Like Mike

My husband decided to get a buzz cut while we were in Utah. He'd never had one before--can you believe it? If I was a boy and looked even semi-decent with a buzz, I'd never have any other hair style. So easy and handsome:

Shortly after he got the cut, 1st Brother said to him, "Hey, Mike!" and kept referring to him as Mike. He explained he thought My Husband looked like this ape-like man pet from One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish:

Can you see where he's coming from? Looks like 1st Brother may have inherited my family's talent for drawing strange and funny but true look-a-like comparisons.

Man Hater

The woman who cleans the common areas of our building took a trip to the Philippines recently and brought me back this shirt:

Hee hee! I don't think the message is funny, but I was very amused imagining how horrified and embarrassed I'd feel wearing it.

Utah Summer '09

We had a delightful 2-week trip to Utah near the end of July. I was thrilled to enjoy temperatures in the 90s every day (hooray for real summer!), eat too much crap, take advantage of lots of babysitting, and spend time with my favorite people.

My Husband gave 2nd Brother his baby blessing at my family's home. Part of me thought we should have it at our church in SF, but it was too convenient with so many family members in Utah:


1st Brother had his first (and second) water park experience. If you're near Utah County, you should totally check out the Lindon Aquatics Center. It was a huge hit and only cost $5/person.

1st Brother got to spend some quality time with my sister's adorable dog,

with the son of My Husband's best friend--these boys are almost exactly the same age--

and with 2nd Brother of course:

My in-laws treated us to a trip to the Thanksgiving Point farm and dinosaur museum = awesome:

note the superhero pose in front of the giant shark:

And the real reason we came: for the marriage of my youngest sister! Most of these shots were taken outside the Salt Lake temple where they were married:

My sister and her husband decided to stick with the temple plus afternoon dinner with family and close friends at Macaroni Grill on their big day--no reception, bridesmaids, etc. My Husband and I did this too, and I've never regretted keeping it more low key. Here's 1st Brother on the way to dinner:

And here are the happy youngsters! My mom MADE the dress (and the bouquet) when my sis couldn't find what she had in mind. Any daughter of mine in this predicament is out of luck.

Look at her sassy red shoes!

A better look at the veil, which my second-to-youngest sister made:

3 Months

Look at my Happy Hank! (as we've been calling him)

Have you seen his mullet/monk hairstyle?

He was pretty fussy during our recent Utah trip but reverted back to his angelic ways within a couple days of returning to SF (thank goodness!). I think I made him laugh the first time near end of July by saying "a poop EXPLOSION!" with lots of inflection. And there are early signs we may have another chatterbox on our hands: he'll stop nursing lately to look up at me and coo and squeal for extended periods. Uh oh. As my mom pointed out, at least the brothers can chat at each other when 2nd Brother is older.