Samuel Dodge, Sam, Sammy, SammyD, Honey bun, Mister, etc..

I know this is 3 1/2 months late.. but here is the birth of SammyD.
October 8th is my nephew Donny's Birthday. He turned 4 last year. I was sad I wasn't able to make it to his party.. (I go to all of my sister's kid's parties.. mainly to see what big event she has planned and created.. also I love her kids) We called little Donny on the night of his birthday.. I made my sister keep him awake until Dan got home from work. We sang and he laughed.. it was a good time. Still not able to fully understand what he says over the phone.. I understood that they went and got pizza.. that is about all I got out of the conversation. The kid is hilarious though. ANYWAY.. right after we had called.. we decided to go on a walk. Being 4 days til my due date.. and having my Dr tell me that I wasn't going to have the kid for probably another week..I thought it safe to go for a stroll. We walked around the hospital.. not just to be safe but because they have a path with blue footprints all around it.. and we live right next to it. Well I felt great.. and then we got home. I had to PEE!!! so I went and there was some blood ( SORRY MEN FOR THE GRAPHIC EXPLANATIONS.. Probably best to stop now if you don't want any more!!) it freaked me out and I yelled for Dan.. the Dr had said not to worry if there wasn't a ton.. which there wasn't.. so I went about my night. We were supposed to go to dinner with Dan's brother Sam.. But at that point I thought it best to just take it easy just in case. Taking it easy lasted about 5 minutes. I went into the bedroom and had a massive pain! Contraction #1. I immediately told Dan then texted my sister Laura to see what she thought I should do. Lets just say I think my sister knows all and I go to her for everything. (Knows all in a good way Laura!) She suggested that I call the Dr. to see what I should do.. I was going to but then I remembered everything the Dr had said to do before I came in. The bleeding had stopped. So me and my huge stomach took a bath.. it was about 5 minutes of goodness and then WAM! Contraction #2. I hadn't had any braxton hicks contractions or anything before.. very minor cramps.. but I thought for sure this was the real deal! I continued to stay in the bath until I had another one.. which never happened. I finally got out.. (with help from Dan. there is no way I could even try to get out by myself) I got ready for bed and was laying on the couch when finally Contraction #3 arrived. They weren't close enough together when I would be able to go into the hospital. I decided just to go to bed and I would call in the morning if anything was different. During the night I didn't sleep much.. Every time I moved I would be in pain! So I laid still all night long.. Except for the 2 middle of the night pee trips. But I woke up still in pain when I moved and the bleeding had started again. So I called my mom.. then I called the Drs office. The nurse told me just to go in and the worst they could do was send me home. I got ready for the Day and went in at 11:30 am. They had me change into a gown to check me to see why I was bleeding. Come to find out.. I was dilated to a 4+ and was having unknown contractions every 5ish minutes. I could only feel about 1/4th of all of my contractions.. and then they started happening a little bit more (not to where I hated life yet.. but to where I could feel a little discomfort.) they called my dr to see what she wanted to do.. she said she would come break my water and get this going. I kept telling the nurses that i wanted the epidural ASAP.. I was at a 4.. so I was ready. she came and broke my water at about 1:30.. There's nothing like a crotchet hook looking device going inside of you and having a warm substances come out right after. Not my most favorite experience. Soon after the contractions had started full force. HOLY CRAP. at that point my dr said she wanted to wait a little bit for my epidural.. she sat with me for a little while and tried to help me breathe through the contractions. I just wanted to hold on to that rail tight and close my eyes and just hope it would go away. She didn't want me to do that. She wanted my eyes open and to open my cervix (however the freak you do that!). as soon as she left I told the nurse to get me the epidural NOW! they would worry it would slow things down.. c'mon.. I'm a Fontano Girl. So she got me the epidural at about 2:15. BLESS THAT MAN. He saved the day. He asked how much pain I wanted to feel.. HA I said absolutely no pain! He said ok! He freaked Dan out while putting in the goods.. only because his eyes were closed while putting the needle in. He noticed Dan's concern and had explained that he does it by feel and not by sight. It was a comical moment. As soon as he was done.. I was in heaven. Heck I'll have 20 kids if it could all be like that! by 5pm I was at a 9.. So it didn't slow anything down! Also my legs were so numb that I couldn't do a think with them. it was almost like I was paralyzed from the waist down. Couldn't