name for awhile).

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Birdie?

I smile when I hear ‘Kestrel’…my youngest sister could have been Kestrel.

So, from Houston, TX to Tulsa, Oklahoma, Danny and I tossed names back and forth.  Separately, he and I decided we liked the name Bell, but not as a first name.

Our little family made a really fast stop in Tulsa to stretch our legs and visit a close friend of mine.

My friend Rachel happens to now work at our alma mater, The University of Tulsa. It being August, the football team was in the middle of their two-a-day practices.

So, our brief stop was in the football training room to catch up with Rachel.

As she and I were catching up, one of the long time Orthopedic Doc’s came into the training room and joined our conversation.

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I think some things are truly meant to be.

Out of no-where, Rachel says to Dr. M, “So Katie and her husband are having a hard time choosing a name for their baby girl.”

Dr. M has been a long time friend of my mother’s family, so when he got a sparkle in his eye and said, “I know a nice name.” I knew he was going to say, “Adrien.”

Dr. M’s wife died of cancer in her early forties, and I have heard, for many years from my Grandmother, what a lovely and gracious lady she was. He never remarried and adopted The University of Tulsa athletics as his family (in addition to his children).

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Rachel and Dr M said how they liked the sound of Adrien (how his wife spelled her name) with our last name.

An hour later, Dan and I back in the truck swapping names again, I asked Danny what he thought of the name Adrien.

He said he liked it!

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Dan looked up the origin of the name, depending on where you look, “dark one” or “one who comes from Adria” which makes way more sense to me.

Adria is on the north eastern coast of Italy, sitting on the Adriatic Sea.

Now that Dan is neck deep with research in Water Engineering, it only makes sense that he said, “if we spell it ‘Adrian’ after the body of water.”

And that is how our sweet little Adrian Bell came to be named.

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Adrian Bell at three months!

Alert, Smiles all day, babbling, a great sleeper (when she isn’t sick) and trying to get up and walk to keep up with the boys.

 

The un-official Wedding Photos from my Baby Sister’s wedding.

Started the morning off in the waiting area with the kids.
Started the morning off in the waiting area with the kids and Aunt Kelsey (my oldest sister). My kid is in the back (wearing a white shirt, picking his nose).

And when I say the un-official photos, I mean, most of the photos posted here are of my kids…because this is my blog. 🙂

Nona and Grambo were there - Nona, you're hair is fabulous.
Nona and Grambo were there – Nona, you’re hair is fabulous.

Kaylan and Jeremiah were married on August 7th in the Houston LDS Temple.

Due to the bride and groom’s early arrival to the Temple and some family members still en-route, the group photos were delayed until after the Temple ceremony…

Not interested in taking photos.
Not interested in taking photos.
I am looking around for my cousins...
I am looking around for my cousins…
I'm 3 and I look cute, regardless of what I am doing.
I’m 3 and I look cute, regardless of what I am doing.

around 12:30.

Brother knotting a tie, flew in from Denver that morning.
Brother knotting a tie, flew in from Denver that morning. Brother wearing a pink bow tie just got called to Kumasi Ghana for his LDS Mission! Mom, looking fab.

I’m going to stop here and direct you back to my last post on this blog about the Houston, Texas heat.

What goes on inside these kids' heads? What is he thinking right in this moment?
What goes on inside these kids’ heads? What is he thinking right in this moment?

I want to keep the negativity off this post.

Waiting for the bride and groom to emerge from their newly minted status as Mr. and Mrs.
Waiting for the bride and groom to emerge from their newly minted status as Mr. and Mrs.

The good news is, almost everyone was smiling.

Yay!! They're married!
Yay!! They’re married!

We have a lot to smile about! My sister just got married to her best friend.

I still remember that feeling after being married and coming out of the Temple together...that's a good feeling.

I still remember that feeling after being married and coming out of the Temple together…that’s a good feeling.

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Also a bit surreal, “we’re married?”

