Where have I been?

I must apologize for my lacking lately. Yes, I decided I need to pay a little more attention to my blog. I think it is beginning to feel neglected. O.K. so, I thought I'd up date you on what is happening in the Nydegger world. I know you are all sitting on the edge of your seats ready to dive into our lives from the past couple of months. So from youngest to oldest:

Anna, Mama, I'm a big girl now, Nydegger

Anna is now a month and a half past her 1st birthday. She is so much fun, I have to admit. Much to my demise, she started walking this past week. She caught on fast and the days of siting still in church are over. Most of the day she wanders around the house with a collection of things in her fists. She is also fond of the toilet and things that you lift up the lid and put things in (especially the toilet. She adores Harris and also goes around the house looking for "bro-bro." Her favorite part of the day is definitely when we go and get him. She giggles, whoops and hollers the whole way to his school. She is miss independent but also seems to freak out if I leave the room..go figure.

Harris, busy as can be, Nydegger

Harris is one busy kid. Between basketball twice a week, school, cub scouts, and whatever project he has put together for himself and his friends he has little time left. Of course he is the tallest kid on his basketball team, he is at least a head taller that all the other boys. The dads and coach have anointed him the center of the team and have been teaching him all the tactics of being a good center. A quick story: Harris got his bobcat a few months ago and was carrying it around and lost it. I guess that is a less for both of us. Harris needs to leave his badges in one spot and I need to sew them on within a week after he gets them.

ME!

So what can I say? I've been busy with the usual. I should just draw a big up arrow to let you know what I've been up to. Maybe that is why my blog has become a bit lacking. Also, I was just called as the enrichment leader in Relief Society. To all those who have had this calling: yes, I am a bit stressed out. Right now I am trying to get organized and plan the big March RS birthday party. Also, with the piles of snow and roads of ice I have become a gym rat and learned that with good tunes, treadmills are a semi-o.k. substitute for the great outdoors. O.K. not really. I am hoping for a thaw soon. All the years we have prayed for more moisture and this year I think our prayers have been answered. Is it right to ask it for it to stop? Ignore my selfish ramblings. I'm not going crazy yet.

Aaron, our wonderful provider, Nydegger

I love my man! HE is so wonderful. It seems that he works way to hard just to provide for our family. Right now his schedule is a little crazy as a baby step towards transitioning to his 9-5 new clinic has started. He is working on day at IHC Neighborhood clinic (new job) and three, sometimes 4, at IHC North Temple. A bit crazy bit we're hanging in there. He is also biding his time until the sun comes out and he can try out his new fly fishing stuff. I have to say, just watching him tie flies gets me excited for spring and I haven't ever fished. There is something classic and wonderful about watching him do this. I can't wait for him to be able to try it all out.

Well, there you are a quick update. I hope you love the pictures we've posted. I promise to blog about all my rantings and ravings a bit more consecutively.

Thankful List

Things we're thankful for: Days off! (Yea! Both Aaron and Harris are home today!), warm beds, cuddly babies, rain, running in the fall (o.k. that is just me, but I'll convince them yet), turkey, card board boxes, hot chocolate, drolling babies, stairs, stair gates, leaves, mountains, Anna playing so I can write this, blueberries, peaches, 24 ( we can finally see season 6 in 2 more weeks!), hikes after a good rain, bikes, rollerblades, fish (that probably depends on if Aaron can get them to bite), graham crackers,pink blanky (Anna), showers, lazy morning, Sunday nights, nice waitresses, cars that are still running, Nydegger family dance parties, playlists, friends, free time, ice water, pickles, naptime (which Anna has now partaking of), yellow drapes, chicken soup, cranberry whatever, scriptures, my son being thankful for the scriptures, back porches, yards, peek-a-boo,baths, furnace, Greawt Americans, pack meeting, dish doing music, life in general.....o.k. I could go on and on but tell me, what are you thankful for?

Lovely Autumn

A Sunday Evening

So, If any of you wondering what happens at the Nydegger household on Sunday evenings, now is your chance to interlope for a moment. Usually it consists of a dinner, one of our only dinners all week where we all sit at the table together. Harris usually leads us the discussion. You know the regular what did you learn at church etc. So much of the time is spent rambling on…and on about Pokemon, elementary school, and other things pertaining to our eight year old son. These discussions always seem to lead us to one thing:Aaron and I reminiscing about our childhood. Did you know that Aaron is a Chinese jump rope pro? O.K., now at Oakdale Elementary, where I attended school, Chinese jump rope was mainly played be girls. Yet, I guess at A’s school it was a unisex game. In fact, as he explains, his jump rope proficiency was his in with the cool kids. So, after this lively conversation, we pulled out one of Harris’s gigantic rubber bands, thanks Uncle Danny, and we played. Even more surprising than his Chinese jump rope skills, was Aaron’s memory of all the little intricacies of the game. Of course our lover of all things Asian, Harris, was enthralled. Now, I did not write this so that all my husband’s brothers could tease him. I dare say which of you is man enough to admit to knowing how to play Chinese jump rope. Yes, none. So, not only is he man enough but, he also can still surprise me after ten years? Ah, I married a man with such great prowess. For more information on CJR, visit: http://www.wikipedia.org/wiki/chinese_jump_rope