feel a thing.. Dan was amused by that. Kept touching my leg and would ask if I could feel it. NOPE. anyways.. at one point in the whole thing.. the baby's heart rate when down to 50.. everyone was in panic mode.. I was kind of out of it.. so I wasn't really phased by it.. but I know Dan was super worried.. and by the time I had heard that my Dr was RUNNING through the hospital to get to me.. I was a little worried. turns out he was fine.. I think the monitors that were around my belly weren't in the right spots or something.. so they ended up putting some different monitors up inside of me.. and they screwed one in the baby's head to check his heart rate. FREAKY! but thank heavens he was fine. SO.. by 6 I was fully effaced and fully dilated. Bring on the baby! My family was making fun of me.. because I was texting the whole time I was in labor. I was just letting them know what was going on! but at 6:30 it was pushing time.. so I couldn't text them anymore. But by then.. my mother and father in law were in the waiting room and my mom was there as well.. my mom had come in to see me right before I started pushing.. OH and Dave came in at around 3 or 4 I think to bring Dan food. I wasn't allowed to eat.. which I should have eaten breakfast!! But I didn't. BACK TO BUSINESS.. I started pushing at 6:30. I had to alternate from my right side and my back to try and get the baby in the correct position. When you push.. you can only push when you are contracting.. SO it took a while. And I kept getting woozy when I was pushing on my back. The Dr came in at the beginning and said she would be next door delivering a baby for a lady that had already had kids.. so she would be quicker than me. She got back and after I had been pushing for an hour and a half.. the baby was still turned the wrong way. So the nurse kept pushing on my stomach to get the baby to move and the Dr's hand was inside trying to get him to move.. it was another not so favorite moment! But I pushed for another 25 minutes with the dr saying "Push hard" "not that hard" "harder" "STOP" "Push" "you're doing so good" and then when the baby came out it was like the weirdest best feeling.. your stomach had an empty feeling and you see your little one and you're emotions are crazy.. I kept my cool though. Dan was worried that he would have a conehead FOREVER... cause it was massive.. but now he just looks like he has a conehead from all the stinking unmanageable hair in the back! anyways.. he was perfect! 8.5lbs 19.5 in. october 9th at 8:25 pm. Full Head of hair, beautiful chubby cheeks, and just so cute! they Sucked out his nose and mouth and ears and then cleaned him off and I got to love on that little guy. He was starving after a little bit and so was I! I fed him first though (which is most often the case now too). He latched right on and we have never really had much of a problem feeding. AS YOU CAN TELL! I then just wanted frosted flakes.. since I didn't get my breakfast before.. So that was my dinner. Then the inlaws and my mom came to see the baby. Grandma Morris got to hold him first.. and Then it was grandpa morris?? I don't remember.. but eventually everyone in there got to hold him. Sam (dan's brother) and his girlfriend Rachel came too.. so they got to hold him as well. My mom Held him and stayed with me while Dan took his parents back to our house. During that time the nurse bathed him. and we loved on him some more. After that my mom went home and they tried to get me to get up and go pee.. I couldn't. I got to the toilet and almost passed out.. so she brought me back to the bed.. then they tried again.. no go. So they threatened to put a catheter in.. NO WAY. My feeling was almost fully back! So I asked if I could just basically pee the bed. Haha.. She just treated it as if I had just gotten my water broken. I know this is TMI.. But for my own personal wanting to remember.. I peed for probably 2 minutes straight. Anyways.. blah blah blah.. we were at the hospital.. 24 hours after he was born they checked for jaundice.. and he had it. and had to stay at the hospital til sunday. We finally got to go home and then they checked it again on monday and had to be in the lights again! was in there until wednesday and then we were light free! SO now he is a healthy LARGE baby.. and he has our hearts. He loves to smile and play with his toys. He loves getting his picture taken.. (probably not true.. but I've probably taken at least a million pictures of him) He's so funny.. he's loud and talkative and can't roll over.. because he hates tummy time.. so I don't do tummy time.. and his belly is so big. But he likes to sit up and is starting to want to stand.. while holding him of course. He is a crazy kicker and loves his baths. He's a great eater and it shows. He's the cutest little man in the world! at his 2 month appointment he weighed 15lbs (98%) his height was 24 inches (85%). we weighed him about 3 weeks ago and he was at 18lbs.. hes probably 20 by now. he is in 6-9 month clothes too!! geez! anyways: MEET Samuel Dodge Morris.

