So much to say

I am back from my blogging hiatus. I think this is the longest I have ever gone without blogging, but I am turning a new leaf to become a better blogger. My trip to Utah was absolutely miserable for 90% of my waking hours, and 10% wonderful. I can honestly say it was the most stressful three days of my life (I ran into more administrative problems than ever imaginable) and I wish I had found time to visit family and friends. It was sad to go home and not get to see anyone or do fun things. However, it was totally 100% worth every miserable bit! My thesis is finished! 100% finished. It is one of the greatest feelings I have ever felt in all my life. I feel anxiety free and happy. I feel accomplished and relieved. Writing my thesis was the most difficult task I have ever endeavored, it was way harder than running a marathon, super harder than having a baby, much harder than an appendectomy in a soviet hospital, and much more difficult than learning Russian. Anyway...it was hard. But it's over. And I am happy, and grateful. I am also glad that I did it. I think life is about doing hard things. And I think I am mostly glad because it's one more diploma that I get to put on my wall and I get to teach my kids that education is important. I also think I may start signing my name with an MA behind it, I have earned it.

These are the only two pics I took in Utah. It's Hanky Panky with Aunt Metta and Aunt Daysa. Thank heavens for my family and Taylor's family for taking care of the bugaboo while I was on campus all day. He loved every second of it, and I really don't think he missed me or Taylor one bit.

I only had one minor mishap with Henry while in Utah...he nearly died. In all seriousness he scared me quite badly. He fell down a few stairs onto his head one evening, and when I reached him, I snatched him off the floor really quickly, and he was starting to wail. (A little background info...when Henry really gets upset and cries, he holds his breath for a loooong time...like sometimes he turns blue, and once he collapsed) Anyway, I soon realized that Henry was holding his breath and he couldn't catch it. He turned a blueish hue and then he passed out cold in my arms. At this point I realized blood was coming out of his mouth too...it was horrible! I started to shake him but he was completely unconscious, I was sure that he was dead or at least in a coma, but a few seconds later he came to, and I realized he had bit his tongue, and he was fine. It was awful, but thank heavens he was okay. I don't think I will ever get used to him passing out from crying. Taylor tells me his brother did it as a kid, and supposedly its kind of normal. But I hate it. Anyone else ever experience it?
Did I mention that Henry is all grown up?

Christmas just came and went this past week. Leisy and Kent and the kiddos came to visit too. It was fast and I was at work for way too much of it (did I mention that I worked 40 hours last week!!! ew), but such is life. We enjoyed it, and Henry loved the company.
Here is Leisy, doing what she did most of the day...taking pictures with her new snazzy camera.
And here we are Christmas morning before the opening of the presents. I love opening presents Christmas morning. The more presents, the better. This year, Taylor gave me all sorts of treasures so I could have more presents to open, like a new lightbulb for the fridge, a giant jar of pickles (Henry & I looooove pickles), crystal light, and more. Thanks Taylor!
Here are all the kiddos...they sure were noisy.
And here we are about to eat our traditional christmas eve dinner: takeout from everyone's favorite restaurant. It was delicious. Notice how cute Henry is in the picture below.
Merry belated Christmas and happy New Year! Don't worry, you'll hear from us again soon, we got a new super cool camera for Christmas (thanks mom & dad!) and I am thesis free. Life is wonderful. We are happy.


Remember how we were sick???

Remember how I blogged about that awful stomach virus that left us all puking our guts out for a few days after thanksgiving? Well turns out, it is quite possibly the most contagious virus to ever be placed on the Earth. We had guests over for dinner last week...all four of them were puking their guts out within 48 hours (we kind of felt bad, but deep down inside, I think the missionaries were excited for a day off and a day to sleep in) and then every single one of my seminary students that came last week also spent a day or two at the toilet. This is a picture of us driving them to school after class, Lizzie is on the left with the garbage can, she actually puked in the car a few times. Henry didn't seem to mind, and that's Hunter on the right with the window rolled down trying to get some fresh air (she started puking later that day at school) I must admit, the whole situation was hilarious. Don't worry, the girls thought it was too.