Back from the Doctors

O.K. so, today's entry might be a bit different since I am a bit worn out from the two hour trip Anna and I just took to the doctors. Don't get me wrong, I want my daughter to be healthy, I want her to be immunized, and I actually enjoy visiting with her doctor, this sweet old German man. Yet, it wears me out. The doctor's office is conveniently five minutes away from our house, so there is little trouble getting there. The receptionist was competent and friendly but, then there is the wait. Of course since we are new to the office the only time slot they had was 11:15 a.m., right when Anna eats and sleeps. So at first she trying to tumble out of my arms to crawl over to the tree house. Then when we finally get there the fun is only sustained for ten minutes when she stumbles after pulling herself up and bonks her head on the little step. As I scoop her up trying to distract her from the tears that inevitably come, she realizes she is tired and begins to whine. We look at a book, she whines when its done. We look at the Lion King mural, she whines. We try to find a clock in the waiting room quickly to find out that that element must have been forgotten in the kid-friendly design of this room. So, we play with the drinking fountain. Its amazing how the water disappears and comes back, I am so magical. Anyway, finally we are called back. Anna is o.k. with this new room, crinkly exam table paper, and a colorful mobile distract her sleepiness and hunger for a while. We jaunt down the hall to weigh and measure and are back. (Just a note: Anna no graces the growth chart at 5%...she's gained almost a full pound this past 3 weeks.) So the nurse leaves, promising we are next up on the doctor's docket and Anna and I look at each other. Toys! Yes there are new toys in this six by six exam room. We sit on the floor and pull them out. Anna is such a girl and goes right for the My Little Pony and tries to wash her hair with her spit. So that was the end of beauty shop with the my little ponies and on to the bead roller coaster. You know , the curving plastic-coated wires and the beads the cruise on through them, the toy that entertains children 6 mo to 12 years? Seriously, Harris still loves these. Anyway, that lasts another five minutes...in estimation. Oops! They left the clocks out of the exam rooms too. Anna then decides she's had it and we're up on our feet, looking at the mobile, scrunching the crunchy paper, and snorting. Yes, Anna loves to snort and she thinks it is funny when you mimic her. I always wonder what the people behind us in church think when all four of us are scrunching up our noses and Anna's laughing hysterically. Back to our six by six sanctuary. At this point I'm feeling a bit claustrophobic and ready to pound down the walls, but I notice the tongue depressors, I decide to use every pediatrician's favorite trick and give Anna a tongue depressor. She loves it until I sit down. She takes one look at the diaper bag with her x-ray vision, sees the bottle I packed for after her shot and squawks uncontrollably reaching for the bag. So, defeated, I get the bottle out I was saving for after her shots and give it to her. As soon as the bottle touches her lips, in jaunts our famous German Doctor. After gloating over her name (Nydegger, that wonderful European name) he gets down to business. A note here: to be fair to Dr. Kramer, he did spend a good deal of time with us and asked all the necessary questions, so I can't say he was in and out with a flash but, to make this a typical trip just insert that last phrase here. Anyway, Anna finished her bottle, smiles at the doctor, gets her length remeasured. Funny Dr.! He likes all the numbers to line up so, that Anna's percentage of length is greater than her height didn't sit well with him. So, he decides he wants to see if measuring her again will "shrink her", which it doesn't work. The nurse gives Anna her shot, Anna gives a little cry for dramatic emphasis, on with the clothes and out the door we go. Up in the main lobby I notice they didn't forget the clock here: it is now 1:00 p.m. The worst part of this trip is the guilt I feel in being a bit frustrated with the office. If this were Aaron, I would hope all his patients would be patient. So, I vow to next time try and rid myself of all impatience and become a patient patient. O.K.,sorry about the homonyms (what is the word if it sounds and looks alike? Is there one?), its a game Harris and I play.

Welcome one and All

So we have let loose into the blog world. Yea! Much thanks goes to Whitney, Jenni, and my family (we love the wiki site but, this gives us bit more exposure) for giving us reason to open our own little cyber space. Also, I think the word "published" gave me a bit of encouragement. So as a quick welcome note, we hope you enjoy this page with all of our rambling thoughts. As you can see,We've been undercover for a little while building up our repertoire. But now you can read all our silly thoughts and dealing with our small world. I hope you enjoy it all!

Rolling along with My Man

Aaron and I have a new past time. We have found it. Exercise we can do together. Remember in the nineties when all you wanted to do was go and roller blade with some cute guy at Liberty Park? It seemed like the perfect date and everyone was doing it. Well, my dream has now come true. After several attempts of trying coerce my huby into come run with me, my injured knee, as of late, gave us the opportunity to skate along together. I started to go alone, with Anna in the jogger, but I wore Aaron's skates which were a little big and a bit heavy. So, last Wednesday Aaron and I slipped into D.I. and bought me a pair of proper fitting skates...along with a few books and part of Harris' Halloween costume. A quick side note: Aaron always ends up with "a few" books when we go to D.I., we are lucky if we get out with just three. Aaron: I love you, my book worm. So, we went do to one of my favorite running paths in Davis County and skated. I'm sure it was a little interesting watching us figuring it all out. Between adjusting skates and Aaron forgetting which feet his skates go on, it took a bit to get going. Yet, the crowning event was when Aaron agreed it was fun and suggested we go again, soon. We did! I love this time of ours. It makes me feel a like a giggly teenager with my boyfriend, despite my fear of little rocks, my lack of balance, and our nine month old chaperon. I have learned a lot about my sweet husband and even what a locust was. Who would have guessed that flying grasshoppers, you know the ones with butterfly wings are locusts. Not only that, but there are actually locust here and not just in the holy land. Who would have thought. I am so glad that I have him to expose me to the insect world and to skate with. Thanks, Aaron.