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It’s amazing how such a small act, can lead to greater things.

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Like, kissing can lead to babies…

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or…so I have found.

Tyler begging for a swim.
Tyler begging for a swim.

In all seriousness, I recently read a talk given by an Apostle of the Lord titled, “Why Marriage, Why Family.

Trust me son, we all want to just in the fountain.
Trust me son, we all want to jump in the fountain.

I really loved the part where he said,

Kaylan with her brothers. Four years ago, when I got married, they were so much younger!!
Kaylan with the brothers. Four years ago, when I got married, they were so much younger!!

“It is [God] who in the beginning created Adam and Eve in His image, male and female, and joined them as husband and wife to become “one flesh” and to multiply and replenish the earth.21 ”

speaking of multiplying and replenishing, this cute sister was 36 weeks pregnant with her sixth child (in 10 years)!
speaking of multiplying and replenishing, this cute sister was 36 weeks pregnant with her sixth child (in 10 years)!

“Each individual carries the divine image, but it is in the matrimonial union of male and female as one that we attain perhaps the most complete meaning of our having been made in the image of God—male and female.

Neither we nor any other mortal can alter this divine order of matrimony. It is not a human invention. Such marriage is indeed “from above, from God” and is as much a part of the plan of happiness as the Fall and the Atonement.”

My stud, holding our sweet baby.
My stud, holding our sweet baby.

Marriage creates families, which is central to God’s plan of happiness.

Cute baby, boogers and all.
Cute baby, boogers and all.

See why this wedding was a big deal?

Groom with the menfolk.
Groom with the menfolk.

It was “the most complete meaning of our having been made in the image of God.”

Marriage and family has shown me how much I needed to change – to become more like Christ.

Having children has shown me how much further I need to go, to be more like Christ.

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I would have liked to have spent more time, just Danny and I before we started having children.

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I would have liked for him to see me normal for awhile…before the constant roller coaster of hormones.

In the four years I’ve been married, I’ll have had three kids.

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When I got hitched, I was an old maid, at 29 with expiring eggs; so, you know, I had to start popping those kiddies out.

Nieces and nephews.
Nieces and nephews.

Ahh, babies. More babies to come.

And more photos…stay tuned.

Gosh I love weddings – especially when it’s family!

While our family was down in Texas, back in March, we met up with my sister and her soon-to-be husband for a Sunday dinner.

Last sister to get hitched!
Last sister to get hitched!

As it turns out, the young man my sister is marrying is a good friend of my husband’s family…isn’t it nice how that works out?

After a big family dinner I made those two sit for lots of photos – I’ll spare you – and only show you a few.

In an effort to be silly, I like to play a game where I give a scenario for their life and then I capture the look on their faces:

Scenario: “you just found out you’re having triples!”

Okay - he looks like he's ready for this adventure! She looks a tad nervous.
Okay – he looks like he’s ready for this adventure! She looks a tad nervous.

Scenario: “You just found out you’re having a second set of triplets.”

Maybe a little less thrilled?
Maybe a little less thrilled?

I then told them to try to give me their best American Gothic pose:

Love is serious business.
Love is serious business.

Ah well, I can’t wait for those to tie the knot in August…a little less thrilled about the Houston heat and humidity; but then again I married in Houston on July 9th, it wasn’t any better and we survived.

So stoked for you guys!!!
So stoked for you guys!!!

SO cheers to marriage and love and all the happiness that accompanies such things.

How Some People Live..Not ‘me’ people, but some people.

Wiley spent the first two years of his life on a ranch, but in the last year our lives have been very suburban and it’s easy to forget our country life.

Papa and Gregre have lots of kids...baby goats.
Papa and Gregre have lots of kids…baby goats.

Replaced are the early morning sounds of the rooster, cows and baaing sheep. I’m now bothered by large trucks zipping by or cars blaring awful music that occasionally threatens to shatter my windows.