Our adventures didn't stop there, Henry also got in a fight with the asphalt this week and lost. You can see his poor little face here. It has scabbed up quite nicely. You can also all see Taylor's new specs in this pic. I quite like them. And he isn't complaining about not being able to see the board at school anymore. When he took his vision test at the Dr's office, they said to him, "you probably wouldn't have passed the vision test at the DMV." He declined to tell the Dr. that he kind of cheated at the DMV by stepping closer when the lady wasn't looking.
Anyway...and now onto very exciting and very wonderful news...I set a date for my thesis defense and purchased my airplane ticket. I am going to Utah one week from today!!! I can't believe how close I am. I cried when I set the time and day. I would share all of my feelings of joy and elation, but I don't want to jump the gun, I still have to defend and hope all goes well. I most definitely need your prayers. My defense is Monday December 14th at 8am. You can pray all week for me and at 8am mountain standard time a week from tomorrow. I thank you all in advance.


We had a wonderful thanksgiving, but unfortunately I didn't have my camera for much of the week, It is nearing the end of its life, and it rarely works like it is supposed to. All you blog readers are probably lucky it wasn't working well because otherwise you'd be getting pictures of our most adventurous thanksgiving event...Henry puking all over the floor at Dillards. We unfortunately got some nasty stomach virus and we all took our turn puking our guts out. Luckily it didn't hit till Friday, so we enjoyed thanksgiving dinner and fully digested it. We spent thanksgiving with our Ohio family- the Starkeys, and it was wonderful. We ate lots of food and shot guns. They told us it was a family tradition, so we gladly joined in. Turns out, I like to shoot guns. I even got to shoot an AK-47.
We also took a little trip to the imagination museum in Toledo. They had this circus exhibit, and my sister had raved about it, so we hooked ourselves up and flipped around. It was really funny. When Taylor got on, I think all the little kids thought he would go through the ceiling because he was so tall. I must say, he did get really close a few times. Henry thought the whole thing was a little strange. He seemed to be a little freaked out that we were flipping around in the air.


The little guy couldn't seem to get this piano working no matter what he did.


All I want for Christmas...

I saw these for sale in the Neiman Marcus catalog. I want one. It's a cupcake car. You can actually drive them around. Only $25,000.00. I want the pink one.

I walked in the kitchen the other day and found the fridge wide open with various condiments spread all over the floor. I then found this:
Henry had somehow gotten into the vegetable drawer, found his favorite food, and decided to eat it like an apple. Once he got through the skin he was in heaven. This kid LOVES avacados. When we walk past them at the grocery store he immeadiately starts screaming and yelping for one. Too bad they are so darn expensive. We try and ration him to 2 avacodos per week.
Henry woke up the other night with a very bad diaper rash, so I let him sit on the couch with me for a little while and watch the CMAs. Everytime someone performed he'd clap and clap. He watched them for 30 minutes straight without ever leaving the couch! I can't even get him to watch 5 minutes of sesame street.


It has been really warm and really busy around here- and we are happy as can be. On Saturday it was so nice we hooked up the new bike trailer and went for an extra long bike ride. It was wonderful. We just rode around the city. Henry loved the ride and just sat in the back and said, "weeee" for much of the ride. The weather has been soooo warm here. At first I was a little bugged, I really like cold weather, but I then realized how much money it is saving us by not having to turn on the heater yet, so I've decided to be happy about the warm weather until Thanksgiving.

Taylor decided to teach Henry about the laundry shoot this week, and he loves it! He wanders around the house gathering clothing and he begs to open the shoot. He has no idea where the clothes go, just that they disappear. Problem is, we don't use the laundry shoot because it goes to the same place as our landlord's shoot and I am just not into mixing dirty underwear. When we let him use it, Taylor always runs down to the basement to prevent intermixing.
We found a very old and freezer burned fudgesicle in the freezer this week. It wasn't really edible anymore so we fed it to Henry. He loved it.


Henry tried to bite his tongue off.

It's Tuesday and I am finally getting around to posting our Halloween picture...life is a little busy around here. We got our picture taken with Mayor Byron Brown. He seems to pop up at all our neighborhood events, I think it is because we live in a very politically active and signifigant neighborhood. This was at our neighborhood Halloween Party. Mayor Brown loved Henry the astronaut.

