Before I became pregnant I straightened my hair every day, and styled it from there. I wouldn't leave the house if my make-up wasn't all the way done, with eye-shadow, liner, foundation--everything. Ha! Welllll...something about pregnancy (either the exhaustion or the sickness) led me to an indifference about the way I looked, because honestly, let's face it--who's going to check out a pregnant woman anyway? Well, it seems those feelings have migrated their way into my everyday life, and it's not necessarily because I'm too tired or lazy, it's just that I don't have the time to waste anymore. Now, I have started to put make-up on more regularly, usually just mascara, but my hair is a constant struggle. I hate doing it. I really, really wish it was acceptable to walk around in public with bedhead....but it's not, and I would be embarrassed, so I usually throw it up in a ponytail or bun to get it out of my face, versus spending hours perfecting it.
Well, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the newest 'do I discovered. And it only takes 5-10 minutes!! I didn't have to plug anything in, or use any product (other than hairspray). Awesome.
A few days ago, per my request, I asked my mom to make muffins for breakfast
(I was going to be there that morning so I could attend church with my family to hear my brother speak)
and she happened to make some very delicious pumpkin muffins.
Well...today as I was cleaning and reorganizing my pantry I came across a can of pumpkin filling with an experation date of soon, and then remembered those delicious muffins my mom made, and decided to whip myself up a batch. Unfortunately I didn't have her recipe, but I found one very similar that sounded yummy. If you want the recipe, you can go here. It's a bit lengthy to write all of it down...I made a few adjustments (I used 2 cups all-purpose flour instead of half pastry flour, and I didn't have buttermilk so I made my own...oh and I took them out of the oven at 18 minutes, instead of waiting the full 20) and when they were all done...I ate them. And so did Wyatt, he thought they were amazing! :)
I don't like to use my KitchenAid when making quickbreads only because you want as little beating to your dough as possible, that way they come out niiiiiice and tender. Mmmm! So I do all the mixing by hand...thank goodness the batter/dough (?) isn't very thick, so it's not hard to do!
I was surprised how much batter there ended up being...so I filled all the cups to the top!
And then these gloriously large muffins came out of oven... Happy eating!
We went to the doctor yesterday for his 9 month check-up...9 MONTHS?!? Yes. Crazy, I know. Anyway, he's doing well, still 'underweight' according the the percentiles, but I don't like to pay attention to the percentiles anymore. He's healthy and strong and eats like a monster. We're going to start giving him more lean proteins to see if that doens't help him out in the calorie department.
Weight: 17.1 lbs (7th percentile)
Height: 27 inches (12th percentile)
Head circumference: 18 inches (70th percentile) sooo...he has a big head?? Haha!
Wyatt also got one shot to end the Hep B rounds, and also had a TB test performed on his arm, which was no fun for him, but thankfully this time he didn't get sick like he normally does after his shots.
Here's just a few updates on his current favorites:
He loves to climb on anything and everything that is taller than he is...
He also loves to stick anything and everything in his mouth, which can be disasterous sometimes...
(oh yeah, and he learned to put his binky in his mouth a few months ago...)
He still loves his Opa, and loves it when he sneaks him sweets (behind Mom's back, of course...)
Around 6 months when we started feeding Wyatt solid foods, if we took too long before giving him another bite, he would get frustrated and then grunt and tense up like he was pooping. ANYWAY, my dad started asking him, "Are you strong?" or, in dutch, "Ben je sterk?" when he would do that, and now if you ask him, he'll ball up his fists and grunt on cue (it's so much cuter in real life, and this picture doesn't do him justice...)
Great Grandma and Grandpa came for a visit!
Wyatt also now understands the meaning of 'no.' He can detect the different voice changes I have and knows when he's in trouble. He's a very obedient little boy and I love watching him learn...it's amazing how much babies really understand. He talks and babbles constantly, with one of his favorite words being 'dada.' Jeff thinks it's specifically because he loves Daddy more, haha! I don't think so! Just kidding...!
We love Wyatt and can't believe he's going to be 1 so soon!!
These girls have been my best friends since before I can even remember, and all growing up it has always been: Rachael, Noelle, and Rena Jean Bell...
This last weekend Rena Jean was sealed in the temple, and lucky her, she got to have both friends there to attend. I'm so happy for her, knowing the trials she's been through and overcome. She was absolutely beautiful.
And of course, I can't help but take a picture with the prego redheaded girl I like to call my Noelle. It's been a while since we've actually had our picture taken together...I guess that happens when we 'grow up' and don't see each other all the time... ...better make our photo shoot worthwhile, haha...
My friend Rena Jean is getting sealed in the temple tomorrow and wanted to attend one last endowment session before she is married. Because I wasn't able to go with her when she got her endowments out, I offered to join her and we went this morning to the 6:00 session (yeah...it was EARLY.) And because Jeff has to leave for work at 6:00am, I needed to get a babysitter for the few hours I would be away...thankfully, my go-to girl Grace, is always happily available to babysit her nephew (plus it's super easy just to have her spend the night.) So anyway, after the session (where Rena Jean and I were asked by another sister if we were sister missionaries, haha) I came home to this:
Both baby and babysitter fast asleep...
...not for long though! I think Wyatt must have sensed I was home and woke up not 5 minutes after I took the first picture! Stinker!
Wyatt is crawling and pulling himself up onto most everything these days. He's gettting pretty good at it and doesn't seem at all phased by things that should be out of reach...he'll just climb right up to what he wants to see if he can reach it.
And on a side note, my hair seems to finally be growing back...or well, I'm noticing it now. I have also noticed the shedding stopped a few months ago too. Hallelujah.
I was going through the pictures on my phone and thought I'd share some of the more recent ones...
My siblings like to take my phone and take random pictures of Wyatt.
This happened a few weeks ago, and my toe is still recovering. At work, after 7pm, if you go outside you have to scan your badge on a badge scanner (?) before you come in to unlock the doors. My problem is, I can never remember which of the two doors actually unlocks...and it's timed, so if you don't open the right door on the first try, you might have to go back and rescan your badge. ANYWAY, this time I decided to open both doors and save myself the trouble...my only problem was that I forgot to move my foot out of the way of the door that did open...so I ran the door over my big toe and totally crushed it. It was excruciating, but I just smiled past the security guard and kept walking like everything was fine. I went into the bathroom to find my shoe drenched in blood, with my toenail cracked halfway down to the nailbed...and by that, I mean cracked horizonally, as in the whole upper half of my toenail was going to fall off.
And I had just painted my toenails. Dang.
This was a picture that I sent to Jeff because I was so irritated. I was in my car, had just backed out of my garage, and wanted to pull out of the driveway, when I see this DUMB moving truck blocking the entrance. REALLY people?? They could have pulled forward or stayed back, because there was plenty of room in either direction, but no...let's make sure NO ONE leaves. (*this driveway is shared by 5 other houses, so I'm not the only one this dumb truck was blocking.)
Here's a rare shot of Wyatt actually sleeping...he likes to stay up with Mom and only pretend to sleep if he has to.
These next few are of Wyatt using the blinds cord knob as a binky. He found that all on his own and thought it was genious.
Jeff really is paying attention to the road. And we're both wearing our seatbelts...
I'm a Van Capelle, and I married a Downs. This blog is a glimpse into our lives:
Jeff and I were married on May 26, 2007 in the Mesa, Arizona Temple. We love each and every moment we share and can't wait to start new and exciting adventures together! We've got the two cutest boys in the world--Wyatt and Logan--and we love them more than anything! Life is good!