tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61952310058501649012012-01-08T21:14:04.930-08:00doudsvillesarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.comBlogger3341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-79672216361024815352011-12-18T14:09:00.000-08:002011-12-18T14:10:50.043-08:00
elizabeth's farewell to the crib; this little lady's in the big girl bed now. woo! commence project 'get the baby out of our bed and into the crib.'sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-25009936857960831642011-11-01T13:51:00.000-07:002011-11-01T13:51:44.565-07:00
we get a pirate ship with diapers in it delivered monthly. thanks amazon.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-18053869997414519122011-10-30T21:40:00.000-07:002011-10-30T21:43:43.414-07:00
friends' toes, bonding over wonder pets.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-56479871900273192482011-10-29T22:07:00.000-07:002011-10-29T22:07:00.200-07:00
elizabeth get's super excited when noralou blows bubbles. i think she thinks it's some kind of magic trick or something.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-79079309233019754062011-10-27T22:26:00.000-07:002011-10-27T22:26:00.809-07:00
sisters.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-19239613798834555842011-10-26T22:17:00.000-07:002011-10-26T22:17:00.267-07:00
we have a most splendid deal worked out, where greg holds this little gremlin from 6:30-7:30 every night so mom can take a little break.....which break is usually spent reading stories with the OTHER less little gremlin.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-86095569288015180202011-10-26T10:35:00.000-07:002011-10-26T11:08:51.059-07:00
unsure about "kisses" this morning.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-45448280014150486882011-10-25T22:11:00.000-07:002011-10-25T22:11:37.844-07:00
a pretty solid visual representation of the general atmosphere around here most of the time.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-36614935683088457272011-10-23T11:24:00.000-07:002011-10-23T11:25:56.097-07:00hovering.
this is pre ceiling paint and pre bedroom paint.......you can see the mustard peeking through the door on the right. previous owners paired that paint with some very lovely wine-colored curtains. so gross.
we've been mia from the blog-o-sphere. a new house and a baby will do that, but i just uploaded a bunch of pics from the camera, and am ready to tear into them and do some sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-57302588219761309662011-09-13T12:21:00.000-07:002011-09-13T12:21:28.356-07:00bets woke up last night at midnight crying and i went in to find she'd pooped and had a really red, raised and sore diaper rash. i think she pooped before she fell asleep at 9pm and then it just sat there for 3 hours. ew.
my question is this: are there certain foods that cause/exacerbate a diaper rash? i can't seem to find much online about this. is it the acidic stuff? like craisins maybe?sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-67684349790272653252011-09-06T16:04:00.000-07:002011-09-06T16:04:59.530-07:00
her first comprehension of rain. she was hesitant to step from dry to wet cement for a second. it was a nice second.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-63585897137037760182011-09-06T12:25:00.000-07:002011-09-06T12:29:45.726-07:00
i'm starting to get the desire back...the desire to take pictures. it's been missing for the past few months. i might be reverting back to being a normal person. if only my pants would fit...sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-62322961538048073942011-08-27T11:40:00.000-07:002011-08-27T11:40:47.422-07:00
as a result of my complaining about not knowing how to do my daughter's hair, a very thoughtful friend gifted me a "hairdooing kit." i did my best. i'll work harder....sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-31070173672892406942011-08-26T22:29:00.003-07:002011-08-26T22:49:24.658-07:00
i can't believe it's been two years.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-57030885069282451052011-08-26T13:54:00.001-07:002011-08-26T13:54:21.441-07:00
i can't believe it's been a month.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-16666691626832498532011-08-02T17:37:00.000-07:002011-08-02T17:37:38.936-07:00i awoke this morning (not for the first time) at 9am to hear greg and bets playing in the yard.
greg: "and......a swing and a miss by daddy!"
elizabeth: "DADDY, DADDY, DADDY!"
