Monday, June 20, 2011
Lazy bones
Ok, so a new post is desperately needed. I have to blog my 30th birthday, our cruise, and our trip to chicago. I am trying to acquire all straggling photos before I catch up. :) See you soon!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
The weekend of the WAB's!
The Wicked Awesome (Edsberg) Bitches joined the Brands for a weekend in St. George!
Chris flew down the day-of to check us into the hotel while I drugged up in preparation for the drive down. Along with low-grade fevers, a sore throat from the brimstones of hell, and congestion headaches - I packed my favorite treats and was on my way! Camilla was my first addition followed by Eva and then Sarah. We officially became the "Branbergs" when we met the rest of the gang in Nephi. The rest of the drive down was filled with laughs, Sarah's tunes and best of all - Eva's "Coming to America". TODAY!!!!!! So funny. Only in my wildest dreams could I voice such a Danish accent.
After arriving and sprucing up we went Karaoke-ing with the the talents of the Brand sisters. I bow down to you! Shauna sung men to their knees, Terri and Sarah put on quite a show and Traci owned it like I've never seen before!
Day two will live forever in infamy! Camilla. That should sum it up to us Branbergs. The floods, the stains and . . . the socks. The end :)
That night was shopping, dinner and Apples to Apples with Terri-saurous Rex. Good times :)
Thanks for a GREAT trip, Ladies!!
Chris flew down the day-of to check us into the hotel while I drugged up in preparation for the drive down. Along with low-grade fevers, a sore throat from the brimstones of hell, and congestion headaches - I packed my favorite treats and was on my way! Camilla was my first addition followed by Eva and then Sarah. We officially became the "Branbergs" when we met the rest of the gang in Nephi. The rest of the drive down was filled with laughs, Sarah's tunes and best of all - Eva's "Coming to America". TODAY!!!!!! So funny. Only in my wildest dreams could I voice such a Danish accent.
After arriving and sprucing up we went Karaoke-ing with the the talents of the Brand sisters. I bow down to you! Shauna sung men to their knees, Terri and Sarah put on quite a show and Traci owned it like I've never seen before!
Day two will live forever in infamy! Camilla. That should sum it up to us Branbergs. The floods, the stains and . . . the socks. The end :)
That night was shopping, dinner and Apples to Apples with Terri-saurous Rex. Good times :)
Thanks for a GREAT trip, Ladies!!
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Double Whammy
Henry has now started his antibiotics for his double ear infection and pink eye. Along with a cold, really sore throat and coughing fits, he is hanging in there. The Dr. told me that is it likely only a matter of time before Charlie picks it up too. Our humidifiers are running on their last legs - they have been going constantly for the last couple of weeks. My boys just can't seem to escape picking up every illness they come by. I guess the bright side is that they are building their immune systems? Whatever, it still sucks that they have almost been sick these entire first two months of the year. Needless to say - I HATE JANUARY AND FEBRUARY!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
So Far
Well, we've had two kids: Henry (4) and Charlie (19 months).
Henry is battling a cold, which will keep him from Joy School tomorrow. A group of moms and I got together to host a type of preschool in our homes once a week for our 3-4 year old kids. He loves it and HATES to miss it. He is on a waiting list to attend a neat preschool near our house that incorporates music into the curriculum. He is my early bird that likes to rise between 5:00 and 5:30 am. A true test of my sanity. He constantly wraps "presents" for me with his blankets and cowboy ropes and loves cuddling right after his nap. He builds farms and corrals with ropes - and now !shoes! and puts on rodeos and races. Aside from Charlie King-Konging through his games, he is very happy to play with his little brother.
Charlie is climbing every thing. If he's not on the dining table, he is on the coffee table. If he is not cuddling on the couch with his beloved blanket, he is screaming by his bedroom door demanding entrance to get his blanket. If he is not throwing food off of his high chair, he is chucking his sippie cup on the floor. If he is not knocking on the back door hoping to escape, he is saying night-night while he takes himself up to bed. This boy gives us a run for our money. He isn't speaking English yet, but jabbers all the time. We are thinking his vocab will sprout this summer.
Jack is 5 and acts like a grandpa. He is our yellow lab purchased from a random dude outside a Walmart. He is our best buddy and we don't know what we'd do without him. He is currently on a cocktail of joint supplements to try to ease some of the discomfort he is obviously experiencing. Slowly, but surely we are seeing our spazz-tic puppy returning to his usual self.
Chris has finished his second airplane and is trying to complete the first 40 solo hours so we can take a maiden voyage to Solvang. He also plans to start brewing again - Hannah likey :)
I am now P90X-ing, writing for the family gallery, facebooking, will shortly be cruising and am now blogging.
Henry is battling a cold, which will keep him from Joy School tomorrow. A group of moms and I got together to host a type of preschool in our homes once a week for our 3-4 year old kids. He loves it and HATES to miss it. He is on a waiting list to attend a neat preschool near our house that incorporates music into the curriculum. He is my early bird that likes to rise between 5:00 and 5:30 am. A true test of my sanity. He constantly wraps "presents" for me with his blankets and cowboy ropes and loves cuddling right after his nap. He builds farms and corrals with ropes - and now !shoes! and puts on rodeos and races. Aside from Charlie King-Konging through his games, he is very happy to play with his little brother.
Charlie is climbing every thing. If he's not on the dining table, he is on the coffee table. If he is not cuddling on the couch with his beloved blanket, he is screaming by his bedroom door demanding entrance to get his blanket. If he is not throwing food off of his high chair, he is chucking his sippie cup on the floor. If he is not knocking on the back door hoping to escape, he is saying night-night while he takes himself up to bed. This boy gives us a run for our money. He isn't speaking English yet, but jabbers all the time. We are thinking his vocab will sprout this summer.
Jack is 5 and acts like a grandpa. He is our yellow lab purchased from a random dude outside a Walmart. He is our best buddy and we don't know what we'd do without him. He is currently on a cocktail of joint supplements to try to ease some of the discomfort he is obviously experiencing. Slowly, but surely we are seeing our spazz-tic puppy returning to his usual self.
Chris has finished his second airplane and is trying to complete the first 40 solo hours so we can take a maiden voyage to Solvang. He also plans to start brewing again - Hannah likey :)
I am now P90X-ing, writing for the family gallery, facebooking, will shortly be cruising and am now blogging.
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