Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Music To My Ears


I wish I played the piano more often, but it always turns into a duet or trio. Which is sweet, but not always as relaxing or fun as it used to be. I'm glad that my boys are exposed to music at a young age, and I hope some day they'll love it as much as I do.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

1st Triathlon

We competed in our first triathlon in Pleasanton. It's a little south of Walnut Creek. Chris' parents came and stayed with us in the hotel and watched George and Tommy while we competed. The event started at 7am. We thought we were getting there early at 6:30, but it took us a half hour to get into the parking lot because there were so many other people waiting to park too. But before that, we went to a gas station to pump up Chris' bike tires, and one of his tubes popped. So when we finally got into the park we found the bike station and got a new tube. We didn't know they were doing different heats, nor did we know which heat we were supposed to go in. I heard as I was laying my bike down and other stuff that in a minute the girls' heat for 16-40 year olds is next. I ran over to the water and got in the lake just as they were starting the heat. Then as I was beginning to swim, I heard that the last heat will be for 1st timers. Chris started in that one because his bike wasn't ready any sooner. Well, it all worked out. I was able to keep up with the swimmers in my heat, but everyone on the bike passed me. I was pretty excited though when I was passing a lot of people in spandex during the run. We finished the race and we didn't come in last. It was great. We'd like to do it again, but we need more time to get in shape.


Before the race. Chris can hardly hold in his excitement.



After the race. Finish line behind me.


Lake in the background. We did it!


Came back to a happy boy-Eating popcorn and
watching a movie. He loves his Gigi and Papa.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Family reunion in Loa

Here we are in Loa, Utah for a family reunion with my grandparents on my dad's side and his 7 siblings and their kids. Loa is a small town of about 2oo people, but it's where my grandparents met and fell in love. There are 94 people in this family (we know because we each got a t-shirt with our number on the back). Unfortunately everyone wasn't there, but there were probably close to 70 of us there. It was a lot of fun.


Here we are at fish lake skipping rocks.



Chris got up with George at 6 in the morning and went fishing. Luckily, they caught 2 fish, and George got to real in this big one. Thumbs up!


I realized that I was doing a terrible job at taking pictures, so I just took a picture of our hotel room, not noticing that Chris was in the middle of changing Tommy's diaper. But this is where I spent a lot of time, since Tommy napped twice a day, and so did I.

Family Trip to Utah






We got back from our family vaction a week ago, and we're still catching up on sleep. We drove to Utah and spent a few days with Chris' brother Mark and his family in Provo. George had a great time playing with his 3 girl cousins. He learned how to play 'house' and with babydolls. We went to the toy store today and the first thing he said he wanted to play with was the dolls. I don't mind. It's cute.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Say, "Cheese"









Here's the whole Purves family. We're all here. We took this picture on the 4th of July when Chris' brother Mark and his family were in town from Utah. I'm grateful to be part of such a wonderful family.



It amazing the ways babies can sleep. I imagine that he was standing up crying after we laid him down. And then when he was tired, he just laid back and fell asleep.

What else am I supposed to do?




This is George's favorite thing to do when going to the bathroom. The boy wants his privacy so I gladly close the door, only to check on him when it's too late. Of course it's always when I have a new roll of toilet paper on. I need to stop buying the extra large rolls. He can't seem to resist and I can't seem to remember to keep an eye on him when he's going.