apparently he's been teaching her the art of whiffle-ball. it's a pretty good deal for him i think. he just hits and hits and she shags the balls into a bucket for him. i know it's so cliched and boring, but it reallysarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-17728505230242726562011-07-29T13:09:00.000-07:002011-07-29T13:15:09.041-07:00We've been trying to figure out who this baby looks like. her nose, lips and chin are pretty unique. i sent a pic to my dear mother, and she sent this one back. i want those sheets.
top pic is me. bottom is nora lou.
i definitely see a resemblance. maybe we have a little greg AND a little sara now!
disclaimer: lots of birth/baby details to follow. no one's forcing you to read on. do sosarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-58859863860358567842011-07-27T20:15:00.000-07:002011-07-27T20:15:00.599-07:00
nora louisesarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-85760825255047181612011-07-22T23:29:00.000-07:002011-07-22T23:30:18.321-07:00a self-portrait.
the doud family "nested" today. tomorrow at 8am i'm being induced. so greg washed the cars and the dog, and i changed all the sheets and washed the floors and cried several times over the fact that i'm abandoning my sweet firstborn to go and have a second baby in the morning.
we're excited. and nervous.
it feels like i'm preparing myself for a trip to mars, but sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-42805649287653714932011-07-15T22:24:00.000-07:002011-07-15T22:52:12.412-07:00i put her down for a nap fully clothed and returned three hours later to find this:
no idea how she did it. she's never declothed herself before.....
ps - sorry this isn't a post with a new baby in it. you'll just have to settle for this one with the OLD baby until the new one gets here.
ps number two: the ISO is at 2500 for that pic. i love my camera.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-28680875151178958302011-07-15T14:08:00.000-07:002011-07-15T14:11:54.186-07:00i know i'm risking an overshare here. i went to the doctor today:
1.5cm
50% effaced
-2 station
i figure those who'll be grossed out don't know what it means anyways, right?
things are going along smoothly in the doud household. i think our biggest trial at this point is mediating elizabeth's incessant pleadings for annie, yardy's (backyardigans), and elmo. yeah, she loves elmo now too. sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-28887797086471301042011-07-08T12:35:00.000-07:002011-07-08T12:51:53.635-07:00
when your almost two year-old still doesn't have any hair, it sometimes helps to go back and look at a picture of them from six months ago....just for reassurance that growth IS actually occurring.
another thought. it's WAY too hot for that outfit right now.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-68492944022041457542011-07-05T23:11:00.000-07:002011-07-05T23:16:43.063-07:00we're officially one month into the first session of photo class....beta-tester's edition. i'm loving teaching, and i'm super happy with how the student images are coming along. i asked my lowly pupils tonight if i could show them off a bit on the blog and they said it'd be alright, so..........
here're a few of my favorites thus far. i feel like a proud mama:)
by henrike zeitler
by sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-33526173048533713262011-07-05T14:47:00.000-07:002011-07-05T14:47:14.247-07:00
you want this.
it's at costco.
i'd never had pastrami before i started scarfing this stuff, so i don't really know if it's "good" pastrami....actually, i didn't even know if pastrami was pig or cow parts or what....i just knew i needed to change up the lunch meat rotation in my sandwiches. anyways, it's cow parts and it's tasty.
eat it.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-59936729189237366252011-07-02T12:36:00.001-07:002011-07-02T12:36:56.827-07:00sara, sitting on the sofa: greg, WHY can't i get up?
greg: do you really want the answer?
sara: no.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-39292248154548451122011-06-29T21:30:00.000-07:002011-06-29T21:30:09.805-07:00an interesting read: here.
opinions? discuss.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-53819458536121138622011-06-27T14:18:00.000-07:002011-06-27T14:40:53.224-07:00
it took greg and i about five seconds to come up with a name for elizabeth. it's a family name and it's pretty, right? no brainer.
we're having a totally different experience naming this second little gal. and it's totally my fault....greg's a pretty easy sell.
the process goes something like this:
i think of a name i like.
