Welcome to the world!

Here are a few pictures from the game we were playing while waiting. I said a scenario, we would make our reaction and I would snap a picture with our phone. This is our Baby Elijah is here faces:

Possibly my favorite one- you just pooped your pants. Looks like Nathan quite enjoyed it

Big foot just came up the elevator (apparently NAthan knows he stinks)

We just saw spiderman

Okay, now that you have seen all those photos, let's get down to business...
I am so excited little Elijah Webb has finally arrived! I got a text from Annie yesterday saying she checked into the hospital and that they would have a baby that night. Then Talon texted me telling me the same thing. I was on my way to my roommates wedding reception (which was a blast) and I could hardly contain my excitement. I have only gotten to be around when Asher was born. Everyone else seems to wait until I leave for school and then decides to come. Anyone who knows me knows I love my nieces and nephews a little more than might be healthy, so being told I was getting to add another little person to my list of love was pretty darn exciting. Talon later called and said they needed batteries for his camera and to come when ever was convenient. So I danced to a few more songs and then headed to the store. After leaving the store I get another phone call, "Have you left the store? We need a couple more things" So back to the store and then straight to the hospital. Well, those batteries would just have to wait cuz Eli was coming. Nathan and I didn't know the passcode to get into the maternity ward so we waited for a call back Talon telling us the code, but got a call saying "She is fully dialated she's starting to push. Stick around and you will get to meet the baby." You don't have to ask me twice! So Nathan and I sat outside the doors in the elevator lobby, listening to 15 second clips or ringtone previews and taking pictures of ourselves because there wasn't a stitch or reading material in sight. (I thought Nathan was going to die.)I think we had it esy, we just had to sit there and as far as we know, the stork could have brought little Eli.
Not long after we recieved word that Elijah had arrived, Cheryl came up the elevator and we followed her to peek in on Annie. For having just delivered a baby, she looked GORGEOUS! Of course she would. That is just Annie. Then we snuck down to the nursery to have a peek at the baby. He had a proud Daddy sitting next to him and a nurse examinig every square inch, confirming he was perfect. And perfect he is. As far as I can tell, Eli has Talon's piggy nose and I even saw his thumb find his mouth. He was pink as pink can be and just wiggling and blinking. Lucky little guy is going to have a great dad! I am excited to go up and visit him again and begin telling him who his favorite aunt is...

A day in the life

So now that I am starting up at my job, I just wanted to share a funny story or two. You know that there are rarely going to be dull moments when you work with anyone with special needs. One of the boys I will start working with is in high school and him and his best friend go bowling and then to a rehabilitation center (or a place for adults with special needs to learn life skills). I loved watching these two boys interact because in my experience, people with special needs don't care for attention from other people with special needs. These two are best friends! When we got to the center after bowling, they all eat a meal and then come into a commons room where they have a health lesson and then couch time. Couch time is when someone is picked to leave the room and everyone else in the room says what they like about them and write it on a poster for the person to take home. I was supposed at what great comments everyone had to say, but a few times I had to hide my face as I tried not to let them see me laugh. Here are a few of the funny comments-
"He has really developed an interest in the weather"
"He knows not to play with the gear shift on the bus" (that one came from his best friends)
"120" (what that has to do with anything I don't know)
"He is hansome" That was said about 23 times

I was nervous at first to be working with adults with disablities because I have mostly worked with young children. But as I keep working, I am learning how much fun it is and how much I love it. I will have to make sure I post good stories as they happen.

I Heart America

It was so much fun to see Perry, Christi, and Logan this weekend. I went up to their camp site on Sunday and hung out for the day. It had been rainy all weekend and didn't think that we would get to do much, but I was just excited to see them. As luck had it, it got sunny not too long after I arrived eith Nathan and my old roommate Andi. Christi's brother-in-law Trevor took us horseback riding soon after the rain stopped. Needless to say, I was in HEAVEN! I have always loved horses but forgot just how much I still love them until I hopped on one. And it was a Palomino! After horseback riding we shot guns and went for a ride on the four wheelers. perry cooked up a delicious steak dinner and then we roasted marshmallows around the fire. Christi's family was so kind and let us butt right into the family weekend and have a blast. Even if it was only a day, it made my whole weekend and made me feel so...American.

Summer = Sun

Is there any reason not to like summer? I think not. Now that I have officially found a job and I start on Tuesday, I have had a couple of days just to enjoy summer. Nathan, Matt, and I went to the pool just across the street from me and swam Saturday and today. I am not going to lie, I was foolish and didn't put sunblock on Saturday and ended up scortched, but I was careful today. I can't think of anything more fun that playing in the pool. I bought a couple of inflatable balls at the dollar store and we played for hours. We probably bothered the sun bathers all around us, but how can you just sit still while there is a giant pool next to you?! My legs are no longer transparent and my happiness went up about 12 points on a 10 point scale.

