A little time off

When we moved to Texas for our year off we had lots of expectations. But they haven't quite turned out as much as we hoped (I know it sounds sad, but it's not). We are learning so much, and having fun with this crazy roller coaster of a life. And even though at times we regret not going straight off to law school, we sit back and remember what it's all about, FAMILY! Adam and I have been so blessed to be able to spend so much time together and to  have time to learn all about our daughter. So I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm happy that life doesn't turn out the way we think it should, surprises are always exciting, and we should always welcome change....can't get too bored ya know.

So before Adam got promoted at work, we had some quality time with our little family. Here are some pictures of what we were up to.

We all laid on the floor and got some fun family photo's.

The twins

This is our new walking trail we discovered, it's really big and only 5 minutes from the house. It has lots of cool caves and different trails to take.

Solana was only interested for about half hour, then she dozed off on our way back to the car.

I love this picture. Just playing in her nursery

I put her down for a nap and when I clicked on the monitor to see if she had fallen asleep, I got this BOOTY shot staring right at me. We were laughing so hard, she cracks us up when she sleeps.

Morning time is my favorite with her, she has all this energy and is so playful. This is her singing away. She has discovered her voice in full volume!

G-pa Prestidge just got back from China and spoiled us all. Solana got some pajamas, in many colors, and a HUGE panda bear, I love that it's bigger than her right now.

The face of 3 months

On the 21st Solana turned 3 months old. She acts like such a little lady already, she is getting so big and time is going so fast! 

This is what she is up to:

• She started rolling over onto her back at 2 months and now she is almost rolling over onto her stomach.
• Sucking her thumb
• Drooling all over the place
• Sleeping 12 hours at night!
• talking talking talking
• She is trying so hard to sit up
• Can stand on her own
• And she is full of facial expressions (so far this is my favorite stage, smiles and more smiles)

Loving my sidekick

She was obsessed with her tongue for about a week, hence the drooling.

Forget her pacifier, all she wants is her thumb

She loves to stand! So I just set her up and she hangs out making lots of noises and waving her arms for balance. 

Hanging with Daddy

Hanging with mama

Horribile Dictu!

Yes.  Classically, Horrible to Tell.

My favorite salsa comes from Tejas Barbacoa, a little Mexican restaurant in Helotes, that was once a hole in the wall and has recently become a decent little Mexican breakfast dive.  Every time I cook breakfast tacos, which is pretty often, I think to myself, "Man, this would be perfect if I had the salsa from Tejas!"  So after years of thinking that, I finally realized I should just go buy some.

And so I did.

However, I accidentally forgot it in my parents' fridge before I could get it home.  Yes, that in itself is horrible to tell.  So on Sunday, when CheyAnn, Solana, and I were over there for dinner, I was very excited when I opened the fridge, "Oh Hey!  My salsa!"  I reached for it eagerly, too eagerly.  As I grasped it by the loose lid, the styrofoam cup squished down and fell straight out of my hand.  The entire cup smacked a shelf at the bottom of the fridge, and the whole thing exploded everywhere like a juicy green hand-grenade.

All over me.

My Dad, who had seen the entire fiasco, busted up uncontrollably.  I was covered in bright green salsa.  My clothes were ruined.  It was in my hair.  All over my arms.  In my face.  Dripping from the ceiling.  Dripping from my glasses.

I was stunned, and just sat there, shocked.  I felt like a kid who gets a puppy for Christmas, and then the puppy explodes.  But, it was also incredibly funny.  And so I just stood there half-laughing, half-stunned, while the green goo smeared down my glasses, dripping everywhere.

CheyAnn ran for the camera, and I was a good sport.

Then came the burn.

Suddenly, as spicy things do when they explode all over you, the salsa started to burn my face.  "Oh no! It's burning!"

By the time I made it to the sink, my eyes were on fire and swollen shut.  I frantically splashed water everywhere in vain, while everyone laughed.  It kept getting worse, and worse, and I started to moan.  Any time I tried to open my eyes even slightly, the burn got worse.  My face was on fire.  I sponged milk all over my face and eyes.  I splashed, I rinsed, I stuck my head under the faucet and let the water run through my eyes for like 10 minutes, moaning while CheyAnn took VIDEO.  It was a weird, exquisite pain, compounded by the humor and irony of the situation.

As we know, time heals all spicy wounds, and slowly, I was able to open my eyes just a crack.  Then a little more.  My face was red and blotchy from where the salsa had burned.  My eyes were puffy and gross.  It was a vivid, unforgettable experience.

Now I need to buy more salsa.