Growth Ensues

Prepare for Trey overload......

Welp, it's happening. He's morphing into a man child as we speak. Last night, he started clapping and I found myself in tears. Yes, apparently, I too have changed. I have become a mom.

8 months ago, I was in unbearable pain for 2 hours. Then, after 10 minutes of pushing, this little alien like creature came out of unmentioned parts. (YEA for easy labor) I'm still in awe over that.

He was sort of wrinkly. Sort of skinny. Sort of slimy. Sort of, dare I say, gross?

Now he is sort of perfect.
Especially those two Thumper teeth coming in on top.

I love him. I love that everywhere we go, everyone else loves him.
Maybe this sounds like psycho mom talk, but I know Treyson has a great work to do on this Earth. I've known it for awhile. I only hope I can teach him enough to enable him to accomplish it.

At 8 months, Treyson:

Is an extremely messy eater. Who still hates green beans.

Has begun throwing fits when things he likes are removed from him. Fits involve full head throwing back and bridging. Even a few kicks and stomps. I CANT WAIT for you to turn 2. Refuses to crawl. or even try. You prefer the steamroller approach. Likes his mom the best. (good boy.) even when she looks less than fab (aka every day).

Smiles the biggest for dad.

Likes to slap dad and mom in the face. HARD.

Sleeps like a stink bug. face down. butt in air.

Are often content, just hanging out with mom or dad.

Wake up every night at 330am. It's starting to get old.

Nurse 4-5 times a day for a short time.

Weigh 19.5 lbs

and 27.5 in long. Let's give it up for perfectly average babies.

Sit looking out the window a few minutes a day. (WHAT are you thinking?)

Get really excited and scream as loud as you can.

We call it "the raptor"

Clap and wave.

Gnawl on EVERYTHING you see.

Could have to do something with the 4 teeth on bottom and the 2 on top!?

Have really long hair on top. Hence the comeover. (Alisa and Liz, mom thinks he looks like Ralph)
Are way too pretty to be a boy.

We tried to take photos today sans the fancy cow camera, (it's in Wisconsin w/Trevor) and Treyson was less than enthused. Not the greatest, but fun nonetheless. (for me, not Trey)

Love him.

Yes. I'm wasting Time.

♥ What are your middle names?
Christine and John

♥How long have you been together?
Dated a year. Married two.

♥ How long did you know each other before you started dating?
We met our Freshman year of college in the dorms. I remember every detail. He doesn't remember a thing. We both were dating people at the time. Then he went on a mission for our church for two years to Ecuador. We met up the December after he got home when he started hitting on me on facebook. I'm not kidding. He will deny it.

♥ Who asked who out?
He asked me out. I worked at his brother's Utah office and so a lot of people there knew of him. Corrine convinced me to go. Convincing was needed because I thought Trevor was too young. I liked 35 year olds apparently.

♥ Who made the first move?
He made it. But I totally was begging for it. No shame there! We didn't kiss till our third date. I know, I'm so freaking chaste.

♥ How old are each of you?
24 years and 9 months

♥ Did you go to the same school?
Same college. Go Cougars!

♥ Are you from the same home town?
No. I am from the big city (KC). He is from little, itty, Parma Idaho.

♥ Who is the smartest?
I'm a ton more book smart. He's a ton more real world smart.

♥ Who majored in what?
I majored in Health and English Education. Trevor majored in Animal Science (he transferred his last year to BYU-Idaho. Easiest school on the face of the earth.

♥ Who is the most sensitive?
duh. Me. Trevor has no emotions (he claims this with pride). I am a walking basketcase.

♥ Where do you eat out most as a couple?
We really try NOT to eat out. When we do, it usually involves steak or all you can eat buffets. I wonder who picks those?

♥ Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
Ecuador.
Though when we drove to the Midwest in a Semi with a bunch of cows loaded, it SEEMED a lot longer.

♥ Who has the worst temper?
Trevor the hot head.

♥ How many children do you want?
I say 4. Trevor says 6. I'm thinking I'll win.