After the Parkside Party we had dinner with friends and then headed over to a fire station in the neighborhood that hosts a haunted house. We took turns watching the kiddos and being chased by chainsaws. We had a wonderful Halloween and Henry loved the trick-or-treating.
On Sunday Henry had a little mishap. We had the missionaries over for dinner and we were paying very little attention to the little guy who fell and bit his tongue...which bled profusely. It was awful, and I was really glad Taylor was there because I couldn't bare to look at it. He bit almost all the way through his tongue. And here is a picture I took this morning, it isn't nearly as bad as it was on Sunday, but you get the idea. It was so sad. Luckily soon after the incident I had to go to work so Taylor got to deal with the bleeding for the rest of the night. But don't worry...he is fine now. I don't think it hurts anymore, and luckily tongue wounds heal like magic, or so the internet says.
And lastly, our favorite find of the weekend was this lovely sign we saw taped in a car window at the store. You know, bumper stickers and strange political messages attatched to a persons car, always say a lot about a person...they mostly scream, "I am weird and crazy!" But the rest of us sure get a kick out of it. If this person were to park his/her car in our neighborhood, they would surely get their tires slashed. We decided that they must live in the suburbs...or in rural WNY. Thats where all the Republicans live. While we don't always agree with all the political ideals of the city dwellers here in Buffalo, we love where we live, and chatting politics and religion with our neighbors is always very interesting and it has given us a new perspective.


Baby Astronaut

Tonight was the church Halloween party, and aside from the fact that it started at Henry's bedtime, it was a lot of fun. Henry was the world's cutest astronaut. And Taylor and I had every intention of dressing up but we never got to making our costumes. Today was a busy day. I worked, and Taylor had school, and Henry was with a friend for the afternoon which = no costumes. I wasn't very sad.

This is Henry with his little friend Taylor who quite possibly had the cutest costume ever

Henry spent a good part of the evening trying to lift this giant pumpkin. But what is more intriguing than Henry trying to lift the pumpkin is the size of its stem! I promise it really was that big, it isn't just a strange angle. Must be some genetic mutation.

The highlight of the night was the live music: aka Taylor, some guy in the ward who likes to play his electric guitar, and the back-up singers Rachel & Tiffany. I must admit I was very hesitant about the whole idea, and slightly embarassed, but they redeemed themselves with their rendidtion of the monster mash. Everyone loved it, and they sounded pretty darn good. I wish I would have video taped some of it.

Here we are the Happy Halloween Hawes Family:

And probably the best part of the evening was having someone in the back seat with Henry to keep him company on the way there and home. He was in love with these two girls, Marcella and Clarissa. We need to hire some gnomes or elves or something to sit in the backseat and keep the monster baby happy.

And lastly the very best costume award at the Halloween party goes to Richard & Erica. It was one of the greatest comstumes I have seen in all my life. They were Peewee Herman and his genie in a box Jambi. When the box was closed it was covered in jewels. It was just like the show. And to top it off, Erica is 9 months pregnant and that genie face is on her belly.

Henry is obsessed with books. He is crazy about them, and it drives me crazy! All he ever wants is for us to read him stories all day long. I know I should be happy about this, but he wont really read them on his own, he wants to be on my lap while I read to him. Any ideas how to get this kid to watch just 30 minutes of Sesame Street? I know, I know... babies aren't supposed to watch TV, but I just need an extra 30 minutes a day- you know, to shower and blow dry my hair and simple things that cannot be done with a screaming banshee pulling open the shower curtain and soaking himself.

Isn't he adorable. He thinks my IPOD is a phone (and yes he chews on phones. He still eats everything he can get his little hands on). He puts my Ipod up to his ear and walks around the house saying, hi, hi, hi.

Since fall is here and we had a big bag of yummy western new york apples, I attempted a homemade apple pie- crust and all! I did it, and the crust was surprisingly easy. Taylor told me he was super impressed and that the crust was perfect. Speaking of fall, it decided to come back to Buffalo. It was 65 degrees yesterday, I even got a little sunburn on my run. It was wonderful.

And lastly, here is a little video of Henry. It's kind of boring, and It's mostly for my mom who wants to see more of the little rugrat, but at the end I also included a close up of Mr. Teddy's nasty ears for Leisy. I think Henry may get some sort of disease from him.



I am back from my blogging hiatus. It was a long week. However I did accomplish quite a bit including submitting my revised thesis (I am so close to being done I can barely stand it!), I spent way too many hours at the Gap this week, and we got new tires on our car (we also have to fix the alignment this week) uggh. I hate car problems. Anyway, so we had an insane week, and I am not getting enough sleep (which is what happens when you teach seminary at 6am and you are up late writing a thesis and/or working) and as a result of no sleep I have TWO awful, horrible, no good, very bad canker sores. One of the canker sores is under my tongue on the part where your tongue connects to the bottom of your mouth. It makes me want to die.

Enough of the complaints...they make me sound unhappy, and we are actually quite happy here in the Hawes household. Being busy often means being happy for me.

