well, i've officially entered the last year of my twenty-somethings. gotta live it up! so i rang in the year at maria-maria with a few of my favorite amigos.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
"she gets by with a little help from her friend"
the couch frequently steals pipers ball and there is absolutely nothing worse in piper's world than an unreachable ball.
helpful joybird is determined to calm her little bestie and rescue that ball so we can all be happy again.
and then she decides to make her work for it. ;)
Sunday, March 6, 2011
9 month old, JOYbirdee!!!
tiny joybird is 9 months old and is turning into quite the little comedian...everything is hilarious and funny. everything we do/everything she does/everything piper does.
anyway, i'm getting pretty bad at this whole blogging thing. with her on the move i hardly have time to do anything else!
but here we go, let's start with her stats:
17 pounds 3 ounces. get it, joybird! growing oh so strong. 18th %tile-- thank you avacado's for getting us out of the 3-10th percentile ;)
standing 2 feet and 3 inches tall (27 inches). 23rd %tile
head = 17.22 inches 37th %tile
i'm proud to say that baby joy has outgrown baby jules. thanks to my mom and her trusty record keeping, my growth stats show that i was only 26.5 inches at 9 months.
and now, check out the little toy thief. please note her determined dash down the hall...on a mission to steal back mister giraffe!
this one's long-- 6 minutes of unedited footage. a small glimpse of what our day looks like.
anyway, i'm getting pretty bad at this whole blogging thing. with her on the move i hardly have time to do anything else!
but here we go, let's start with her stats:
17 pounds 3 ounces. get it, joybird! growing oh so strong. 18th %tile-- thank you avacado's for getting us out of the 3-10th percentile ;)
standing 2 feet and 3 inches tall (27 inches). 23rd %tile
head = 17.22 inches 37th %tile
i'm proud to say that baby joy has outgrown baby jules. thanks to my mom and her trusty record keeping, my growth stats show that i was only 26.5 inches at 9 months.
mastering "the straw"
standing on our tippy-toes. she's ALWAYS in "releve" ;)
our new favorite pass-time. emptying out all her drawers, carefully examining each article of clothing, putting some back, taking a few more out. it entertains for a good 15 minutes. glorious!
up on those toes checking to see if we forgot any!
"wheeeeeere's joybird?!?" another fave.
we call this get-up "jailbirdee"
she's become quite efficient at walking behind this little gem. until she runs into furniture as seen here. still working on reverse.
when all else fails, iphone.
and this is what i get to wake up to every morning. pure joy-- even at 5:30am. she is simply irresistable.
a typical sleep pose. one hand out, holding a crib rail. not sure why? but whatever comforts.
dining like a lady down in pleasanton. free margarita night at el castillo. dad, beth, aaron, the bird and I all enjoyed our little mexican fiesta. joy ate chicken, cheese, blackbeans, avacado and a little bit of tortilla. as you can see, mexican is her food of choice. that a girl!!!
another day, another fiesta. this time with one of her favorite buddies ella!! they shared chicken, bananas, tofu, pasta, wheat tortillas, and cheese. oh the life of a babe.
and now, check out the little toy thief. please note her determined dash down the hall...on a mission to steal back mister giraffe!
this one's long-- 6 minutes of unedited footage. a small glimpse of what our day looks like.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
valentines day 2011!
running class spreads the love through campus (thanks to hector and a few other fab students -- we have have a sneak peak caught on video)
Saturday, February 19, 2011
chew chew chew!
i taught joybird how to chew!!
i, obviously, was way to exagerated with my chewing demonstrations as seen below:
this is one of those situations where you wish you could 'take that and rewind it back' and re-teach "the chew" in a more lady-like fashion. you live. you learn.
i, obviously, was way to exagerated with my chewing demonstrations as seen below:
this is one of those situations where you wish you could 'take that and rewind it back' and re-teach "the chew" in a more lady-like fashion. you live. you learn.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
suisse!!
a few quick clips from switzerland.
here we are with all our breitling watch friends from all over the country. i thought it would be a grand idea to have them all say hello in their language.
in honor of my love for swiss cheese...these girls + guinn, of course-- give a little swiss cheese shout out.
here we are with all our breitling watch friends from all over the country. i thought it would be a grand idea to have them all say hello in their language.
in honor of my love for swiss cheese...these girls + guinn, of course-- give a little swiss cheese shout out.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
the video marathon continues--
here is a brief glimpse from our time in africa - summer '08. here we are (quinton, jamie, trey and me) arriving at the shelter children's orphanage. our kenyan friends greeted us in grand fashion, and we felt very much loved and appreciated. it was the beginning of a great two weeks.
