The Chicago Skyline

... and Jon with our surprise anniversary dessert. The restaurant brought it out without us even asking. Pretty cool.

Our 3rd Honeymoon

I always call anniversaries honeymoons. Funny girl. Anyway, for our 3rd anniversary we went to Chicago! It was so awesome. We had a great time. My mom took care of Lincoln for a day and a half, while we went and celebrated. From our house it took less than 4 hours to get to Chicago. Thankfully we had rewards points on our credit card that allowed us to stay at a Marriot, right in the heart of the mile-long shopping strip called the Magnificant Mile. We went out to dinner at a resturant that was on the 96th floor! We could see all of Chicago. Whew, were the prices on that menu beyond comprehension! Good thing the hotel was free--geez. We had such a great time, though. Sat. we went to the Chicago temple and did family work for 4 of Jon's ancestors. Then, we had authentic Chicago pizza. Strange, but so good. I've never had cheesier pizza. It just kept on stretching... We tried to do some shopping, but didn't have much time. (Good for the budget.) Then, we went on a boat cruise all through the winding rivers of downtown Chicago. We learned all about the architecture and history of the city. It was surprisingly very interesting. Nanee and Lincoln did great, and he didn't even ask for me once! :0( I think Mommy has a harder time being apart than he does.

The Olympic Rings

Jon's 26th birthday came right during the Olympics, so I got the idea to make his birthday cake like the olympic rings. It's my favorite cake that Ive made so far. Kinda symbolic, too, b/c this was the Olympics that Jon was hoping to qualify for when his high jumping career was at it's peak. Poor guy. He was still hoping for that dream to come true when we started dating, but soon after he realized that he would never fully recover from his knee injury enough to compete for the Olympics. That's okay, though, b/c there is no way we would have made it into dental school if he had been a full-time athlete at BYU. So, at least he got to keep one of his dreams and that was of becoming a dentist. Back to his birthday... we invited some friends over and played beach volleyball and then came back to our place for food and games. Catch Phrase is always our favorite. The best. Always a good laugh.

We're Pregnant!


Did I already post the news? I can't remember. Well anyway, I am 12 weeks along and due in April. We will find out the gender around Thanksgiving, so stay posted. We're both dying for a girl. But if we're having a boy, then that's okay b/c we just bought the family a little girl kitty. This photo shows the two tests I took to confirm that I was pregnant. Jon took a test, too (lol). He wanted to represent the 'control' group in our experiment. We actually found out when I was only 3.5 weeks along. Obviously we were trying and it wasn't a surprise pregnancy. Haven't had one of those yet. That would be hard. Ahh honey, we're pregnant. No, I like it better this way.

Lincoln Candids

Huge bandaid! Okay, so Lincoln was climbing on one of our chairs in our photo gallery and it was unstable and moved, thus he slipped and his forehead went crashing into a very pointy coffee table (that I got from Rachelle). I rushed to his side and saw a HUGE goose egg. It hadn't started bleeding, but had cut through the skin. Lincoln was freaking out. Luckily, I have inherited good genes from my dad when it comes to reacting in critical situations, so I barked to Jon to get the children's motrin and barked to my mom to get a bunch of ice. We laid him in my lap on the couch and held the ice to his forehead for a good half hour. Lincoln finally stopped struggling to get the ice off after 15 minutes and calmed down until we were done. We questioned whether we should go to the ER to get stitches, but we decided it wasn't deep enough. We applied neosporin and some butterfly bandaids, and then this monster bandaid. My mom thought it would take months for it to heal (lol), but just after a week or so it was good to go. I should get a close-up of his face to show everyone how great a medical team Jon and I make. We would make our own dads proud. :0)

This lady at the zoo just walked up to us randomly and gave us these free ride tickets. We used them to take Lincoln on the carousel and a pony ride. He did so well on the carousel by himself. He didn't need me or Jon to hold on to him. He's such a coordinated little kid.(Okay, so his hair. Get this... I grew it out all summer to see what it would do. I wanted to see if it could look cute long, like the popular style two years ago. But it didn't work. His hair wasn't thick enough on the sides to weigh down his curly frizzies, so I finally buzzed them off. Unfortunately, I only had time to cut the sides. So now, his hair looks like the popular style from back in the 80's with Vanilla Ice as our hair model. It's so long and curly on the top and can make the best mow hawk. It's pretty goofy. I hope to bring it back to current styles here soon. The funny thing is is that Lincoln has no idea how he looks, and gosh does his hair make a difference. I can't stop laughing. I don't want him to look back at his kid photos and be embarrassed of his haircuts. Maybe I should enroll myself in beauty school. Maybe there's hope for me yet...

I can't explain how proud I am of Lincoln. He rocks. This kid had no inhibitions getting up on the horse. He grabbed right on to the saddle and didn't even need me to hold on to him. He loved it. Totally got right into the rocking, as if he was dancing. (Okay, side note--again! But I'm totally laughing because yesterday at church as we go to start singing the hymns, the kid starts rocking out on the pew and moving his arms and head and body around like we just put on Beyonce. It was so great. Jon and I couldn't stop laughing. He's such a great dancer. Anytime he hears music he'll totally start dancing. Oh, it's the best thing for me. It makes my heart soar with pride. I've always wanted Jon to be able to dance like Usher (lol) and now I got my wish with Jon Jr. Oh, it's so great.) Okay, back to the pony ride... so I was so super impressed with Lincoln during the whole ride and I kept on thinking how he's gonna be just like me and my dad in the sense that he's a natural at so many things. Gosh, I sound so conceited. Let me explain. When I was a kid, I could pick up any sport and do well. I was just really good at learning new things. Same with my dad. He's super good at sports (except now his body's old, old, old). I think it's in our genes, and Lincoln got it. Yea! Now we just need to teach him how to use crayons. He might be good at dancing and riding ponies, but he sure has no interest in drawing. He'd rather organize. Gosh, do all firstborns turn out like their moms? I love to organize!