greg usually likes it and starts thinking about middle name sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-36759053283499848642011-06-25T22:29:00.000-07:002011-06-25T22:48:28.419-07:00kind of a lot going on around these parts lately. mostly greg and i are just getting old. here's the evidence:
we are "in escrow" on a house here in poway. a real house. like with grass you have to mow.
i've been shopping.....for appliances. the big ones that clean clothes and keep food from perishing.
we are approximately 33 days away from being in possession of TWO children.
we are sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-23566110297637953372011-06-17T13:39:00.000-07:002011-06-17T13:39:54.997-07:00she thought she was some kind of grand explorer this morning, trekking through the potted plants....so pleased with herself.
and for some reason i feel like a real mom when i slap shoes on overtop of the footed jammies.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-35714557973199204032011-06-13T22:12:00.000-07:002011-06-13T22:12:19.718-07:00lady liberty! this wasn't planned. i kinda wish i'd thought of it though.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-37835959287708976212011-06-12T21:46:00.000-07:002011-06-12T21:46:38.511-07:00
i actually took the camera out today. with five weeks til operation have-a-new-baby i'm way over running around trying to capture images of the current rascal child. so of course i default to the cliche flower shot. at least flowers don't run....and you can take pictures of them from a lazy standing position.
elizabeth is getting a few more teeth in, so she's currently pretty high sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-70174671754803200202011-06-10T12:52:00.000-07:002011-06-10T13:20:53.959-07:00okay, so i've received far more responses expressing interest in the photography class than i anticipated.
yay!
if you've contacted me and i haven't responded to you personally, fear not, for i have kept a list with the names of each and every one of you unique and special snowflakes, and i'll be sending out an email to all of you within the next few days with details on the evil plans i'm sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-18901011673440086542011-06-09T01:23:00.000-07:002011-06-09T01:23:05.366-07:00greg found this little spot in nauvoo where the trees framed the temple. he's a keeper.
i have this idea swimming around in my head.
wait.
first things first.
restless leg syndrome is real, so don't let anyone tell you any different. i used to think migraines were a psychological issue as well....until pregnancy gifted me a few of those too.
i've spent the past two hours trying to get tosarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-64067652166444466922011-06-03T21:11:00.000-07:002011-06-03T21:11:25.364-07:00
in nauvoo. looks like she's saving that pioneer baby from sort sort of peril, yes?
very important swim lesson update:
less crying; more swimming. she's not loving it yet....and she did plenty of crying, but things went better than last time. and she did some "swimming" under the water which was fun to see.
so maybe she isn't a natural equestrian.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-58198091983726750362011-05-31T13:41:00.000-07:002011-05-31T13:41:02.373-07:00window in carthage jail.
the prego lazies are really starting to affect the blog.
not too much to report around these parts...my eldest brother darin and wife have been staying with us this weekend from michigan, so that's been fun.
i've been introduced to a new chocolate chip cookie recipe and will never go back to toll house....ever. i now have cake flour and unsalted butter on hand at allsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-37052079990034360932011-05-25T13:46:00.000-07:002011-05-25T13:56:16.429-07:00the whole fam traveled to nauvoo a couple weeks ago for one last visit. it's so pretty there, and the company isn't too bad either. i'll be posting a smattering of photos from the trip over the next few days. here're a few taken on one of our walks. the weather was uncharacteristically lovely this time and we all enjoyed strolling, walking, and holding hands:)
two generations of sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-6389274876957489812011-05-11T13:08:00.001-07:002011-05-11T13:08:35.527-07:00sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-82749552322267880472011-05-10T13:58:00.000-07:002011-05-10T14:08:59.469-07:00i think i've moved through the "feeling great in the 2nd trimester" phase and into the "i'm having trouble standing up without holding my breath 3rd trimester" phase. okay, maybe it's not that bad....yet, but i do find that i've become terribly lazy over the past few weeks. even picking up the camera has become a bit of a chore.
