My husband, the pack rat!

Last week we went to Central Park to feed the ducks! They swimmed right up to us, came charging out of the water and ate crackers out of our hands! I was a bit terrified bc I had on flip flops and I have some LONG WHITE toes and they were eating crackers off the ground I was afraid they would mistake one of my toes for a cracker! I made it out of the park with all of my toes! Brian went a little crazy with the camera taking pics of the ducks..I think he took a pic of EVERY single one of them! He is too cute!

She is not too impressed with the bubbles!


Avery has found her fingers! She can get four fingers into that mouth now! She is chomping on everything, her hands, blankets, burp clothes. Those gums hurt when she gets ahold of our fingers. Maybe we are getting some toothies. Our pediatrician says that teething is just an answer for "crankiness, fussy times". He said that "oh she is teething" will be said to us for nine months! He said that if that is the case he knows a lot of 40year olds that our "teething".


I hate moving. I mean HATE! I would love to pay someone to come in and pack us up and move us in. I have been trying to go through all of our "stuff" and decide what to move and what goes in the dumpster. I have to say my husband is a pack rat, hoards everything. I swear he has every magazine from Cabellas, anything tire or car related, all the sports illustrated editions ever made. He has all the Liahona magazines, which he never reads. He said when he ordered them that it would help keep him up to date on his spanish, they are just collecting dust on the book shelves. How can I throw away church literature, so into a box they go to move into our new place to collect dust once again. He has four shoe boxes FULL of pens, markers, pencils, highliters, etc, he has two label makers! What straight man has not one but TWO label makers! He had a bag of water bottles in the guest room closet, I asked him if I could throw them away. You would of thought I was throwing away a gold bar from the response I got from him. In the two years we have lived here, they have been in that closet. I once again refuse to move with JUNK that is going to sit in a closet for another two years because "one day I might need it"! He makes me laugh, can not help but love him!