Today was the most wonderful of days. Taylor and I had the whole overcast day to spend together. I love dreary gray days. I was not scheduled to work and Taylor got his studying done so we spent a Saturday together...all day. We were discussing it, and we can't remember the last Saturday we had to sleep in and relax. We decided to take a little road trip to Pumpkinville. It is an hour or so from Buffalo, and the drive was beautiful.

Henry slept most of the way home, and we were happy as can be. He has really taken a liking to sleeping with a piece of mr. teddy in his mouth. It really is gross. I am going to post a picture of the nasty, wet, black ears sometime soon. I sure love this kid.

On our way home we also decided to stop for lunch. We had yet to taste one of Buffalo's most famous restaurants, Big Teds. The locals all love it and highly recommend it, and we had never been. We both quite enjoyed it, and we'll probably go back sometime soon. Taylor got the hot dog, I stuck with a hamburger, and Henry ate our pickles.


dead giraffes

Our neighbor and zoo resident Akili the giraffe died today. The zoo people don't know why she died. I personally think that H1N1 has hit the zoo. This recent death of another one of our neighbors only brings me to ask the same question I asked last week...where do dead giraffes go? In my last post about dead elephants, someone in New Zealand (whom I have never met, nor do I know) happened upon my blog and told me that when the elephant died at their zoo, they chose an undisclosed location in the Zoo and buried it there. I can only hope they decide to bury the giraffe on the premises, if they want, I will even volunteer my back yard. But really, I am even more committed to learning the fate of VERY large and difficult to dispose of animal carcasses. The newspaper article about it all, says that part of her will be incinerated and part will be donated. My questions are: What parts? Who cuts her up? And what kind of tool do you use to cut up a giraffe? I will talk to the Zoo keepers soon. I am just dying to know. Until then, you will all just have to wait.


Henry Shmenry

The best part of this new stroller we got is that even if Henry isn't buckled in, he can't get out! Unfortunately he doesn't always love being trapped. His friend Taylor on the other hand didn't seem to mind it until Henry panicked.

I bought the little monkey some sunglasses at the babyGap this week. They were 87 cents. He loves them, and now he leaves ours alone.
Henry loves Mr. Teddy as most of our avid blog readers know, and as of late, everytime we walk in his room during naptime, he has part of Mr. Teddy in his mouth. His favorite place to chew is the ears. The problem is, he chews on the bear, and gets him all wet, then drags him around the house, and now his ears are practically black. Then when bedtime comes again, he chews on the dirty ears. It's gross.

Henry got a package in the mail today...more footed pajamas!!! (handmade by Grandma Hawes) He also got a new story book. He loves them both.


The Halloween Aisle

On Monday we went on a little trip to Target to wander through the Halloween aisle. I love the Halloween aisle. At target there is a whole Halloween section. I loved it! We decided to try and scare Henry while we were there, and at first he was somewhat unphased. He just kind of pushed things away.... Then, I put on a very scary mask, and he was horrified! As you can see from the picture below, it was actually really sad, and a little bit funny. I wish we had gotten a better picture so you could see the mask too, but it was just too sad, we couldn't bring ourselves to do it again. I felt bad, and I was slightly worried that some other shoppers would call us in to DCFS for child abuse. Don't worry, soon after we took him to Old Navy to play with the mannequin dog...he was in love.

He tried to drag this dog all over the store. It was really cute.


Dead elephants.

As most of our blog readers know from our last post, our neighbor Buki the Elephant died this week. Its sad, we may go to the Zoo today to express our condolences, however what I really want to know is...how exactly do you dispose of an elephant carcass? I have been watching the Zoo daily for a large dump truck leaving the parking lot...or some sort of truck, but even then, once you take the animal away, what do you do with it? I imagine they cremate it? Or maybe they preserve it to study it? But there is no way they have body coolers or cremation ovens big enough for an elephant. So do they chop it up? I know that sounds awful, but really, I am dying to know. If they chop it up, who has that job? Ugh. Don't worry, I will find out what happens to dead elephants, and once I know, I will share it with all of you.

Anyway, on to our life. Henry has been quite a little trouble maker lately, and he has taken a extreme love to my scarves. Isn't he cute? I think that too, until I walk into any room he has been in, and I find this:
Does anyone want to take him off my hands for a few days? I really do love him, and I really do believe that God made babies take long daily naps so their mothers wouldn't give them away to gypsies. Henry is taking one of those naps right now, and I love him for it. I have cleaned up the kitchen but unfortunately, his room is still in disarray.

Onto a more exciting note, we found one of these at a yardsale this week:

It was only used once, and we got a screamin deal! Henry loves it already. It also doubles as a jogging stroller. It's fantastic.