8.5lbs 19.5 in.

first night,

dang jaundice!

about to head home from the hospital

first bath.. in the sink. slept right through it

only time he fit into that outfit

love those rubberband arms!

he loves that binkie

gumball machine for halloween

looking like daddy

naked.

holy cuteness in the overalls

one month pictures

fohawk oompa loompa style

his hands are constantly up like this when he sleeps

these 2 babies are 6.5 weeks apart.. violet is 1 week in this pi ans sam is 7.5 weeks. TANK.

smiling boy

his christmas picture (thanks Dave)

drooling machine

sittin in his bumbo like a boss

Ready or Not.. here he comes!

Here it is.. probably my last post before giving much painful and scary birth to my son. Today I am 38 weeks. I am measuring big.. which unfortunately doesn't mean this little man is coming early. It means: this boy is probably huge. I'm kind of freaking out with him being big. OUCH. That's all I can think. I'm scared of labor and of my water breaking and of the epidural needle and of everything else that I am about to go through. Sometimes I wanna take it back. No can do. This kid is coming. Me.. scared or not scared.. he's coming. 
On the other hand: I'm excited to be a mom.. to hold this little guy and to raise him. I am really excited to get him out of me.. whoever says that they love being pregnant and having their child move inside of them.. FULL OF CRAP. It's the most uncomfortable and painful thing. Heartburn sucks, whenever he goes to my left side.. want to punch someone, kicks my ribs.. not favorite. SO yes: him coming out.. will be the best thing ever. 
I won't have the excuse of eating whatever I want anymore though. It's been nice to eat ice cream or cake or large amounts of candy without any judgment from others. PS.. no one tells you that you basically get all of the first trimester symptoms again in the end. Nausea is back some,. and the smells are a little intense.. and other things that suck.
I promise I'm not an angry person. I really think my pregnancy has been pretty easy. I have been blessed. I do enjoy being able to continue to help at the Shop and keep busy. And sometimes it is fun to watch my stomach move like there is an alien in there.
On another note: my dad got neck surgery on the 19th. The anesthesiologist scared the crap out of me though.. before he went in for surgery.. he kept saying things like: now you know you could die on the table and all of these other high risk things.. and then immediately follows with: OK.. hugs and kisses and goodbyes. Dave and myself kind of cried a lot for a minute.. but with all of the blessings he has gotten and with everything that has happened.. we knew he wasn't done here yet. The surgery went great.. and the Dr was very impressed with how well he was recovering. Unfortunately, he got a urinary tract infection and some other things happened while in recovery.. but they say that wasn't unusual, They moved him over to the rehab center.. and he was having hallucinations. Dave was standing in front of him.. and he started reaching for Dave's crotch.. he thought Dave was standing in a bunch of fluff. it was pretty funny.. but that was all thanks to the drugs he's been on him being super tired. So tomorrow we will find out how long he will be in rehab. He will have a neck brace on for about 3 months. poor guy. Hes tough though.. sometimes a little too tough.. he doesn't like to ask for help or anything.. sometimes tries to do things by himself. I think I'm like him though.. don't really like to inconvenience people.. even when it doesn't really inconvenience them. Anyways, he is recovering well.
All in all: baby is coming, dad is alive and well, and I'm scared to death to give birth. WISH ME LUCK!!

OH baby.. OH baby.

Well, I've been called out on my lack of blog writing by my friend Valerie. I've been meaning to write for a while now.. but I am just so lazy. Really, I've been crazy busy lately and it seems as if I sometimes don't even have time for myself or Dan. Poor Dan. Anyway, thanks to Valerie's nagging (which wasn't really nagging) I decided to write again.

So, I'm still pregnant. I feel GINORMOUS. It's probably the least appealing feeling in the world. I'm excited to get this little guy out! Oh yah.. I guess it has been that long.. The baby is a Boy. His name is Samuel Dodge. NOT THE VEHICLE BRAND! My great great grandpa's name was Israel Dodge.

