I couldn't wait...

I didn't want to post this until after Halloween. But it was just too cute, how could I not??? I'll just ruin the whole Halloween surprise, but that's okay, right?


About 20 minutes or so up the 101 there is the cutest barn. In the summer you can pick your own berries, and apples and pumpkins in the fall. It's perfect. They have a little place where they have animals, petting zoo animals, but you can't pet them. You can feed them, however. They have a little farmer's market, and have the best ice cream ever. {sorry...I'll probably regret saying this, and be banned from Idaho Falls forever, but I think it may be better than Reed's! And it doesn't smell as bad at the barn as it does at Reed's Dairy, so that could be what makes it taste better...} But, it's fun to go. It's funny because just up the road is the beach. It's crazy where we live, I tell ya. It's perfect, though. Today, the kids, Erin and I, went with my friend Kristyn and her boys Bennett and Thacker to the barn. I wanted to get Halloween pictures in costume. So I got the kids all dressed up and we headed out. It was fun. And it is always better to dress up more than once, right? They loved it. However, it was about 90 degrees outside. Seriously. It was hot. Noah and Jacob were dripping with sweat, poor guys! But, we got a few pictures. Just a few. Well, we have tons and tons of pictures about 300, but there are just a FEW that they are all even remotely looking at the camera! It was fun to see all the pumpkins, though. Did you know there are lots and lots of different pumpkins? Yeah, crazy, I know! There were millions of pumpkins. We got to take a little hayride to pick our very own pumpkins, the kids loved it. It was fun. Hot, but very fun!

But, get ready for more. Come Halloween, I'll be taking probably tons and tons more pictures of my cute kids! I don't know I couldn't...I am pretty proud of my costume creations, after all. ;-)

Jacob is 10 months...

...and, this is what we see on a regular basis in our house. Noah and Macie didn't really ever put anything in their mouths. Jacob in the other hand puts anything and everything in his mouth. It's pretty common to hear me freak out that Jacob is choking on something. Just the other day we were on our way to the beach, we were driving on the freeway, and Erin looked back at him and he was choking. Full on choking on something. I quickly pulled off to the shoulder, and then heard him gagging. It was very scary. Luckily, he did spit it up. He had chewed off a corner of his board book, and was choking on a pretty good size of cardboard! It drives me crazy that he puts everything in his mouth, but what do ya do? Just make sure there isn't anything on the ground, I guess, but then he always seems to find the most random things anyway!

He's a good kid though. He is so well natured. He's generally happy all of the time! It's great. He smiles all of the time and especially for the camera. Everyone else can be screaming and things, and he'll just be sitting there smiling. He has 7 full teeth these days. I'm sure there are more coming, his gums are pretty red. He's getting more and more hair every day. However, it's not the blond hair I'm used to! It's a lot darker. When he wakes up in the morning he's got a pretty fuzzy head! His eyes haven't fully gotten to their color yet. Some days they are green, some they are blueish gray, others they are brown. We'll just have to wait and see what they end up being! They're cool, though! I don't know his official weight and height. But I'm guessing he's about 30 pounds. He's very mobile, however, so it could be less!

It took him a while to crawl. He just didn't want to. But now that he does, he's trouble. He's quick. He knows what he wants, and it's usually not what I want him to want! He's always getting into the fireplace. In fact he broke the lock thing that was on it, along with the handle itself! He loves to crawl on the tile floor. He broke the cash register at Old Navy one day. He's just in destructamode...ALL OF THE TIME!! We love him though, he always makes us smile!

His most recent thing is fake coughing. If he hears anyone cough, he'll imitate the cough and just laugh. It's pretty funny, and he knows it! He's always trying to show off for people! He's a ham, and definately Adam's son! I would not trade this kid for anything...even if he gets into lots of trouble! He's great. I love waking up to his face and his whispers! He's one cute kid!


I LOVE YOU, JAKEY WAKEY!

10 months.

Noah looks so much different than the other two in this picture! Poor kid had just broken his arm, so excuse the huge cast! Macie and Jacob look similar, but still not identical. They look more like siblings, though! It's funny because people are always telling me how much they think Jacob looks like Noah! Jacob looks the oldest though. He never lost that "old man" look! He looks so much more mature or something! They are cute kids, nonetheless. Even if they weren't mine I'd probably still think that!

costume #1

Alright. I did it. You were right it's Dorothy. It's done. And, it didn't take me nearly as long as I thought. Still, it took me FOREVER, but I did it. Not very well...but it's done. Don't blow up the picture and look at the flaws, because I am sure there are some very noticable ones that you will see right off, but that's okay. I don't claim to be a seamstress, so there are going to be mistakes. Macie posed for the picture. I didn't have anything to do with it! And now it's time to work on Costume #2. Let's hope it's easier...

