Mr. Domestic

Okay, so I'm usually so opposed to people saying how they have the best husband in the world, but....

Last night I had to stay late at work. I text Fred to tell him I hadn't left yet, to which he responded "But whyyyyyyyyyyy" :}

I told him he could bribe me home faster if he made dinner! I left work and called to check on my dinner. He said it was in the oven. I always question when I hear noises in the background like he's still doing something in the kitchen. He said he was cooking. "I thought you said dinner was in the oven?" Finally I got him to confess that dinner was baking and he was making a second batch to put in the freezer for after the baby comes. Seriously?

Domestic and thoughtful? Amazing!

What will "it" look like?

First of all- I know it seems harsh to call our baby "it" but, since we don't know.... for 5 more weeks!

With all the doctor appointments we're starting to have, we've been able to see a partial face. (No, I still won't post a picture.) Our child is determined that we not really see it's face until it's here - we usually end up with an elbow on one side and a hand on the other. Last time we saw it's little rounded nose and the doctor was trying to guess who's nose it was, mine or Fred's. So, I thought I'd put up both of our baby pictures and let people try to guess what features our baby will get from each of us.

I have to say that neither of us had features that really stood out as a baby. Maybe that's a good thing for the baby!

Not finished, not ready... but getting closer.

Yeah! Less than 10 weeks left!!!!!!

So the nursery is finally at a happy place.... We're definitely not ready for the baby to come yet, but the nursery is. This weekend Fred hung shelves & I finished the crib bumper. I think the only thing I have left to do in the room is finish the mobile - which I have to say was my killer find. I wanted a mobile, but not bad enough to spend any kind of money on. We were in the D.I. looking for a stool & I found a crib mobile for $3. It was pink, but a little spray paint & leftover fabric it matches perfectly. I made a star & moon to hang from it and found a tiny stuffed lamb, I need one more thing for the last side. Fred insists we need to put a cow on it. :}

Fred's been a really good sport. He recovered the rocking chair for me, hung shelves, and even helped fold the new baby clothes after we washed them. It was very entertaining for me to watch him try to fold tiny outfits. Watching him be a dad is going to be as much fun as the past 9 years with him- an adventure every day! He's going to be great, as long I can get him to not spoil the baby too much.

Has anyone seen this missing person?

Oh where oh where has my little husband gone? :}
(Sad isn’t it that my most recent picture is from Easter…. I’ll have to work on that. )

Last seen: Monday morning 7am.
Destination: St. George to go ant hunting (more details later)

Option 1: He doesn't have cell phone service where he is.
Option 2: I need to make cookies so he can smell his way home.
Option 3: He's JUST that into his Ant Hunting that he doesn't want to stop.

Nothing says Happy Easter like SHEEP!

Since we didn’t have anything too urgent going on Saturday….. (hopefully Fred finished his homework between classes today) we decided to go to the Desert to help with the annual shearing of the family herd.
Friday night we rushed to get what we needed to done & woke up early Saturday morning to venture out to the Desert. With our trusty directions provided by Aunt Waneta & Fred’s new GPS we knew we could find it. It took us a little longer than we remembered (we had only been out once before a couple of years ago), but we love just driving together. The weather was perfect in the morning and we were able to see some wildlife on our way. One antelope was standing right by the road and I pointed it out to Fred thinking it would jump in front of us any second. Nope, it just stood there and watched us pass.
Of course they had already started by the time we got there, but it worked out perfect.
The shearers work for 2 hours, take a 15 minute break, 2 more hours, 1 hour lunch, 2 hours of shearing, 15 minute break and finally 2 more hours. We just have to help out keeping the sheep running through the shutes onto their little truck / shack. They have 5 shearers inside that hold the sheep, shear them, wrestle them into another position, shear more- then you see wool pushed out the front where 2 women are standing to grade the wool and separate it into different bags. The sheep is sent out the back of the shack into a pen where my cousin re-brands them & counts them (each shearer is paid per sheep, but we count & split the difference if the count is off). It’s insane how fast they go! I get nervous about the nicks the sheep get – you can see them bleeding, but I was reassured that if they get cut too deep they’re stitched up.
The bags of wool weigh about 400+ pounds and it takes at least 2-3 guys to roll them up onto the trucks. They managed to shear a little over 800 sheep Saturday, it'll still take Sunday & Monday to get all 2100 sheep done. In just one day the wool filled 16 bags! The whole process is amazing to me.
It sprinkled a little, but not too bad until we quit at 6pm. Fred & I headed home and got home by about 9:15pm – tired, but honestly, being out in the fresh air and doing something was probably the best I’ve felt in the past 5 months!

Sunday morning we made some Easter treats to take to Grams’ for dinner. After church Fred wanted to eat some hardboiled eggs but I told him he couldn’t until he colored them. He asked if he could just use crayons instead of dye. “Sure, as long as they’re colored.” He thought about it for a minute, then asked “Do you have crayons I could borrow?” :} He ended up dying 3 so we could hurry and eat them, then we dyed the rest after lunch.
At Gram’s we had Hawaiian Haystacks, laughed at the Aunt’s Easter Egg hunt, and the traditional game of Bingo. It took me FOREVER to get a single Bingo!
Of course Fred’s mom couldn’t pass up a chance to buy the baby a present……. A new stuffed sheep to match the Nursery. Very fitting for our Easter weekend.