Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Iowa - Minnesota Visit (Blast from the Past Entry)

The blog below is a blast from the past, from 2009. I was reminded of this event by my Dad's admin, who is putting together a photo book for my Dad's retirement. She saw the pics of the burning bookcase and wanted to know more about the story.



May 29, 2009

The last weekend in May found us in Iowa for the wedding of our good friends Andy and Abby. The trip seemed marked for awesomeness when we found tickets for $143 each. I flew in to MN on Friday afternoon (Jamie had to go early for work) and met my Mom for lunch. I then drove my Dad’s brand new truck (only a few weeks old) loaded with Amanda and I’s old bedroom furniture down to Cedar Rapids.  It was a pretty sweet ride but slightly embarrassing as my Dad has made it a “boy” truck by hanging some truck junk off the hitch. Jamie and I delivered the furniture to our friends house for their two little girls to use. They were very excited and got to stay up really late to move it in. 

The next morning found us driving 80 mph on I-80 with Mark and Krystal to make it to the wedding on time. We did. It was a beautiful wedding and it was fun to see some old CR friends. We’re so happy for Andy and excited to get to know Abby better (I already know she’s way cool, after all she did get married barefoot). After the wedding we departed for our drive back north to my parent’s lake house in MN. We arrived just in time for bonfire with Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, Amanda, David, and all of the Bells (plus two friends).

And what a bonfire it was! It was a special occasion bonfire as my Dad had finally decided, after 35 years, that he no longer needed his college engineering text books.  So he decided to burn them. Yes, I know that sounds awful, burning books, but they were engineering books and not worth anything on the used book market. Moral of the story: Sell your books back! You will never need them again and if you do you will always have a work colleague you can borrow them from. (Does anyone need any chemical engineering books circa 2002, I’ll give you a deal) 

Anyway, in true Beaver form we all had to wager how long it would take for the “bookcase” to collapse into the fire. I’m not sure the final time but it was well over an hour. In the meantime Jim went down to the boat, threw out one cast and pulled in this beautiful large mouth bass.  Too bad it wasn’t in season and had to be released, good thing we have the pictures to prove it. After that the bookcase collapsed and we all went to bed. 

Now you would think that was the end of the story but no, there’s more.  The next morning was really windy and as Grandpa was cleaning up the fire pit an ember escaped and made its way into the firewood pile (the massive, 7 cord pile whose splitting still lives in Beaver family infamy). It became a 3 foot high blaze on top of the pile in no time. Thankfully Grandpa caught it, alerted Jamie and Dad and it was under control by the time we got back from our walk. Scary, but even scarier is that the forest behind it was full of dry leaves...oh and the pile sits right next to the propane tank.


The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful thankfully. We spent it relaxing and then going back into town for, our favorite thing, a Costco run where Mom got new pots and pans.  Then it was back home to work and the crazy Seattle June heat wave. The last weekend in May found us in Iowa for the wedding of our good friends Andy and Abby. The trip seemed marked for awesomeness when we found tickets for $143 each. I flew in to MN on Friday afternoon (Jamie had to go early for work) and met my Mom for lunch. I then drove my Dad’s brand new truck (only a few weeks old) loaded with Amanda and I’s old bedroom furniture down to Cedar Rapids.  It was a pretty sweet ride but slightly embarrassing as my Dad has made it a “boy” truck by hanging some truck junk off the hitch. Jamie and I delivered the furniture to our friends house for their two little girls to use. They were very excited and got to stay up really late to move it in. 

The next morning found us driving 80 mph on I-80 with Mark and Krystal to make it to the wedding on time. We did. It was a beautiful wedding and it was fun to see some old CR friends. We’re so happy for Andy and excited to get to know Abby better (I already know she’s way cool, after all she did get married barefoot). After the wedding we departed for our drive back north to my parent’s lake house in MN. We arrived just in time for bonfire with Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, Amanda, David, and all of the Bells (plus two friends).

And what a bonfire it was! It was a special occasion bonfire as my Dad had finally decided, after 35 years, that he no longer needed his college engineering text books.  So he decided to burn them. Yes, I know that sounds awful, burning books, but they were engineering books and not worth anything on the used book market. Moral of the story: Sell your books back! You will never need them again and if you do you will always have a work colleague you can borrow them from. (Does anyone need any chemical engineering books circa 2002, I’ll give you a deal) 

Anyway, in true Beaver form we all had to wager how long it would take for the “bookcase” to collapse into the fire. I’m not sure the final time but it was well over an hour. In the meantime Jim went down to the boat, threw out one cast and pulled in this beautiful large mouth bass.  Too bad it wasn’t in season and had to be released, good thing we have the pictures to prove it. After that the bookcase collapsed and we all went to bed. 

