Romeo meets Disneyland

Forgive me, but I'm still giggling over this video (it might be hysterical, but giggling nonetheless).

A (more real) love story

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vLjWDKu0jfM

I plugged this into facebook about a month ago saying how funny I thought it was. The next couple of days were nightmare days with a fussy baby and long hours working on the house (which would explain Romeo's absence). I started to wonder if this video was really that comical.

Sometimes I find it hard to remember why we willingly and sometimes enthusiastically sign up for some of the hardest jobs in life, whether that be parenthood, school, taking care of a parent, etc.

For a couple of years, Mark and I thought of little else than having a baby. We prayed and fairly begged for it, wondering if it would ever happen. We watched with joy and a little niggling at our heartstrings as friends announced and then as beautiful babies were born.

With that history, it surprised me when I did not take to motherhood as easily or naturally as I would have thought. It's my major, for crying out loud. I worked until the day I had the baby, so although I loved spending time with this new boy, I also felt a little trapped at home. My days now consisted of being a milk bottle, diaper changing, imagination impaired machine. Let's be honest, some days, spatulas just don't measure up on the Disneyland excitement scale.

What I've found is that being with Mark one on one has become something of a Splash Mountain. Although being a parent has been a different learning experience than I imagined, it's been fulfilling so far and has made me appreciate Mark even more. While I have limited imagination capabilities, Mark has more than enough to make up for it until I find my inner-child. On the endless days, seeing him walk through the door is almost all that I need to refocus.

Cheers for finding Romeo.

Conniption and Pizza

Con-nip-tion:

noun
a fit of hysterics

Okay, so maybe it wasn't exactly a conniption, but when I came into Cam's room after his nap and found him like this . . .



. . . I may have had a little bit of a freak-out session. Yes he is leaning over the railing of his crib; and in case you're wondering, yes we raised his railing. Whew, he is a crazy little boy.


He has started to do a glorified crawl-not quite a real crawl, but boy does he get around quickly! I have new-found respect for all those crazy mothers out there who I have seen frantically chasing their children around. Cameron is already a lot like I imagine his dad was at this age. He seems so chill, then all of a sudden his little personality breaks through and he's crazy. WE LOVE IT!






His favorite game is peek-a-boo and gets a kick seeing Mark and me make fools of ourselves. Pretty sure that's the only reason he ever laughs-because we look so silly to him. One can't help but make themselves look like loonies in front of babies.




Some of you might be under the impression that pizza is not blog worthy. I feel bad for you :) Mark and I made this pizza earlier this week and we're still smiling about it!



I would really like a recipe for a white sauce to go on pizza. If any of you have great recipes, I'd love to hear about it!

New Fingers

I'm putting in an order for new fingers. All I ask is that they meet these requirements: When you wash them a million times a day-after changing diapers, they will remain as hydrated as a fresh water lake, sanding baseboards will only make them feel silky smooth, and when I caulk for 2 weeks, I will be able to pick up a ten pound weight with my pinky finger.

For now, my fingers are dry, callused, tired...and very happy! Our house is coming and hopefully we will be in within the next 6 weeks. If not then, we refuse to give in to our fingers and feel blue! We have been learning so much and feel beyond grateful to have this opportunity.

The past couple of months I have had this primary song running through my head

I have two little hands, folded snugly and tight.

They are tiny and weak, yet they knew what is right.

During all the long hours till daylight is through,

There is plenty indeed for my two hands to do.

Every time I watch Cameron play with his tiny hands or learn something new, I think of this song and I'm reminded of what a perfect little boy he is. His hands are extra tiny, but they are always trying to do what is right.

One more requirement for my new fingers: They need to be more like Cameron's

McKenna Olympics

We have been having our own version of the Olympics in our home. Buckle your seat belts and Cameron will introduce you to the games...

Bobsledding

Cameron's first ride on a snowmobile left competitors eating his snow. All athletes must start young.


Hockey

Cam's goalie skills would simply astound the best of the best. Hockey in the McKenna household has proven to be the most hazardous sport in all the games. His blocked shots splatter the opposing team. Score 3-2, with Cameron dominating.



Nordic Combined

Mark and Angie have joined their legendary skills to make it through all 178 episodes of Star Trek on YouTube. So far, they are ahead of the competition and maintain a commanding lead.


Skeleton

Cameron successfully mastered the

proper chin tuck to roll consistently from his stomach to his back and last night rolled for the first time from his back to his tummy. Next on his Olympic journey is Short Track. Hopefully he'll wait until we get into our house to perfect this skill...

Holiday Joy

I have been trying to post about Christmas since...well...Christmas! Here it is, Christmas in pictures!

Christmas Evening--all the grandkids performed!







Caroling with the Zurcher side



We went to Mark's parents Christmas Eve, but this is the only picture we took.



Ahhh, the end! My mind can rest in peace now that this has finally posted!

Bad Economy

A glimpse inside




Mark in all his electrical glory







Someone stole my dad's compressor and table saw out of our house over the weekend. Maybe they were trying to do their part to stimulate the economy by making us buy new supplies (a purpose greatly defeated when we called in the tax paid police), or they were really down on their luck. Either way, it left us feeling a little disheartened about the state of humanity.

Never fear, we will be going on vacation this weekend where we will no doubt regain our faith and maybe even ditch the winter slump.

Blogging Frustrations

I am new at this blogging thing and do not know how to do many things (mostly fix my mistakes). Since this is the case, I'm seriously considering throwing my computer out the window or giving up blogging. It's much less expensive to give up the blogging (significantly less fun than taking out my aggressions on my friend, Mac), but I'll have to go that way if I can't figure things out. Anyone have any ideas as to why blogger is giving me errors and such when I am trying to load a picture? It keeps telling me my pictures are unrecognizable or corrupted. Boo to you blog. You loaded them a month ago.