Happy 4th! I should do something patriotic, but the most patriotic pics I have are of our trip to DC and I already did that.
Alright- I know I said this was supposed to be a way to get to know me and Chris better, but Makua turns 9 months tomorrow and he’s changed quite a bit. So I thought I’d do a picture from every month to show the changes he’s gone through.
Home from the hospital.
In typical male fashion Makua’s favorite thing is…
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Makua’s not really crawling yet, but he gets around when he needs to. Usually by rolling. 
We typically put him down to bed and leave him there to fall asleep. Sometimes he bawls his eyes out. Sometimes he doesn’t. Oddly enough, it’s the times he’s not bawling that I peak more often.
So the other night Chris put him down for bed and left to go home teaching. It was a bawl night. I cleaned up a little bit and was attempting to work out, peaking at him every 5 - 10 mins to make sure he wasn’t stuck or something. He stopped crying for a little while so I thought he had fallen asleep. I finished what I was doing and went to check on him. He wasn’t asleep. What was he doing? He was sitting up in his crib trying to pull himself to a standing position. Little bugger. He would pull himself up just enough to bang his head on the side of the crib. He would whine a little bit, but he kept doing it. I watched him for a couple of minutes and then finally intervened. He’s still a little too short to launch himself over the side of the crib, but I’d rest more easily if we moved the mattress down to the bottom level. Crazy kid….
I know some people love the heat of summer, but I am not one of them. Here is my tribute to Utah’s short season of spring:
beautiful butterfly
People are getting desperate.
With the cost of fuel increasing (the price rose at the gas station I normally use by 5 cents overnight a bit ago ), people are seeking ways to alleviate the pinch felt at the gas pump- well, some might see it more like a punch rather than a pinch, but I digress. The news ran a story a week or so ago about the increase in sales of motorcycles and mopeds (whatever you call them) because they get better gas mileage. We enjoy that benefit ourselves in the summer time because Chris can ride his motorcycle to work instead of the gas guzzling Jeep. Well, someone decided they wanted in on our little motorcycle deal and tried to steal Chris’ bike. STEAL!! I can’t believe it.
Being from Southern California, I am paranoid when it comes to protecting my goods. When I moved here, I was appalled at the number of people who don’t lock their cars or their front doors. I thought, What is wrong with you people?!? So when Chris dusted his motorcycle off for the season, I told him he should park it in our covered spot where we could keep an eye on it, but he said naw. Carrying Makua and groceries up 3 flights of stairs is hard enough. Add a bit of parking lot and it’s quite the challenge. I should have insisted.
We came home late Saturday night after being gone all day and Chris noticed that his motorcycle wasn’t covered like it usually is. So he went over after we unloaded the car to put the cover back on. It had been lying in the grass next to his bike. We didn’t think much of it. We just figured some curious kids had ripped the cover off to play on it or something along those lines. It was too dark to see anything then anyway.
Monday morning, he left for work. Less than 5 minutes later, he bursts through the door, “Someone tried to steal my motorcycle!” They had taken a screwdriver, hammered it into the ignition and tried turning it to start the motorcycle. That didn’t work so they cut the wires and tried hotwiring it. That didn’t work so I guess they just ran away.
Now I know what people mean when they say they feel violated after some thief takes off with their stuff. I’m very happy they weren’t successful, but it leaves me feeling kind of exposed and even more paranoid than before if that’s possible. Someone else had their mitts on Chris’ motorcycle. Someone thinking only of themselves.
We’ve since moved the bike into our covered spot and hoping that someone doesn’t try this shenanigans again.
I’ve decided we don’t get out much. I’m running out of topics. 
Hopefully we’ll go on a little family vacation sometime this summer.
These photos are of Makua’s cousins. He doesn’t have very many yet, but here they are…
This was taken at Makua’s baby blessing. There’s one more on this side of the family, but he wasn’t present for the picture. [L - R: Andrew, Daniel, Madison, Makua, Dani, Holden]