I can explain...

So, I had full intentions of doing a mega update and getting everything done. And then I decided to make Halloween costumes. Why do I think these things are ever a good idea? I don't really know how to sew. I can't do the whole pattern thing. I don't know what it means to baste. I thought it had something to do with a turkey {I don't know how to do that either!} But, I've started. There is no going back now. And for now, I'll leave you with my explanation...the reason I have been left with no time. This has taken over my life...

seasons.

I grew up in Idaho Falls. It was cold in the winter. Cool in the Spring. Hot in the summer. And cool in the Fall. There were four seasons. You know, the four that you learn about in school. And then I moved to Santa Maria. So far I think I have seen two seasons. Perfect and rainy. I'm not complaining. It's just funny that there aren't any seasons, really. And the past few days I have learned a lot more about humidity. And I don't like it. It rained on Tuesday and Wednesday. In Idaho, if it rains in October, it's going to be cooler. It looks cold outside. Well, here, if you put on a jacket, you will be EXTREMELY hot. It was like 80 degrees. My hair curled on it's own. Everything felt wet inside. My body was all sticky. It wasn't fun. I don't so much like humidity. But, I like the beach, so I'll stick it out. {no pun intended...}

Macie's day.

{September 16, 2009}






Macie was so excited for it to finally be HER day. She had talked about her birthday for days, for weeks. Everything that she saw she thought she would be getting for her birthday. If I had a thousand dollar budget for her birthday, she could have had a few of the things she really "wanted"!

Adam came home from work at lunch so we could all go out for her birthday. He brought home a dozen roses. The look on Macie's eyes when he walked through the door was priceless! It was the best thing ever. She looked at him, squealed a little and said, "I needed flowers!" She may have wanted everything else, but she needed the flowers from Daddy.

I think this will be a new tradition in the Christensen house.

Once upon a time...

there was a blog. It was a really good blog and everyone loved to read it. And then it was neglected. And no one knew about the Christensen family anymore. They no longer graced the computer screens of the MANY people who read the blog. The author always said that she would blog and had SO many things to blog about. In fact, she blogged in her mind all day long. But, then when she finally sat down to blog, she got so caught up in everyone else's blogs and lives that there wasn't time to blog about her own. And so she decided that now was the time.

With that, hang on to your hats and glasses, because this'll be a doozy. We're going for a ride...a rewind. Are you ready??

{it's 3:26 AM. I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about how neglected and sad this little blog is. And so now I'm hoping to get some sleep now that I have made SOME initiative. Don't you worry folks. I have made collages and I'm ready for the morning. But right now Jacob is crying. I'm sick. I'm thirsty. And I'm tired. I've said I'd catch up before. But I'm serious this time. I am. Brace yourself...}

Myrt.

I know, I know, there is a predictable trend, these days, with my blogging. I'm always late. Hey, it's the thought the counts and better late than never, right? But, I didn't want to to neglect this one much longer. And so...


HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MYRT! Myrt is my grandma. My mom's mom. Yes, I call my grandma, Myrt, which is her first name. No, she is not my grandpa's second wife. I just call her Myrt.

{here's the story, if you're wondering. Or, the story as I have been told. So, when Erin was little, she was one of only two grandchildren at the time. And lived the closest, and saw Myrt and Grandpa the most. Since she was usually the only child around, she picked up on everyone else calling her Grandma, Myrt. Erin seems to remember our Uncle Eric telling her to call her Myrt. And Myrt wasn't a very old grandma, and didn't like to be called grandma just yet, so she liked it. And so it stuck. The Jensen family always called her Myrt. It was easier to distinguish between the two Grandma's, too. And there you have it, the story of why we call our grandma, Myrt.}

Anyway, Myrt celebrated her 79th birthday on Monday, September 28th. I wish we could have been there to celebrate with her. I love Myrt. She's an amazing person. She is probably one of the greatest people you will ever meet! The spirit about her is awesome, I always love to even be in her prescence. She is the best cook there ever is. She makes the yummiest cake, pie, rolls, sugar cookies and heck, pretty much EVERYTHING, and not just sweet things, either! I have SO missed dinner at Myrts. And Myrt's chocolate cake on birthdays. I love you, Myrt! And I miss you A LOT! {and I know you miss me, too...I am your FAVORITE grandchild afterall ;-) Hey, I was the only one named after you! Just kidding.} But, I love you and I hope that you have a great year! See you soon!!