Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Election Day

Beatrice is serious about voting. She reminds me of Uncle Sam in this picture.
If she could talk she would say "I want YOU to take me for walk!" or "Really Nelson?"

Friday, November 2, 2012

Recent Happenings

As you can tell from our blog, Rosalia and I are very inconsistent in our blogging efforts. But we will try to do better. <(^__^<)
Yesterday we were able to see our cute baby girl again via ultrasound. I can't believe that we will be holding her in about three months! During the ultrasound the technician did a 3D ultrasound. (I will have Rosalia post a picture of it later)

The other day we went to Burlington Coat factory while we waited for the radio in our Landcruiser to get fixed. While we were there, Rosalia discovered the baby section with thousands of tiny outfits for babies both boy and girl. After looking at the clothes for about 15 minutes I had to sit down because I was tired and still flustered with the amount of money we had to pay to get our Corolla repaired. Rosalia brought over a bit stack of baby clothes that she liked and asked me if I liked them too. While we were sorting through the clothes and piling them on my legs I tried to give my opinion on the little clothes but I drifted off to sleep. I imagine I looked a little like this while I tried to look at the clothes "yeeeaahh Rossssalllllllllllll that looooks nnnnnni........": 


 Rosalia was very loving and let me take a power nap.  My neck hurt when I woke up because when I was sleeping my bobbing head wasn't being supported by anything.

Despite the pain in my neck I was satisfied with my power nap. I love power naps. I have mastered the art of the power nap and I owe it all to my missionary service. Anyways, after waking up I gave in and we decided to purchase one of the onesies because it was very colorful and soft. 

I have been busy with school like usual and trying to figure out what I want to do for a career. It is hard to pin down exactly what I want to do, but I have a few ideas. 

The last thing I will say is that our dog Beatrice has horrible puppy gas. It is not hard to tell when B lets one rip because the smell engulfs the entire room she is in within six seconds. It also tends to linger for a while. After she toots I usually yell out "B you stiiiiiiiiinnnnnk!" She looks at me with a face that says:



We might need to get her some different dog food.