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It’s not coyotes that howl late at night, it’s college kids racing their crotch-rockets.

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The life I’m living now is so far from what I had as a child growing up…from what I can remember.  I wonder how much of this my children will remember?

Texas Longhorn
Texas Longhorn

So getting away for spring break was perfect for lots of reasons, first to see family and second to escape the city.

His name is pronounced "Bo-Sea-Fus"
His name is pronounced “Bo-Sea-Fus”

We stayed with Danny’s Papa and Gregre (the grandparents who looked like Barbie and Ken) and we got to watch silent film of when my mother in law was a toddler!!

T-Rock soaking in the rays...or what rays he can get in the shade.
T-Rock soaking in the rays…or what rays he can get in the shade.

Wiley got to play freely outdoors – free to dump sand in his hair – any time I couldn’t find him, Papa would say, “did you look in the sand?” (Which Wiley called the beach) that was right outside the door.

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Wiley was always playing in the sand when he could.

One afternoon, my in-laws took us out to see the property they purchased. They bought a huge plot of untouched land in the middle of a “sub-division”… not the typical sub-division you’re thinking of or living in.

large black doors on Right is the airplane hanger. Garage and house on left side of building.  Grass airstrip in front of the "house."
large black doors on Right is the airplane hanger. Garage and house on left side of building. Grass airstrip in front of the “house.” Open plot to the right of this is my In-laws…as is the forest of trees in the back of photo.

This “neighborhood” consists of “homes” that are mostly airplane hanger with a garage/house attached.

20150325_140050A beautiful grass airstrip makes up the majority of everyone’s front yard, where old guys go pleasure cruising…in their planes, not classic cars.

We enjoyed the park while Daddy and Grambo took arial photos of the new property.
We enjoyed the park while Daddy and Grambo took arial photos of the new property.

We had been in the neighborhood about twenty minutes when a plane pulls out of it’s hanger, taxis about and takes off (maybe) 40 yards in front of us.

I’m waving at the pilot as the plane lifts off the ground right in front of me and he waves back, like he’s in Mayberry…full of planes.

Another perfect day.
Another perfect day.

What the heck? People actually live like this?

They do! And if my father in law gets his dream, he will too and my kids will experience this type of thing on a regular basis.

One of the awesome parts of marriage is you get to experience ways of living that never existed before your partner came into your life.

I’m so blessed and grateful for my life and my family…and so sad that spring break is over already. Take US back!!

My (Non) Celebrity Boyfriend and (in my opinion) the Sexiest Man Alive

So I was on Pinterest this week and I happened to be looking at a recipe for candy popcorn – the blogger was telling a story about going to the movies – with her husband – and the amazing (shirtless) abs of the actor on screen… how she was so intently watching this movie (and his abs), she ate too much popcorn.

I aged it to look 70ish...someone told him he looked like a NASA engineer, ironically, we know some of those from the 70's.
I aged it to look 70ish…someone told him he looked like a NASA engineer, ironically, we know some of those from the 70’s.

I realize she was being “funny” and I’m sure she loves her husband – but I for one am too uptight for that kind of “funny.”

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My husband is my celebrity crush, #MCM (mom, that means “Man Crush Monday” and it’s just something people hash-tag about on social media…please don’t ask me about hash tags…again) and will always be the sexiest man alive – to me.

I love it when he smiles.
I love it when he smiles.

It really is the small things that keep marriages strong, especially in a world with so much divorce.

Woman with cameras should not come fishing....
Hey Girl, you’re the only woman I Hey Girl…

Choose your love, love your choice and make it last Forever!

Disclaimer: Does not necessarily apply to the single ladies and gents… Those movies abs are for you!

Made for each other…

You know, I can think of a lot of good things that make my husband and I compatible…this post isn’t about one of them.

I’ve learned to cope with hunting season, I enjoy eating deer meat, but I still get the hibbie jibbies around dead animal skin.

Animal pelts…eh.