♥ Who does the cooking?
I usually cook, but Trevor hates everything I cook. He only likes meat and potatoes. He's learning to get over it.

♥ Who is more social?
Def. me. Trevor is great in social gatherings, but he prefers to be by himself. I thrive on relationships.

♥ Who is the neat-freak?
Me. I am anal. Trevor is a slob. Poor me.

♥ Who is the most stubborn?
We are both stubbon. horribly. It's awful. However, I am always right. So he has learned to be less stubborn.

♥ Who wakes up earlier?
He is a total morning person. I don't wake up till Treyson does.

♥ Where was your first date?
PF Changs. The waiter thought we were married. :)

♥ Who has the bigger family?
Me. Five kids total.

♥ Do you get flowers often?
no. Trevor has given me flowers ONCE the whole time we've known each other. I think they're stupid anyway. They just die.

♥ How do you spend the holidays?
We switch off every other year.

♥ Who is more jealous?
I don't feel like either of us really is. He HATES hearing anything about my ex boyfriends though. I could care less.

♥ How long did it take to get serious?
Well. We were serious from day....4. Trevor told me he loved me three weeks after our first date. Normally, I would find this completely weird, BYU-like and psycho; however, if you know Trevor's personality it is COMPLETELY out of character to do such a thing. SO, it was real.

♥ Who eats more?
Trevor eats 10 times my amount.

♥ What do you do for a living?
Trevor is a cattle rancher. Real deal. I am a mom w/ a degree. (I feel like I can still claim that degree)

♥ Who does/did the laundry?
All me. Thanks.

♥ Who’s better with the computer?
Me probably, but Trevor is building his own website and has learned so much.

♥ Who drives when you are together?
I come to close to killing us every time, so I make him drive.

♥ What is "your" song?
I say it's this. (First wedding dance song):
Trevor claims it's Ludacris, "Your Fantasy". Yes, he's entirely inappropriate. And Mom, PLEASE do not google that song.

Okay, I tag (friends and random bloggers) Tara, Angela R., Kat Dunn, Chelsea,Kali Bess AND Emily R. Oh, and Sara, who doesn't have a blog but should.

LOVE THIS.

Lazy Baby

Okay, so usually I use this blog to brag about my child and how perfect he is.
But, here's a reason your kid is probably cooler than mine.

Treyson is LaZy. He refuses to crawl. He's 8 months old and instead of crawling to get to where he wants. He simply rolls.
and rolls.
and rolls.

We try to teach him the crawling "position" but, he just kicks his legs and flaps his arms and screams in frustration.

um. So. I don't know what else to do to help the little immobile weiner.

Trevor just hopes the rest of his son's athletic career doesn't follow a similar pattern.
Heaven help a son who gets MY athletic genes.

Pride.

I am obsessed with my niece. I HATE being so far.

POOP

Today my son had his first taste of cow poop.

And, to make matters worse, I think he liked it.

Guess I better get used to it.

quickly.

(For those of you who are confused as to how this could occur, please brush yourselves up on our life).

Oh, and READ THE POST BELOW.

My mom

My mom's birthday was two days ago. Last year, everyone forgot her birthday. This year, I didn't forget.

sort of.

I planned our Kansas visit on the week of her birthday. (After all, Trey is the best present EVER!) I bought her a real present a weeks in advance (which should be there any day, mom. It's being hand made. I know. fancy.). I told her happy birthday a few days prior (while I was in town) so i wouldn't forget. BUT, nevertheless, on Friday, I didn't call to tell her happy birthday.

I guess I forgot.

BUT does all my preplanning somehow make up for it? Do I somehow get credit for showing SOME progression from last year?

I'm just horrible at remembering birthdays. I even forgot my own last year.

We didn't forget. We're just on our own time schedule around here.

So from us all, be it two days retarde,

Happy Birthday Mom/Cindy/MiMi.

As I get older, I truly see and understand all she has sacrificed and done for myself and my siblings.

It's amazing.

AND, might I add, she looks dang (there.) good for having 5 children and enduring 18 years of hell raising this horrid, hormonal teenage girl.