I've been working on a quilt for the baby with my mom (because I have no idea when it comes to quilting stuff). It's been enjoyable. I can tell it'll be a good thing for her to do as well while my dad will be in recovery. Long story short: he has to get open heart surgery sometime soon.. he was already supposed to have it.. unfortunately, I think he's been too darn stubborn and has taken a little too much Ibuprofin or probably stressing way too much about the surgery, that he has a HUGE ulcer in his stomach. Poor guy. His legs aren't working and it seems as if this guy who has the mindset of a 29 year old is stuck in a 90 year old man's body. He's using a walker and they are hooking up an attachment to the back of the jeep in the near future for the Jazzy! All the grandkids love that thing.. especially little Griffballs (Griffin.. Dave's son). Anyway, we are hoping to get that taken care of soon.. so that he can get better and start feeling the way he should. He'll have to get back surgery after the heart surgery to hopefully help his walking. We shall see and pray for the best.

Anyway, QUILT.. it's going to be so adorable. I've decided to do this little guy's room with trucks and cars. His dad approved that idea.. OBVIOUSLY. That's all Dan ever talks about or wants to tinker with. This little boy will definitely be a real boy. Even though my sister has threatened to have her daughter play barbies and ponies with him. BULL HONKY. She's going to be playing trucks and cars. ANYWAYS!! The colors are Orange, Aqua blue, and Grey. I've gotten the cutest fabric for it.. and it's just going to be a block quilt type one. I'm excited for it. 

Good news is that the morning sickness is gone! BUT: heartburn galore has arrived.. and the whole feeling like the fattest whale on the planet.. and now I just get to keep getting bigger. Hopefully the whole breastfeeding and eating normal foods (I guess exercise.. BLAH) will help get me back into chip chop shape. A few other things still happen and are annoying.. teeth brushing, smells of some sorts, peeing when you sneeze.. and having to pee every 5 minutes!! you know.. the works.

I Biffed it the other day walking up the cement stairs to our apartment.. my legs are pretty messed up from it.. and I landed on my stomach too! That part was SCARY. I couldn't feel the little guy move for a while after.. which had both me and Dan in tears. (he might deny that) I also dropped Dan's drink and most of it spilled out all over the ground and me.. (which could be why Dan was teary eyed) but the little guy Finally started going crazy as he always does. I still felt as though I should call the Dr.. so, I called and it turns out that if he was still moving and there was no bleeding or anything.. I was safe. Thank heavens. 

That's all I have for now. I will work on my blog writing.

Secret Secret.. we've got a Secret!

So a lot has happened in the last little while. I won't go over everything right now.. But recently we've discovered some things about me. Let me name some of them off:

1. I couldn't handle my bathroom that is connected to our room anymore. (all my clothes and shoes took up the whole closet. Dan had to use the guest room as his closet. He also just made the guest bath his own.) We have switched! I have now moved my things into both bedroom and bathroom. I don't step foot into Dan's new bathroom which was my old one.

2. I absolutely can't handle mint. I have switched to kids watermelon flavored toothpaste. (thanks for the introduction Laura.. well Laura's kids) Fruity gum has always been flavor of choice.. so that's no discovery.

3. I hate the thought or smell of meat. I have gone fully veggies, cheese and noodles. 

4. I DON'T throw up.. unfortunately I've thrown up more this last month than I have in my entire life. (well as far as I can remember) And I do not recommend throwing up in the shower. Worst experience of my life!

5. I have issues with the smell of certain things.. like certain soaps, perfume, mint, meat, fast food, anything good.

6. My couch and tv have become my best friends.

7. Sugar makes my saliva sweet. It makes me gag.

8. I really love chewing on ice.

9. I LOVE having the windows open in the house and in the car. MMMMM fresh air!

10. OH last one. There's a tiny little person growing inside of my body.

YIPPEE!! After trying for 18 months and getting tested and all that kind of junk.. we have FINALLY succeeded in getting pregnant. 

Let me explain some discoveries: 

1. I couldn't handle the smell of my bathroom. It was an instant vomit trigger every time I went in there. I thought it was the smell of toilet water.. but then realized after we switched, it was the air freshener that was in there. We went to a gas station last weekend in Lehi and I had to pee!! So I go in and it was the most difficult experience of my life.. they had the same air freshener in there and I start dry heaving.. I had already started my business.. so I had to go as fast as I could.. IT SUCKED. 

3. I'm not a vegetarian. This is only Temporary. I am usually a meat-a-holic. That sounds gross. I'm gonna stop talking about meat. My stomach and eyes.. and I guess nose just can't handle it right now.