Out at my parent's, Wiley gets a ride on a backhoe!
Out at my parent’s, Wiley gets a ride on a backhoe!

For years Danny has talked about making a squirrel skin hat for our son Wiley –

yes, I said SQUIRREL skin hat –

and it began while Danny was practicing for bow season (bowhunting). He caught a squirrel on the run with an arrow. He skinned it, cleaned it and tanned it.

Wiley was in LITTLEman heaven.
Wiley was in LITTLEman heaven.

“Where is the salt, Danny?” “What did you do with the baking soda?”

Someone from my church came over to pick something up last Monday and a squirrel skin was tacked up to a board sitting in the sunshine on our front porch…

That’s not the part that grossed me out ya’ll…

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“Danny, what did you do with my dish soap?” He comes strolling through my kitchen with “something” inside a large plastic pitcher, which he is about to fill with hot water.

Well, if my kid is going to wear it (GAG!) then it ought to be cleaned.

my parents needed their driveway fixed.
my parents needed their driveway fixed.

It was the sound of the dryer that made me suspicious – my husband doesn’t do laundry – and I hadn’t put in a load.

Happy, happy, happy.
Happy, happy, happy.

The next day I asked him if he put that squirrel pelt in my dryer.

“Yes” he answered, “but I wrapped it in something.”

Later that day I was moving my wet clothes from the washer into the dryer, I opened the dryer and a lone beach towel lay in the bottom.

I pulled the beach towel out and threw it on the ground, it was going to be washed again. “No other women I know has to live like this – sharing their dryers with animal pelts!”

My brother Kamron with Wiley.
My brother Kamron with Wiley.

I’m just lucky, I guess.

I found Danny after I moved the load, I raised my eyebrows, “you wrapped the squirrel in the beach towel, didn’t you?” I stated.

He smiled, “yeah.”

Danny has a beautiful smile.

My Man, He Wears “Mom Jeans” Too

SO I am still a bit off track, my head full of yuckies and I’m in recovery from a nasty flu. The baby? Oh, he had croup, no biggie. We both saw professionals.

Don’t get too excited about seeing a photo of my mountain man wearing mom jeans – it didn’t happen – we don’t keep “mom jeans” in our house…but he did take over my mothering duties for a few days.

New lens for my camera came in the mail last week...just days before we all got sick.
New camera lens came in the mail last week…just days before we all got sick.

I felt bad about this abrupt assignment shift and on the weekend of his birthday. In the middle of the night, I wake Dan up because the baby was crying and spitting up and I could barely hold the baby while feeding him. Dan couldn’t figure out why I would need help, I didn’t sound sick or look sick.

So happy the day before disaster strikes, isn't that life?
So happy the day before disaster strikes, isn’t that life?

“YOu saw me give birth, you know I ain’t a pantywaist dude. I say I’m sick, I am sick.”

During the few days I was entirely useless, Dan was “mom” and dad to our 10 month old. He took his little boy to our favorite sushi restaurant Sakura and some of our other favorite shops in Springfield, MO, Dynamic Earth and Mama Jeans.

Can you see the age crinkles by my eyes? I'm just happy to be ALIVE.
Can you see the age crinkles by my eyes? I’m just happy to be ALIVE, I don’t care about the age crinkles.

After lying in bed all day shaking with a fever, living from one minute to the next, my husband returns from his day in the city with our little boy to tell me baby was so good everyone complemented how good he was.  Dan then asked me – feverish on the bed – if I could change the baby’s poopy diaper.

More Male Bonding Time!
More Male Bonding Time!

You can put a man in mom jeans, but you can’t make him a mom.

The entire house is happy Mom is in recovery.

Memories Raw And Photoshopped.

Last year I was pregnant on Valentines Day and my husband spent the majority of the day getting crapped on by ornery cows.

This photo was untouched
This is an authentic and untouched photo.

Did I mention it was our first Valentines Day as a married couple?