now, let me tell you about the time i ran the ngong hills of kenya with the kenyan marathon training team. knowing my passion for running, quinton set up this surprise excursion and here is how it went down:
we had been in africa and staying at the orphanage for about a week (at this point, i was lacking on the nutrition and hydration end). the marathoners show up to the orphanage to "pick me" and off we went. I was told this would be a quick visit to the running village and a scenic jog through the kenyan countryside. being that i was in the best shape of my life, i figured i would have no problem hanging with the pack. so, after a few minutes i noticed that we were starting to pick up the pace and we are now going what feels to be about a 6:30 mile pace. i begin to ask, "how far are we going again?" oh but wait, LANGUAGE BARRIER. i took 2 years of swahili in college but "how far, how long" was not coming to me in the moment. anyway, we kept on...and the worst part, i didn't know where we were going or if i was even safe! i, the little mzungu (white person), was headed out on foot and fast and all i could do was pray. "lord", i said, "please get me back to guinn safe and soon, and allow me to keep this pace because if they drop me i definitely do not know how to get back". somewhere in the swift shuffling of feet and vision of the roaring kenyan countryside, i hear them say "40 kilometers". having run a time or two on the metric scale, i do a quick conversion to more familiar terms and shout "25 MILES!!" now we're heading straight up hill, and are probably 8 miles in at this point....and, i was at my end...i stopped to walk. all of a sudden, abram (was his name) miraculously knows english and says to me, "do you walk in america?"
i'm thinking, 'oh heeey, abraham! glad we're speaking the same language now-- in america i train at sea level, and in america i can drink the water, and in america i don't push a 6 flat pace for 40 kilometers". anyway, he got the memo and we all headed back to the camp...still running 6:45 miles but only 12 of them.
i remember being at the top of one of the many hills and i could see the orphanage off in the distance. probably 5 miles away, and with only a few more hills to scale, masai villages to run past, and cattle and donkeys to dodge, i could tell that we were headed in the right direction and this gave me an new energy to finish the run strong!
finally, we make it back to the shelter!! i sprinted up to hug guinn and defintely spent some time praising God that i was back safe and sound. THEN, abram and i led some of the little ones in stretches!! hence, the video below:
two more kenya clips--
dancing jimmy
and julian. all the other kids were playing and he was sitting on a little hill reading his bible. so sweet.
now, let me tell you about the time i ran the ngong hills of kenya with the kenyan marathon training team. knowing my passion for running, quinton set up this surprise excursion and here is how it went down:
we had been in africa and staying at the orphanage for about a week (at this point, i was lacking on the nutrition and hydration end). the marathoners show up to the orphanage to "pick me" and off we went. I was told this would be a quick visit to the running village and a scenic jog through the kenyan countryside. being that i was in the best shape of my life, i figured i would have no problem hanging with the pack. so, after a few minutes i noticed that we were starting to pick up the pace and we are now going what feels to be about a 6:30 mile pace. i begin to ask, "how far are we going again?" oh but wait, LANGUAGE BARRIER. i took 2 years of swahili in college but "how far, how long" was not coming to me in the moment. anyway, we kept on...and the worst part, i didn't know where we were going or if i was even safe! i, the little mzungu (white person), was headed out on foot and fast and all i could do was pray. "lord", i said, "please get me back to guinn safe and soon, and allow me to keep this pace because if they drop me i definitely do not know how to get back". somewhere in the swift shuffling of feet and vision of the roaring kenyan countryside, i hear them say "40 kilometers". having run a time or two on the metric scale, i do a quick conversion to more familiar terms and shout "25 MILES!!" now we're heading straight up hill, and are probably 8 miles in at this point....and, i was at my end...i stopped to walk. all of a sudden, abram (was his name) miraculously knows english and says to me, "do you walk in america?"
i'm thinking, 'oh heeey, abraham! glad we're speaking the same language now-- in america i train at sea level, and in america i can drink the water, and in america i don't push a 6 flat pace for 40 kilometers". anyway, he got the memo and we all headed back to the camp...still running 6:45 miles but only 12 of them.
i remember being at the top of one of the many hills and i could see the orphanage off in the distance. probably 5 miles away, and with only a few more hills to scale, masai villages to run past, and cattle and donkeys to dodge, i could tell that we were headed in the right direction and this gave me an new energy to finish the run strong!
finally, we make it back to the shelter!! i sprinted up to hug guinn and defintely spent some time praising God that i was back safe and sound. THEN, abram and i led some of the little ones in stretches!! hence, the video below:
two more kenya clips--
dancing jimmy
and julian. all the other kids were playing and he was sitting on a little hill reading his bible. so sweet.
Friday, February 4, 2011
SNOW!!!
thank you, andy, for joy's amazing northface ski suit. couldn't have asked for a more appropriate get-up for snow day..offering full protection from all things cold, wet, and windy.
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