7. I love sugar.. but it seems like every time I have something sweet, there is a film in my throat and when I have to swallow.. it's the worst. 

I think everything else is a DUH. 

I went into the Dr. today for my check up.. my mom had to come with me because Dan had to work.. but we got to hear the heartbeat! It took her a while to find it.. which made me super nervous.. (but I had just said to my mom minutes before, "what if there's no heartbeat?") but she finally found it.. it was loud, fast, and strong. what a RELIEF! They didn't do an ultrasound though.. that made me sad.. but the heartbeat was still awesome. There is a video.. but unfortunately it shows more of me than I would like anyone to see. Only me, Dan, my mom and the doc get to hear it.

If all of you reading this already knew I was pregnant.. I'm not surprised. My mother likes to talk!  We had to tell my family right away because I have been super sick and unable to work for a while.. and we had to tell Dan's family of course! I've had people text me randomly saying.. "I heard something about you!" or "your mom told me to ask you what's going on in your life." I love my mother and her ability to keep a secret! :) I really don't mind that people were told though. 

But I will tell you what.. being pregnant is probably my least favorite thing in the world. Maybe its just all the nausea.. which I absolutely HATE. I hope once the 2nd trimester starts my attitude about all of this will change. I am SO excited to be a mom and have a baby.. but being pregnant SUCKS. I know it'll all be worth it though. 

I am currently 11 1/2 weeks. The next trimester is SO close! If you do the fruit thing.. it's the size of a lime. 

Baby Morris is due October 13th. 

Stay tuned for updates and gender in the future. We've got a while before that is known. I wish I knew now so I could start getting stuff!! Oh well. 

Anyway.. Welcome to the Morris life. 

Turd Alert!

We have been called to serve in the primary here in our new ward. We teach the CTR 5 class. 5 and 6 year olds. They are cute.. but my gosh.. crazy and obnoxious sometimes. Our first week was ok.. our second week we never wanted to teach ever again! And yesterday our 3rd week was SO WONDERFUL. Probably because the 2 problem children weren't there. We prayed before we went to church yesterday and in the prayer Dan said.. "bless us to love these children and to be patient". Heavenly Father definitely looked out for us yesterday. 

The Bad week.. we learned about "how God helps missionaries. 

so we had all of the kids draw a picture and we all wrote a letter together and we're going to send it to our niece Chandice who is on a mission right now. The kids didn't seem interested half the time but it was just one of those weeks that I couldn't handle it anymore and was going to scream at them. I kept my cool but .. goodness. The bishops daughter and her friend are the worst ones in there. Why is it that its always the bishops daughter that needs the most help?! Anyways.. they made their pictures and then this kid (I'll bring him up more later) wanted a picture taken of him. We ended up taking one of everyone and then he wanted his own. 

back tall middle one and one all the way to the left are the TURDS!

Now this little boy joey.. He can be a little piece of work but for some reason we have this love for him that is a love that we would have for our own child. He lives across the street from us and he's a foster child. Yesterday he whispers in dans ear.. "I don't have parents" and "I'm going to get adopted". Me almost in tears when dan tells me he's going to get adopted.. I don't want this little boy to leave. Immediately dan looks online to see the requirements for adopting a foster child. Now I'm not saying that we are going to be adopting him.. I'm just saying.. we love this child and I don't want him to leave. I think we should adopt him. HA but I don't know if the Foster parents would appreciate their neighbors adopting their foster kid.?? anyways this is him.

Joey. Heaven sent.

We do have some good kids in there too though.. not just joey. the little one who drew a rainbow. BEST kid. And the other little girl is a handful but nothing compared to the 2. 

YESTERDAY was good though. We set out a pile of jelly beans per child and we said.. if any of you misbehave.. we will eat one of your candies. everyone had a full set of their candies at the end. SO GOOD! 

We will see how it goes next week if those 2 children are back. We also have 3 other kids who weren't in the picture. Another boy and 2 girls. They aren't bad. Yay for loving our class! AND JOEY! 

We HEART eachother

So we have been married for 1 year. It has definitely had its ups and downs.. MAINLY ups! Its been a learning experience for sure.. but an excellent one at that. So we celebrated our anniversary by not working that day.. -For me at least- That was nice.. Since I'm usually at work ALL day most the week. So it was nice to get to spend more than just an hour with Dan for the day. So we started our little date by going to see a movie. 