Dream or Deeper meaning?

I had the wierdest dream last night. Interpret it as you will, but I just can't seem to get over how wierd it was.
So in my dream, I go out to my car and everything is stripped from it! My front bumper, the rims, the lights, the LIFT KIT! Everything that makes my FJ sweet was gone. Left on my car was a ransom note from Dad's competitors. Curse you Jay Steigleman and Jeff Thomas! So we go on a hunt for my car parts and they start taking random babies hostage! As if stealing my car parts didn't tick me off enough! They lead me to a grocery store and who is walking out the door leaving a trail of FJ floor mats and plastic parts... Paula Abdul. She was on their side! In a tight sparkly dress she started running away. So I chased after her. Then pulls up Jeff Thomas in a herse and picks her up and drives away. He must have been doing pretty bad to be driving a herse and stealing parts from my car to get back at Dad. It was at that point in the dream that I woke up because my brain could not take the stress of trying to imagine anything more wierd. So Dad, maybe it was a premonition, or maybe just a wierd dream. But try and keep your competitors our of my dreams. They really ticked me off.

Mom

I know this is a day late and a dollar short but I figured it is better that way than nothing at all. I really was thinking about mom all day yesterday and all the little reasons I love her. You can ask Nathan. He was sick of hearing all my little ideas. So here are just a few of the million reasons my mom is the best in the world.
After School Snacks: What kind of woman can have 8 children, clean up after them everyday, and have a freshly baked, just out of the oven after school snack waiting for them each day? My mom, that's who.
Tom Boy: Each time I move in with a new set of girls I rediscover just how ungirl I was (and maybe still am) sometimes. Thank you for letting me play with my G.I. Joes mom and run around like a barbarian with my brothers. True story- My roommates asked me how many sisters Laura Ingles Wilder (I have no clue how to spell that)had and Nathan started answering her question when I said "Who is that?" Nathan told me I was officially kicked out of the girl club (one he must be a part of for knowing her). I responded with, "Well I can tell you about Rocky." Thank you for letting me be me mom.
Jokes: I love to make people laugh, but nobody more than mom. The best is when she laughs at my jokes, even if she knows she shouldn't.
Notes: Mom always was great at leaving us little notes here and there. I loved pulling out an I love You napkin out of my lunch or finding a card on my pillow when mom left town. I have a hard enough time writing more than one person a note, let alone 8 very individual notes.
Those 7 people I call my brothers and sisters: I am currently living with two girls who are both only children. I love them (so far) but they have deepened my appreciation for tons of siblings. The reocurring lesson i seem to be learning altely is just how much siblings really do affect who you become. So thanks for giving me a ton of siblings, even if their contributions to me aren't quite perfected.

So there you have just a few of the reasons why my mom is the BEST!

Maybe Maybe

I really hope I am not jinxing myself by posting this, but it looks like I might have found a nanny job. The family has four boys and wants a nanny just to take the boys and have a fun summer. Check! I can do that! So if this works out this would be my...fourth time nannying all boys. The only catch is that I wouldn't start until June so I am going to keep looking for another part time job that I could start sooner and keep if I get this nannying gig. I sure hope so becasue it sounds like a lot of fun! I emailed the mom yesterday and she sent me back and email pretty quickly asking if I was interested. I just sent her back one with a big Y-E-S. So, cross your fingers and hope that I will have some luck finding another job as well

I am a Utard

Nathan and I found this while we were in Arizona and I just couldn't pass up the photo op. Happy Swine Flu!
Well, it is official...I live in Utah. Something I thought I would NEVER say. Not that I don't like Utah, it is just a place I never thought I would end up. But here I am. Now all I have to do is find a job. Something that doesn't seem to be so easy. So, if any one out there knows of anything, let me know. It is fun being able to see Nathan everyday. In fact, I think both of us are a little at loss as to how this works. We might even be getting on each others nerves a little bit, but it is well worth it. My roommates seem pretty cool. One is moving out soon because she is getting married and the other two are very friendly. I do miss Idaho a little bit. I was ready to get out of there, but mostly because I was ready to be done with school. I might just be imagining it, but there is just something different about Idaho. They might call where I am at now Happy Valley, but who ever says that hasn't seen the people in Idaho. Those are some happy people! Well, I better be getting to bed so I can get up and start the job hunt again tomorrow.