anyways. i sometimes enjoy looking at picture-taking people's sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-70319896140156954722011-05-06T14:41:00.000-07:002011-05-06T15:05:56.918-07:00this morning:
sea world. special mother/daughter edition. i feel like i want to spend as much time as is possible doing fun things with this little love, before my time and emotional energy are consumed by a newborn...shiver. bets was pretty into these guys. they were loud and active. she loves a ruckus.
yesterday we played all afternoon in the backyard. i ended up taking all her clothes sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-76931842032648343862011-05-04T13:55:00.000-07:002011-05-04T13:59:16.606-07:00
i'm currently lying on my bed with wet hair. freshly home from the beach and out of the shower. the fan is on. the kid is napping. pandora is mixing it up on the kings of convenience station. i feel like i want to list this moment as one of my hobbies and interests or something.
that's an iphone photo up there. taken with my early mother's day gift...a new iphone 4...my second new iphone sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-78978614005258250412011-05-03T22:22:00.000-07:002011-05-03T22:22:13.264-07:00pensive elizabeth.
she carried her bowl and beverage over to watch out the glass door while she ate. pretty adorable.
new topic: at this time, i'd like to make a couple written promises to both myself and the blogosphere at large.
1. i will never cut or style my current or future child's hair into either a faux- or mo-hawk.
2. i will never own or wear a pair of rock and republic jeans.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-81726166359031551802011-05-01T12:12:00.000-07:002011-05-01T12:12:15.365-07:00gene's five!! we're fans. it was wild!
elizabeth did make it into one picture i think. she's gene's biggest groupie. really.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-11896353781378723892011-04-29T20:54:00.000-07:002011-04-29T21:41:18.099-07:00
a very generous friend dropped off a few toys today that her kids have outgrown. included were a kitchen with a bunch of play food, a sweet tricycle, and this rocking horse that bets played on all night. we really scored.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-64163008524193933602011-04-27T14:22:00.000-07:002011-04-27T14:22:50.519-07:00we went to the doc yesterday for the ole 18 month check-up. here're the stats:
height: 31 1/4in (28%)
weight: 21lb 14oz (12%)
head circ: 45 1/4in (14%)
FOUR shots.
elizabeth no longer enjoys these little visits. and it's not even the shots really. she hates it any time someone tries to hold her still for anything. i think she actually disliked the measuring of the head part the most, thoughsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-31000009604925530252011-04-25T14:46:00.000-07:002011-04-25T14:46:52.478-07:00easter. we ate good food and the kids enjoyed the egg hunt. oh, and uncle matt stepped in dog poop. twice. so that was a bonus.
brooklyn, looking cute:
greg, in his dad-socks and bets in her boy clothes. oops.
ryan, busted chhugging candy straight from the egg. (notice the action shot of brooklyn cracking an egg open with beans flying)
this is what happens when i try to sneak a pic sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-2791316861783211212011-04-25T14:02:00.001-07:002011-04-25T14:02:40.599-07:00
i've been having major focus issues lately. bummer, because i think this one is kinda cute. she's learned how to open doors...like, with the door handle. nothing is safe!sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-37240137905377416262011-04-22T12:15:00.000-07:002011-04-22T12:15:19.508-07:00
so i cant resist those big plastic containers of fruit at costco. you know, the blueberries, grapes, strawberries, etc. the thing is, the kid and the husband don't really even LIKE those fruits, so i end up with a whole lotta fruit and only little(is joke) ole me to eat it.
so yesterday i looked into the face of four pounds of rapidly ripening strawberries....and i took action. and by "sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-8898617386068609392011-04-17T21:48:00.000-07:002011-04-17T22:00:58.612-07:00
gregs and i are in agreement that we're actually kinda liking 1pm church. the kid is nice to us and naps with no complaints from 10:30-12:45p instead of her usual 12-3p. and we have some time in the morning to just relax, play in the yard, and eat good breakfast foods:) today it was french toast. greg takes a bit of pride in his french toast.
