Seasons

Living in Logan has helped us look at a few things a little differently. We live in a pretty old house, which includes old windows. It seemed like our heater never turned off in the winter, and it was still too cold for Laura. Anyway, Laura said to me recently, you might think this is kind of weird, but whenever I look at houses now, I check to see if they have new windows. I guess that's what happens when it's the second week of April and you wake up to fresh fallen snow and frosted car windows.

Well, today was a nice day. The sun came out and it was warm enough to go for a walk outside without even a coat (we still woke up to frosted car windows this morning, which is strange.) So we walked across the street and around the temple and a strange thing was happening. There were other people that were also on walks, several as a matter of fact. We walked down to a park close by and there were families out there, and people playing soccer. I thought this was interesting for a couple of reasons. It doesn't seem very normal for people to walk anywhere in Utah. A lot of people drive their car to church around the corner, my Dad was a prime example. But there were people outside. Also, it was snowing earlier this week. How can weather change so fast?

I guess what I'm getting at here is it's nice to have seasons. I don't think I would enjoy the warm weather as much if my nose hairs didn't freeze walking to class in the winter. It's nice to experience change. I should do a better job of appreciating what I have when I have it, just like all these people in Logan who decided to go for a walk. Even then, I'll probably wish for freezing nose hairs when it's 100 degrees in the summer.

Baby Stats

We went to our second doctor's appointment on Monday. This time we were able to hear our baby's heartbeat. It was so amazing to hear this tiny, little whoomph coming from inside me. The doctor said that the heartbeat was about 150 beats per minute, which was perfectly normal. But she said it was a little on the slow side, which, according to old wive's tales, means that it's probably a boy. A boy! Up to this point I have been prone to thinking it's a girl. Alex tends to think it's a boy. So, yesterday we went over the grandkid stats for our families. My side, first child per sibling: 100% boy. Alex's side, 67% boy. We'll find out for sure in about a month, so until then . . . your guess is as good as ours.

Vanity Just Gets You In Trouble, Doesn't It

I have been debating lately on whether or not to cut my hair. I have been patiently growing it out--not one of my strongest points, by the way. For some reason, the second I feel hair dangling at the back of my neck, I have this compulsion to chop it off! So, this time I made it four months, quite a feat. I decided Monday that I would do it, I would get a hair cut. Another strange hair compulsion: I rarely pay to get my hair cut. A) I am cheap. B) I'm perennially afraid that it won't turn out how I want. Anyway, I called around Logan until I found a place that seemed reasonably priced, satisfying qualm A and just tried to swallow B in a lump. When I got there, I knew it was a mistake. My stylist had a picture of a girl on her station who looked like she was straight out of an 80's glamour shot. I know I shouldn't be so snobby, but . . . my fears came true. I went home thoroughly disappointed with my new 'do. I then had a seemingly brilliant idea: "I'll just fix it myself!" For some reason, I figured that cutting my hair through most of my angsty high school experience qualified me to try it now. I did okay, for the most part, there were a few rough spots, but I have zero skill when it comes to bangs. I already knew this; I just wish someone would have been there to remind me: "Laura, you don't know how to cut bangs and you always, always mess them up. Please don't do it!" Alas, what's done is done. At least hair is not that big of a deal, it just grows back, right.

The Appearance of A New Cyber Face

Well, we did it; we got sick of being the cyber losers and decided to give in to peer pressure (mostly a first for us). We love looking at other family blogs and realized that we could do a little better at sharing what's going on in our lives. Hopefully we can keep up with it!