Now you would think that was the end of the story but no, there’s more.  The next morning was really windy and as Grandpa was cleaning up the fire pit an ember escaped and made its way into the firewood pile (the massive, 7 cord pile whose splitting still lives in Beaver family infamy). It became a 3 foot high blaze on top of the pile in no time. Thankfully Grandpa caught it, alerted Jamie and Dad and it was under control by the time we got back from our walk. Scary, but even scarier is that the forest behind it was full of dry leaves...oh and the pile sits right next to the propane tank.

The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful thankfully. We spent it relaxing and then going back into town for, our favorite thing, a Costco run where Mom got new pots and pans.  Then it was back home to work and the crazy Seattle June heat wave.

Samuel is 3 Weeks Old!

Wow, I just typed March, guess I’m still in a bit of a time warp. Well, Samuel is three weeks old now and still not sleeping through the night :) I’m a bit sleep deprived but was sort of inspired to update our blog a little. It’s been a bit light since August, which isn’t surprising, that’s when we found out we were pregnant with Samuel. I was also a bit out of excuses since my friend who has 5 kiddos, including brand new twins, is updating her blog fairly regularly. What can I say about the first 3 weeks? Well, the first two were awesome! Seriously, my Mom was here and took amazing care of Judah, as well as cleaning, cooking, and caring for me and Samuel too. Jamie also was able to take off the first week, which was great since he was still recovering from his head cold. It’s also been unusually sunny which has helped with all our moods and allowed us to get outside to play and do projects and walk.


Samuel is actually a pretty great baby. He is nursing like a champ, he went from 9 lbs to 8 lbs 8 oz and then back to 9 lbs 10 oz in the first two weeks. We had a bit of a blip at day 3 when my milk transitioned from colostrum to milk, he just didn’t quite know what to do with it and we struggled for a day. Thankfully we had our doctor appointment that morning and I was able to have a phone consult with the lactation consultant which were reassuring. He is also pretty good natured and sleeps well. We’re up every 2-3 hours but he falls right back to sleep after eating, similar to Judah. He’s the fussiest in the evening and doesn’t go to bed until 11ish but continues his night sleep until 9ish. That would be great for me as I’m a night owl that likes to sleep in if it weren’t for son #1 getting up earlier and earlier it seems as the sun comes out earlier and earlier.


Judah has suddenly become a big kid, like overnight, when we brought Samuel home. He is the “big brother” and has become fearless and brave. Just the week before Samuel was born I had to go with him to his dark room or downstairs. But now “big brother” will go everywhere (sometimes this is not good, like when I’m nursing and hear the garage door shut because he’s gone looking for Dad who was mowing lawn, did I mention he can’t get into the house from the garage yet?). I had joked that I was hoping Judah would be able to dress himself before baby came. As of even the day before he was born Judah was still not able to dress himself. Baby comes home and boom, he is dressing himself, completely, undies, pants, and shirt. Sometimes they are on backwards but we don’t complain. He loves his baby brother and is pretty gentle and sweet to him. He has become a pro at sanitizing his hands before touching him which turned out to be a really good thing because on Friday after my Mom left we discovered...pink eye!


Cue trip to the doctor, our second that week. Thankfully my mother in law Andi and Jamie’s Aunt Lexi had planned to come up to visit for the day so I was able to put them in charge of the baby with some pumped milk and take Judah by myself. We got eye drops which are a bugger to get into his eyes, thankfully my MIL had a great tip that they just had to go in the corner of his closed eye and they would blink into the eye. The “Grandmas”, as Judah called Andi and Lexi, also did laundry and cleaned up my kitchen, huge thank you for that!

The weekend weather was good and we did some projects outside. We put together our new patio furniture and washed up our old set to sell. Judah helped me go to Fred Meyer for my fuschias for my hanging baskets. Sunday we had our first family outing for lunch. We went to Demetris in Edmonds, sat on the patio, and saw three trains!

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Don’t Cry Over Spilled Milk...But What About Fruit Punch?


This morning while I was feeding Samuel, Judah needed a refill on his fruit punch. So he got a hold of the pitcher on the counter and managed to spill it...all over the carpet. I was so mad and annoyed. It was really really hard to do as I’ve been asking Judah to do, not act out in sin in my anger. I know I actually blew it, in my attitude and lack of patience with him after the event. I’m still processing it, but the anger is coming somewhat from the fact that its probably not going to come out, so we’ll be living with this big pink spot for years (cause what’s the point in replacing carpet with two young boys and a dog?). I was thinking about that in the moment, that I had the choice to look at this pink spot for years and choose to love and forgive my son (who was really really sorry about the accident) or to continue to stew and be angry that my “stuff” got ruined. I have to be ok with stuff getting ruined, (which is hard for me) I do have two boys, its going to happen. As Jamie said in his text, “Take care of his heart, we can replace the carpet”.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Heeey Brother....

Meet Samuel John Zaehring
Born March 23rd, 2014 at 9:18 am
9 lbs, 21.5" long, 13.5" head
More later