i do have to say that i feel sorry for sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-1234933749458878282011-04-17T21:29:00.000-07:002011-04-17T21:29:04.766-07:00
purely for documentation purposes. i guess she had a rough one friday night, because this is the hair we were treated to saturday morning.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-76145548670576795712011-04-15T21:20:00.000-07:002011-04-15T21:52:11.203-07:00
another glorious day at the beach. is this the cutest kid-mom combo you ever did see? i know. c's even throwin out gang signs yo.
now, back to me.
elizabeth was fearless at the beach today. she kept running at full speed into the waves....and these little ankle-slappers were chest-high to HER. they'd knock her over and her head would be the only thing above water...and she'd be sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-59047227240971289382011-04-13T21:03:00.000-07:002011-04-13T21:03:01.222-07:00
trying to be a grownup already. she's not even looking at anything exciting. i think it's my email. she just likes to sit at the big kids' table. didn't we all?sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-41157394351672234692011-04-12T21:46:00.000-07:002011-04-12T21:46:31.087-07:00
yet more proof of exceptional ability.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-53546497967257750352011-04-12T12:30:00.000-07:002011-04-12T12:30:09.125-07:00
elizabeth's "words" in order of their appearance:
go away (yes, this was her first. i guess i say it to the dog a lot)
dada
mama
hay-yah! (you know, the noise you make when you karate-chop somebody...courtesy of the samurai pie episode of backyardigans)
doggie (actually, most everything is "doggie". anything worth pointing at is called "doggie")
mine! (courtesy of charlie:)
cheese
other sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-65412632772003015242011-04-06T14:56:00.000-07:002011-04-06T14:56:53.679-07:00dude, i saw this recipe for "chocolate butter" today. is that what the cool kids are calling frosting now? please, uppity blog. you aren't fooling anyone.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-37510635370763764452011-04-06T14:42:00.000-07:002011-04-06T14:42:05.177-07:00conference photos for gangy and pop pop.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-38001748520775146112011-04-06T13:52:00.000-07:002011-04-06T14:50:58.751-07:00
i watched her look at a milk drip on the floor, run over to the tissue box and grab one (you read me right....ONE, not seventeen, ONE tissue!) and head back over to wipe up her mess. it's a regular tuesday miracle.
but.
then she proceeded to pour many more milk drips on the ground so she could do a little more cleaning. one step forward, two steps back or something like that...rightsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-69079682606263234632011-04-04T13:18:00.000-07:002011-04-04T13:19:23.240-07:00conference weekend with the fam. more pictures coming soon. get excited! (but not very excited...)
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-89123882154443993042011-03-31T21:10:00.000-07:002011-03-31T21:10:18.920-07:00
terrible picture of a super day at the beach. the children were happy and the sun was shining.
the beach puts a big fat exclamation point on the fact that i am a mom....in a big ole black one-piece.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-9489439763263941482011-03-30T22:21:00.000-07:002011-03-30T22:21:59.755-07:00got this little gem off craigslist today. for 25 bucks. now we get the play set AND the kitchen. i'm a good mom. or an indulgent one.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-10624828561603091492011-03-30T22:00:00.000-07:002011-03-30T22:00:41.245-07:00the weather called for some backyard action today.
this warmed my heart:
green hair anyone? lots of green light bouncing around in the shade....sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-52836045157899289332011-03-30T14:39:00.000-07:002011-03-30T14:39:07.485-07:00for those who have not, for whatever reason joined the facebook revolution:
ahem, it's a GIRL!
since i've never had a sister, i'll be needing some tips on how to make sure the doud girls grow into friends and not enemies. don't sisters like, argue a lot or something?sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-41124010213179533732011-03-28T12:45:00.000-07:002011-03-28T12:45:55.354-07:00first. loved all the running comments and help. thanks you guys. totally helpful. my mother even found a way to quote scripture. she's such a saint.
second. today. i took some advice and gave my shin-muscles a rest. i swam. i swam and i know nothing about swimming. i got a swim cap and a pair of goggles and just went for the big dunk. and i was totally WAY more nervous than i thought sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-36093000603065742172011-03-26T13:40:00.000-07:002011-03-26T13:44:28.150-07:00contrary to what the shape of my body indicates, i'm running 27 miles a week now and am feeling pretty darned good. my back, pelvic and sciatic pain have been kept at bay so far and even the actual running part is getting easier.
i will now introduce my totally unsupported theories on running. it's my blog. i can do that.
i feel like with running, i'm slowed down by one of two things.
1. mysarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-67056300714954576212011-03-21T23:11:00.000-07:002011-03-22T07:56:52.912-07:00the stats.
zero weeks pregnant=116lbs
21 weeks pregnant=138lbs
you do the math. i've got a long way to go.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-6137382057741711922011-03-16T13:38:00.000-07:002011-03-16T13:38:14.614-07:00
and another thing. costco convinced me to buy these with their sneaky little coupons and man-oh-man they are delicious. do it.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-22797830749548300842011-03-16T12:45:00.000-07:002011-03-16T12:46:40.708-07:00why do the personal trainers at the gym always make their victims do THEE most high profile and ridiculous exercises in existence? is it pity i feel for them? or amusement? or am i just jealous because i don't get to like, do jumping jacks on top of a bench with a trainer on my shoulders while i helicopter seven dumb bells around my head.
poor saps.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-61064684524254933192011-03-07T22:28:00.000-08:002011-03-07T22:39:40.238-08:00a few pics from nathan's baptism day.
nate being nate. under his baptism quilt.
cousin love.
regrettably overexposed photograph of cousin love.
and of course, a little moby love. what is it with the babies these days....sagging their skirts so their diapers hang out. gangsta.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-58970964414241421842011-03-03T20:24:00.000-08:002011-03-03T20:24:51.417-08:00we had quite the eventful morning. exhibit A:
elizabeth still has a bottle of milk every morning when she wakes up. i microwave the bottle for 30 seconds. as soon as the bottle hits the microwave she begins her 30 seconds of whining and crying and other general carryings on. it's annoying. so today i was like, maybe she doesn't even care if the darned thing is warmed anymore. ahem. she sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-2827672897438999342011-03-03T14:04:00.000-08:002011-03-03T14:04:06.970-08:00charlie's bday tribute. the hot dogs were really good, and important traditions were established. "kick the boot" will be passed down for generations.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-86756016805305168862011-02-27T21:27:00.000-08:002011-02-27T21:27:42.156-08:00sara: i'll be 18 weeks pregnant on thursday. the week after that i'll be halfway there.
greg: wow.....we really need to start enjoying life.
i guess you could say we aren't really "fans" of the newborn in this house.
in unrelated news, i got asked to give a talk in church in two weeks. my worst nightmare, realized. and i can't even start obsessing about it tonight because i forgot the sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-41422062587401624212011-02-21T12:06:00.000-08:002011-02-21T12:15:51.898-08:00the hard drive on my five month old macbook pro failed and gobbled up with it all my pictures (that i foolishly hadn't backed up) and my copy of photoshop, so blogging has come to an abrupt halt.
im still in the picture mourning phase and am avoiding technology for the time being. i implore you to back up your important data TODAY.
and now, i will read a book made of paper and glue and ink; sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-14901402237158478992011-02-16T14:14:00.000-08:002011-02-16T14:14:27.591-08:00when you get to the back of costco where all the apples are lined up in those plastic carriers, and you're like, "pink lady? fuji? gala? i'm torn!" get a little nutz and go for the ambrosias! oh man. so good.
you're welcome.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-10407272797719318082011-02-16T13:34:00.000-08:002011-02-16T14:03:43.218-08:00anybody want to do a 5k with me in a couple saturdays? we will not be running next to each other. way too much pressure. but we could drink a cold beverage out of a plastic cup together when it's over, right? i mean, not out of the same plastic cup together. we'd each have our own plastic cup and probably a complimentary t-shirt but we're maybe standing next to....or even just in close sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-52821810242453962222011-02-13T18:34:00.000-08:002011-02-13T18:34:49.456-08:00feels good to be up to date on the picture-a-day blog. check it here.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-22191631974243744412011-02-13T14:21:00.000-08:002011-02-13T14:26:39.295-08:00i. love. spaghetti. carbonara. make it. you won't be sorry. click here for the legit itallian way to do it.
and now.......my personal tips for success:
1. don't scrimp on the cheese.