World War Z

 I loved it. I'm all about zombies though. Considering my favorite movie was "Night of the Living Dead" when I was 5. Somehow I could handle a world full of Zombies and not a little boy who sees dead people. 

We then went to Texas Roadhouse. It was DELICIOUS. I didn't get a picture of that.. but it was very enjoyable. We then ended our night because Dan had to go to work. :( 

So sunday (being our actual anniversary) we went to church and taught our primary class (little turds! - that'll be another blog post) and then came home and watched 24 all night. Finally the pot roast I had made was finished. (my first time and I didn't realize the size of meat I got was going to take FOREVER cooking) So we ate it and it was delicious. It probably doesn't look as appetizing as it tasted.. but it was good.

1st attempt at pot roast. SUCCESS

 After dinner we watched another episode of 24 and it was such a sad moment on the show.. and being my emotional self was bawling like a baby.. then Dan gets a phone call saying he was on the schedule for that night. More emotions came out of me and I had to spend another night alone. His boss said he didn't have to go in but being the poor newlyweds (we're still considered that right?) that we are.. he went in so we could have the money. 

SO.. now that our night was done.. All in all: our first year of marriage was successful. We've moved 3 times, went through more cars than I had owned before marriage, had many fun adventures, etc.. Can't wait to see what this year has in store for us. I am so happy that I get to spend Eternity with this wonderful man. He is everything that I need and have wanted. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!

LOVE HIM!

Cannibalism

yes.. it was a dinosaur

Well, it's been a while since I've written. We've been busy! 1st off: we celebrated my 24th birthday. I demanded a costco cake.. (really the only cake worth eating!)

   

 While at costco.. my lovely husband decided to hop in the hot tubs that were on display!

Mmmm! He's delicious!

We also got treated to Red lobster from my parents. They may have regretted it afterwards!

My 2 lbs of crab! SO GOOD!

Dan's 2 lobster tails and seafood alfredo. (mine was better)

So after spending all of my parent's money just on dinner.. We had a good rest of the night feeling uncomfortably full and wanting to never eat again. (we all know that both me and Dan don't last long after "wanting" such things.)

We're both in pain.

Dan did spoil me with a fishing pole and fishing lisence, remote controlled helicopter, (first things were more for him I think) a bottle of perfume, and a Shoe Carnival gift card! I had also treated myself to some dresses earlier in the week. Scored some good deals on those. Yay for bargain shopping! I also received some nice things from some family members. You know who you are! Thanks EVERYONE for making my birthday special.

Dan had this obsession with wild turkeys and wanting to kill them for a while.. until he found out that they were gross and then immediately changed his mind. He didn't want to kill something and not eat it! So now the urge of killing turkeys is gone.. and then I got the urge to kill a Mouse. We had a little friend for about 3 days and he kept walking up and down our window screen and it kept us up for 3 nights.. So by day 3, I told Dan that I couldn't handle it anymore and I was going to take the gun and shoot it! Of course this was after finding the dang mouse eating a previous mouse that we had that had died on a super cold night by freezing in our window well. CANNIBAL! This was After Dan said: you're going to feel SO bad and cry if you kill it. NOPE! I didn't feel bad at all during that killing of the mouse. (Sorry if any of you love MICE and enjoy them keeping you up at night and enjoy watching them eat their friends.) So the facts are: if you don't want me to kill you.. don't be a cannibal.. And don't keep me up at night.

So, I (we) had the opportunity to take care (dan slept the whole time) of my adorable nephew Griffin early in the morning for a few days.. He's the best. Today I had him smiling and just loving me. It made me MORE baby hungry of course.

The sweet little boy!

Dan and I received a call this last week to move into some affordable housing.. It was a move in immediately deal and me starting to work in st george this week.. we couldn't refuse. So SURPRISE! WE'RE moving to the St George area. It's actually off of the hurricane exit.. but i'm pretty sure it's closer to washington than hurricane. We're pretty excited.. I am super sad to leave the New harmony area and the ward.. I didn't have a good ward in Springville and I just hope it's good where we're headed. That is my ONLY concern. So unfortunately We don't get to be in my parent's basement anymore.. but have no fear.. I have many stories of them to share still! We will now be super warm and get to go on scooter rides every sunday instead of just the warm ones.

We love sunday scooter rides!