Love you Mom.

really cute pics of treyson below!

night swings.

the green stuff in his eyebrows? green beans. he's not a fan.

Tonight, Trey wasn't ready to go to bed and Trevor was at meetings. Treyson has been a teething disaster and swinging outside has been the best distraction from his poor little painful mouth.

I love Treyson. Obviously. If you don't love your child with your whole heart, you are a deadbeat. The most interesting thing about having a child, for me, is the feeling of utter humility. You see, I'm a real loser. Don't tell me differently or tell I'm wonderful - b/c I'm not. I'm just mediocre. I do my best most of the time. Then Treyson came along. He's this perfect little, abnormally happy child. How did HE comes from someone like me? Someone who sees everything half empty and yells at her husband for tracking cow crap in the house?

I don't get it. BUT, I like it. I like the challenge of being as good as him.

These are some of my most favorite pictures ever. I think they truly depict the simplicity of our life out here. It makes me think I WILL eventually get "used" to life out in the boonies. I might even grow to love it. Moments like this night truly let me appreciate the gorgeous scenery and the solitude. Oh, and the fact I can go outside in my underwear and no one can see me. ;) That's a joke. I don't really walk outside in my underwear - tho if you come and visit - I will let you walk outside in yours and not tell anyone. Talk about a rush!

My Glamorous Life

Today was one of those days. Days which are painfully real and seemingly dull. Days in which your child is horribly grouchy from top teeth coming in. Days in which you get nothing done - including showering or even getting dressed. Days in which making your husband lunch is truly your greatest accomplishment. Days in which you go to bed completely exhausted. Yet, days in which you laugh and say "I really heart my life."

Welcome to my real day. In pictures.

The End.


No really.
That's it.
oh, and happy birthday to my mom.
who truly exemplifies a glamorous life.

Dustin does it again!

Dustin Izatt was our wedding photographer. He also did a few of our friends' weddings. We will all vouch for him as being the greatest photographer of all time. And to be top it off, he and his wife Tiffany, are seriously the nicest, most genuine people in the world! He recently did a shoot for the whole Roche family. Sherri (mother inlaw) picked the outfits and paid the bill! Thanks Sherri!

It was quite the task for poor Dustin and Tiff, as we have a few rambuctious members of the fam; nevertheless, he pulled it off again! Here are just a few from his blog. If you are really bored and want to see them ALL, you can find them at www.DustinIzatt.com under proofing. Check out his other works too - esp. his weddings. AAAAAMMMMAAAZING.

Cousin Love

(ew. I look thick in this picture)

Treyson met Maddie. It was instant love. I about died having to leave Miss Priss. I love her so much more than ever expected. She looks just like Ryan as a baby. I am so grateful Ryan married such an excellent woman becuase now I know my niece will be just as excellent.

MORE new posts below!

No Place Like Home

Treyson and I are back from Kansas! It was so fun! We loved meeting Maddie Lynn and seeing the whole family. We really missed Trevor though! Trevor missed Treyson...when he picked us up at the airport he didn't even say hi to me! I guess we know who HIS favorite is!

We did a lot of fun things with the Ponders. My favorite was seeing the musical "Mama Mia." I thought I would hate it considering the idea of seeing middle aged women dance around and sing about their romantic lives doesn't really do it for me - but it was AWESOME. Treyson danced and screeched through the whole production. He was on cloud nine.

As fun as it was, it's nice to be back to our "new" home and finally get things settled. Lots of cleaning to do. A complete disaster of a room and bathroom downstairs thanks to a certain teenager who is now grounded. (haha. I've always wanted to say that!) Trey is completely off schedule and a sleeping disaster. Our old landlord is seriously trying to get EVERY penny out of us and our security deposit. Awesome.

Life is truly, a beautiful disaster...;) I'm learning to take my time, relax and just take things as they come. I have a tendancy to try to get EVERYTHING done in one day.

Here are a lot of photos

Don't say I never post pictures of myself. Esp. since this one is sans makeup.

My best friend from high school, Brooke.

Trey loved the airport. SO much to watch!

Trey with Mimi.