2. don't chince on the pepper.
3. add peas. mmmm. peas.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-32747426715252301312011-02-11T21:01:00.000-08:002011-02-11T21:01:31.033-08:00hey guys.
thanks for the concern about the little one. just wanted to let you know she's been feeling better today. so good to see her little smile again. she even ate half a graham cracker. such a fatty. yay!
i know a lot of kind people. you are appreciated.
happy weekend!sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-82536094544670851312011-02-09T14:03:00.000-08:002011-02-09T14:03:30.254-08:00my purse got stolen awhile back. i was pretty torn up about it.
elizabeth it awfully sick right now. i get worked up about it a couple times a day, especially when i feel particularly unable to assuage her pain.
maybe i'm not as self-aware as i think, but i don't find myself to be a very outwardly positive person. i'm sarcastic, wry, a realist. but when the purse thing happened.....and now sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-76255756131680483792011-02-07T13:05:00.000-08:002011-02-07T13:05:02.586-08:00update:
i feel like i'm being prepared for the impending newborn: no sleep, and a baby who cries all day long. it's all coming back to me now.
this virus is proving itself to be serious business. we went to our regular doc today and he said the fever portion, which typically lasts four days, is the height of this illness. so, my calculation is declaring tonight as her last night of misery. sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-14307136831573687152011-02-06T13:32:00.000-08:002011-02-06T15:02:11.858-08:00
hand, foot and mouth disease....isn't that something cows get?
so i don't know if cows get it, but i do know that elizabeth doud gets it. she's been doing what i thought was teething for the past week or so; red, swollen gums, a low-grade fever, wasn't eating or sleeping well and was drooling quite a bit. days came and went and i kept waiting for things to get better. not the case. her sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-71692054199550128472011-02-02T16:26:00.000-08:002011-02-02T16:26:43.230-08:00does anyone have a good workout playlist they'd like to share? michael jackson's starting to get old.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-11115995441745591922011-02-01T21:28:00.000-08:002011-02-01T21:28:45.988-08:00it finally happened. i mean, it was bound to happen right? every person with a camera, at some point falls prey to it....you know.....ahem....
flowers.
yes i took pictures of flowers. don't hate. too much.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-28083747073149137692011-01-28T12:56:00.000-08:002011-01-28T13:02:19.113-08:00i follow a lot of blogs. it kinda feels like watching the news to me.
today i read this on the blog of someone i don't know that well:
"I am 100% happy and confident in choosing a homebirth."
this person is 38 weeks pregnant with her first child. i must say, i laughed out loud when i read her statement. off the top of my head, here's why:
1. if you really were 100% happy and confident sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-168247770034514382011-01-26T21:48:00.000-08:002011-01-26T21:48:31.560-08:00
working the land.
working the hair.
and leaving her mark. elizabeth. was. here.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-85470728531523891332011-01-20T13:41:00.000-08:002011-01-20T13:41:02.251-08:00refusing to get herself down off the couch: a picture narrative, by elizabeth & sara doud.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-42326920103969480512011-01-18T15:41:00.000-08:002011-01-18T15:41:02.671-08:00no picture today. instead, a very official announcement: we're adding another kid to the fam! yeah, little doudini number two will be arriving on or (more likely) about july 28.
a few items of note:
1. i'm a fat pregnant person. really, i'm not trying to be cute or funny. last time i gained just under 60lbs. pregnancy makes me hungry, and i quite simply have no will power. right now i sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-2244854546148316472011-01-13T21:39:00.001-08:002011-01-13T21:39:42.513-08:00just another one uh them rear-view mirror shots...