He came home from the dairy covered in cow poop and handed me a single red rose. I got a kiss and he got a shower.

The year before last, we had a lovely day together. I wasn’t grumpy and he wasn’t poopy.

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again, untouched.

He and I have many lovely days together, so it’s to be expected that somedays wont live up to others.

Another in the raw....
Another in the raw….

This time last year, I had my teenaged brother’s friend, a teenager himself, take my maternity photos….on a very cold February day.

I didn’t feel well most days and I was annoyed constantly with everyone around me while I battled migraines, which I never had prior to pregnancy. Even with me barking orders at people, everyone was real nice to my cranky-pants.

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This photoshopped photo captures the chill of the early evening and the blue of my eyes... what isn't real are those dazzling white teeth. Those are more of a light cream color.
This photoshopped photo captures the chill of the early evening and the blue of my eyes… what isn’t real are those dazzling white teeth. Those are more of a light cream color.

I did not however, make myself look slimmer…they were, after all, Maternity photos.

This photo captures the fun I'm really having before I turn back into a raging hormone pumpkin.
This photo captures the fun I’m really having before I turn back into a raging hormone pumpkin.
I wore a lot of black....with splashes of color near the end of pregnancy.
I wore a lot of black….with splashes of color near the end of pregnancy.

I am thankful I have this good day to remind me pregnancy isn’t all awful, Danny and I plan on more children. I am determined to be a better pregnant woman next time around.

I really, really dislike being sick.

I'm glad to know I'm not in the pregnancy alone.
I’m glad to know I’m not in the pregnancy alone.
and somehow he doesn't care what I'm like when I'm pregneato....
and somehow he doesn’t care what I’m like when I’m pregneato….

Dan and I really love our first son, it was worth all the inconveniences to us both, plus some.

I got to type this entire post and upload photos one handed, as I’m cradling my sweet, sleeping babe with the opposite arm.

Many Happy Thoughts To You This Weekend – and as my Senior High School English Teacher said every Friday, “make good choices.”

A Bit Of Irish Hot Frosting And A Smiling Dog

The first time I ever witnessed Hot Irish Frosting was when my husband bit into our “One Year” cake after our second reception.

I’ve never before or since seen a handsome man of Irish decent frost his face.

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Just a good memory.

Last night, I said to my husband, “ask me something.”

He asked me, “what is your happiest memory with me?”

We took our dog on our honeymoon - yeah, we're one of "those" people and we can tell you some of the best dog parks/beaches in Arizona, California, Utah and Colorado.
We took our dog on our honeymoon – yeah, we’re one of “those” people and we can tell you some of the best dog parks/beaches in Arizona, California, Utah and Colorado.

I have to admit, that the first thought (right after my wedding day) was rather odd, one day, early in pregnancy….Dan came home from work, tired, hungry and asked me what I made for dinner. I had made nothing. I had spent the entire day laying on our sofa staring at the ceiling.

He went to the store and bought steaks. He made dinner and it was delicious. That was a really happy memory for me and the first time in a long time I ate a steak.

The first night of our honeymoon? We slept in the truck...in a truck stop. It's true, here is proof. It was free. That was the last night we ever slept in the truck.
The first night of our honeymoon? We slept in the truck…in a truck stop. It’s true, here is proof. It was free. That was the last night we ever slept in the truck. Good times.

After that we discussed our two week honeymoon driving around the western portion of the United States….that was awesome.

How else would we have found the most delicious Burrito stand in a California desert?
How else would we have found the most delicious Burrito stand in a California desert? We wouldn’t have. “Carne Asada.”

The random places we stopped and with no real agenda – just spending time together exploring!

Salvation Mountain - the "last free place" - A good place to go.
Salvation Mountain – the “last free place” – A good place to go.

After being in the car for too long, we would find a place on our map that looked interesting and visit.

Colorado National Monument. Go There too
Colorado National Monument. Must See Too

Climbing the rocks for no reason other than enjoying the beauty of the Earth!

