Gooooooooo, Cougars!

Here at the Lesue Household, our blood runs blue.

 

My Name is Olive

And I have been introduced to grass.

 

Olive at Eight Months

Little Miss Constantly Moving

One month

Two months

Three months

Four months

Five months

Six months

Seven months

Quilty McGee

I finally finished the top to Inez’s quilt for her bed. I’m anxious to get it quilted so that I can finish it and she will finally have decent bedding in her room.

It only took me a year and half…

While I wait for that to be quilted, I’m working on a little baby quilt for a friend. I might even be brave enough to quilt this one myself (I just need Melissa’s confidence/encouragement/know how).

Once those two are done, I’m going to make a Halloween throw. I love these.

I think it’s safe to say I’ve been bitten by the quilting bug, although I’d have to blame it on the fabrics.

Why is fabric so addicting?

Olive’s Latest Trick

No matter how many times I tell her to stop growing so fast, she ignores me. I don’t wish to keep her at this age/stage forever, but these past eight months have flown by. It’s going by too fast. Life has been hectic and I feel like I’m missing out on precious time with my baby girl. She couldn’t be figuring out how to crawl already. Already?

Not only is she getting to know every square inch of our carpet, she’s now doing push-ups. And as you can see, they are not your grandmother’s push-ups.

After she showed me her trick about 20 times, I got my camera out. That was the same moment she decided to be done playing on the floor. I only had to wait a minute for her to do another push-up, but this was her expression in the meantime.

I’m such a mean mommy.

I think it won’t be too soon before her new nickname will be Little Miss Mobile [moh-bahyl].

My Name is Olive

I’m a mover and a shaker. My Mom has no idea how I got here. I like to keep her on her toes. In fact, I think it’s pretty funny.

 

4th Of July, 2010

This year we decided to go to Provo’s balloon launch. Saturday morning we woke up bright and early (some of us not so bright) and headed over to the field. Unfortunately, the conditions weren’t ideal and even though quite a few of the balloons got to the point of being inflated, they didn’t take off—only three out of the supposed 25. It was fun, nonetheless, and even a little entertaining. There was a big Coke bottle balloon and when it started to sway in the wind, the whole crowd (as if they had been cued) “oooh-ed” and “aaah-ed.” This event will definitely become one of our traditions as long as we are living here.

It was really cool to see the balloons go from being flat on the ground to floating in the sky. But I have to admit, I don’t think I ever want to actually take a ride in one.

This is one of the three that got off the ground. Everyone cheered when it did.

Inez was a little nervous, especially when we were standing close to the pig and the wind started to pick up…

…I think she was ready to bolt at this point, and this was after we had moved from where we were previously standing.

The Coke bottle was a really cool balloon.

It really was too bad that it never got off the ground.

Enjoying the view.

This one makes us think “moon landing!” (If you watch Modern Family, you might get that)

Cutest little leggies

Monday we hit the 4th of July parade in Provo. Besides being right in a very sunny spot, the girls really enjoyed it.

We thought this one looked pretty funny, like the pig was made out of sausages.

 

Overall, it was a fun 4th of July. We are certainly grateful for our country and all the people who have sacrificed to make it great.

Eight Years

I consider myself one very lucky girl, to have this guy.

When we were dating, I broke up with him two different times. And one of those times was because he let the Dr. Pepper explode all over my kitchen. Well, that’s his version anyway.

I truly am the luckiest.

Happy Anniversary Dave.