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-22033342793920274732011-01-12T19:09:00.000-08:002011-01-12T19:09:23.504-08:00variations on watching backyardigans:
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-69548206273100476642011-01-12T13:34:00.000-08:002011-01-12T13:34:47.374-08:00most boring pictures ever, but i had to document our attempt at venturing out into the snow. we lasted about four minutes. she clung to me the whole time, then she fell and put both hands in the snow and that was it.
it's twenty-something degrees. and the wind hurts.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-13565378550726600302011-01-11T18:43:00.000-08:002011-01-11T18:48:24.268-08:00here's what we did in nauvoo today. this and spagetti carbonara. wow.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-9872884458817624102011-01-08T10:52:00.000-08:002011-01-08T10:54:53.844-08:00i'm rethinking whether or not doing a second blog for the 365 project was a good idea. managing two blogs is kind of a drag, but i'm hoping having a blog dedicated exclusively to the 365 project will make putting a book together at the end of the year easier.
anyways, here are a couple photos from the past week that didn't make the photo-a-day cut. i've been into taking photos framed by doors.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-34522474480745173482011-01-06T21:46:00.000-08:002011-01-06T21:46:28.401-08:00
just another night with dayton, wii and the oreos.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-50752232909283620042011-01-04T15:50:00.000-08:002011-01-04T15:51:02.008-08:00did a shoot with this oh-so-lovely graduate down at balboa park a few days ago. doesn't she look like fun? she is. i can vouch. and don't you kinda more than kinda want those shoes? i can vouch for this one too. you want them. you do.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-35249151618253066632011-01-03T23:08:00.000-08:002011-01-03T23:09:43.921-08:00it's over there ---------------------> www.twentyfoursevenin2011.blogspot.comsarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-88188135870814042702011-01-01T23:21:00.000-08:002011-01-01T23:21:15.365-08:00
i felt sad that i could only post one photo on the other blog, so i'll add it here. hopefully this whole thing doesn't get too complicated. i'll work on editing myself:)sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-3435796618389971812011-01-01T21:32:00.000-08:002011-01-01T21:33:44.922-08:00i'm starting my 365/one a day photo project today. feel free to follow along here.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-89748966863967236492010-12-28T21:40:00.000-08:002010-12-28T21:43:40.425-08:00christmas documentation spillover:
yeah yeah, we all wish that metal thing wasn't growing out of her head.sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-37248838481142130382010-12-28T00:06:00.000-08:002010-12-28T00:09:04.750-08:00we spent christmas with greg's fam this year. santa came. highlights included but were not limited to lots of plaid, some trampoline building...and unbuilding....and rebuilding, a few minor injuries, advanced adult coloring, a spunky four-legged toy stealer, a new baby boy, lots of cheer, and food food FOOD! elizabeth spent most of her time on a mini couch just her size. thanks coles sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-85693703629696237922010-12-22T21:25:00.000-08:002010-12-23T08:34:56.204-08:00these two do not get along.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-89827142984999401722010-12-21T21:58:00.000-08:002010-12-21T22:18:47.500-08:00i put the crib mattress on the floor so i could change the sheet, and bets decided it was the best time a gal could ever have. she jumped, rolled, fell, stepped, bounced, danced, screamed, and shimmied on, off, and around this thing for at least half an hour.
i'm learning that i'm really no good at editing photos taken with indoor tungsten light. first off, the tungsten white-balance sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6195231005850164901.post-2247275122121224262010-12-20T15:05:00.000-08:002010-12-20T15:05:57.969-08:00pictures posted with intention to make my mother feel like she succeeded as a parent. i do have a (very) few domestic inclinations....or i may just like christmas.
sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03643801307843886666noreply@blogger.com4