This is the kind of adventure you want to share with your husband and someday my children!
This is the kind of adventure you want to share with your husband and someday children!

After exploring the National Monument, Dan and I drove to Denver – I have always wanted to visit Denver….definitely not a disappointment.

Drink the tap water there – just trust me – enjoy.

I really enjoyed that road trip…so much seen and yet, so much was missed. We must do that again.

Next time we stop here, how many children will be with us? Good Question.
Next time we stop here, how many children will be with us? Good Question.

I also fondly recall another night early in pregnancy. I again had been sick all day, Dan was hungry after work and made popcorn to eat. I was sitting on the sofa and just started crying followed by hard laughing. This went on for several minutes. Meanwhile my husband moves into our living room and sits on the other sofa opposite me. He sat there eating his popcorn watching me. Finally I say, “I don’t know what’s wrong with me?” Dan says, “who needs T.V., just get your wife pregnant.”

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Anyway, it’s hard to have a favorite memory with one person. Life is compiled of happy memories that help us through hard days.

And that’s why we take photographs, it makes remembering that much easier.

Game Of Pride: Match Point

MY MY, it's the Bride
MY MY, it’s the Bride

My Dad and I were just talking world history. What I can never comprehend is why world wars happen….can’t we all just get along?

I may or may not be bossy...but that's because I am always right.....
I may or may not be bossy…but that’s because I am always right…..

For the sake of my post, I’m going to start with Napoleon – you know, the Emperor of France – General Extarodinaire. He was kicking butts all over the European continent and England and Prussia (two other European Awesomes) were not so pleased with All of Napoleon’s “Match Points” in being the best.

Welcome to my life husband....now this is how I do things
Welcome to my life husband….now this is how I do things

So England and Prussia got together and stopped Napoleon at…..Waterloo? I’m not a history major, just enthusiast…so forgive me if I’m totally wrong here.

Attention people WEDDING dress here, give me attention.
Attention people WEDDING dress here, give me attention.

Some feelings were hurt over this people – REAL hurt. Which, as we know, led to World War I and then World War II. Loads of casualties – and they can’t be taken back.

We Are Together Forever now, this party of me turns into we.
We Are Together Forever now, this party of me turns into we.

Marriage begins with two people who come from different homes, different ways of understanding life, different standards of living, different habits, and most obviously we are different sexes. Male + Female = instant misunderstanding.

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I think sometimes human beings will count up the hurts – and when one of the two will get annoyed with all the points (in tennis “match point”) being accumulated from offenses by the other person – it leads to a small fight over beans.

The surfboard on top of the cake behind the kissing monkeys is a replica of Dan's
The surfboard on top of the cake behind the kissing monkeys is a replica of Dan’s. This was made by a nurse friend of mine, who happens to make cakes as a hobby.

There may not be yelling, maybe just an annoyed exchange of words…which leaves nothing accomplished other than, now both husband and wife are upset.

You can't have more than one person leading while you dance, toes get stepped on.
You can’t have more than one person leading while you dance, toes get stepped on.

World Wars can be prevented, Divorce can be prevented, by being willing to surrender the pride that’s been hurt and communicate the real problem.

Husband is a good leader....I'm not a great follower, but I'm learning.
Husband is a good leader….I’m not a great follower, but I’m learning.

I think my husband is less selfish than I am – I’m grateful for that – he and I both want our marriage to get better and better every day, every year. Both of us want unity in our home and community.

we can both be good at things, we can admire the good in each other.
we can both be good at things, we can admire the good in each other.

Someday, we hope for unity and peace in the world. Call us a bunch of hippies. But, then again, I believe it was Jesus who first wore long hair, a beard, sandals, and went about spreading peace and love (real love) – so I think ‘Christians’ would be a better term for us.

Love is more than a word people, it’s an action.

Overcoming our pride to say, “I’m sorry” is the most difficult part of being married.