4.28.2008

mr. three-teeth

Lincoln is a busy explorer and adventurer and angel boy! He watches Isaac and giggles at his big brother's crazy antics. He has a funny little mullet that I call his "swirly curl." He has started to protest baby food and now only wants to eat what we're eating. He often sticks his tongue in his left cheek or out the side of his mouth. He's a little bumpkin with just his three teeth--the one on top growing in a bit crookedly. He's turning one this week!

welcome to the world, Anika Alice Smith!

Introducing Anika Alice Smith, new to this world on April 28, 2008, weighing in at 7 pounds 8 ounces. We can't wait to meet you!!! Congrats Lisa and Jer! (Pictured in the last one is my sister Michelle)

4.25.2008

my birthday

My birthday this year was made so special by my Boys! Jed made me quiche in the morning and took work off early for us to hike along Dinosaur Ridge. Partway up the trail Isaac complained of a tummyache, but we brushed the comment aside since he often complains of imaginary ailments. After the picturesque hike--on a ridge that straddles the edge of Denver with awesome views from both sides--the boys took me to what they thought was a Korean restaurant. It turned out to be Vietnamese, but we opted to dine there anyway in honor of Kristen who will be visiting there this summer. Moments after we bit into our dinner, Isaac upchucked all over the place! He was serious about that tummyache after all. The remainder of the evening was spent at home, kids in bed, relaxing together over oriental take-out. :) Thanks to the Boys for the camping gear, Mom for the necklace from Malaysia, Shell for the beautiful skirt, Lisa for the exercise clothes, Sher for the CDs and lipgloss, Jed and Kristen for a surprise to come, and everyone else for cards and calls. It was nice to be remembered!

4.23.2008

my pixie 'do

This post is painfully overdue but is mostly for my sisters and friends who haven't seen my now-not-so-new-anymore haircut. And a confession accompanies it: THIS is at last the hairdo I have been coveting for myself! It took me over a year to get the guts to go this short, but now that it's here I love it! (Though you might not like it, I do, so there.) And I'm verily afraid I'll never go back to long and laborious locks ever again. Do you think it makes me look like a boy? No matter, I think I have moved beyond using hair as a security blanket and have at last found a hairstyle that feels like me. Less-than-a-minute to style yet still styled, it's perfect for my low maintenance ways. Somehow, though, I can't forget Evelyn Young, who years ago warned me never to shear my locks. I'm sorry, Evelyn, but not really!

the FedEx Man!

Move over Superman, Spider-Man, and even the cutie new Christian-Bale-Batman: a new superhero is here, and he is living in my house! It is the FedEx Man! That is Ike's new self-proclaimed identity, anyway. If I say, "Isaac, come here," he quickly fires back, "No, I'm not Isaac, I'm the FedEx Man!" The FedEx Man surreptitiously fills used postal packages with little treasures: hand-written notes, artwork, or favorite books, then he places the packages in nooks and crannies around the house for Mom or Dad. This ritual goes on at least a bajillion times a day, and the obsession extends to the mail. He'll wait in anticipation all day--peering out the window from time to time--and is ecstatic when anything arrives. The FedEx man also enjoys planning and creating cards and packages for friends and family (except as those require ACTUAL postage, there are understandably fewer :). Sometimes it can be tiring feigning elation when the FedEx man brings YET another package, but then I stop and remind myself what it manifests about the good-hearted nature of my little preschooler: how he's always thinking of others and rejoices in their happiness. I hope he never loses that.

4.20.2008

52 hikes OR bikes (amended)

Okay, so we're going to make a small amendment to the 52-hike goal, especially now that Jed and I are rediscovering the joys of road biking! We decided we will also include bike rides in our log if the rides are long and/or laborious and/or out in nature (i.e. mountains). On Saturday we took turns riding up (for me, laboring up) Lookout Mountain, a fairly precipitous and winding road that takes you to the top of a peak where Buffalo Bill himself is buried. Thanks to Jer for assembling Jed's sleek and amazingly zippy bike--I rode it too (with seat lowered) since mine had a flat. Jed made it to the top twice and I only 2/3 the way--but I plan on making it all the way next time. The view--encompassing much of the Denver-metro-area--was indelible, the ride demanding, gruelling, yet exhilarting!

4.08.2008

52 hikes

We have a goal this year--it may be a tad unrealistic--but we hope to go on at least 52 hikes or long outdoor walks (average one hike a week). It shouldn't be too hard to hike during the warm weather, but what about 1/4 of the year, there in Denver, when it's snowy and cold?--you may ask. We often think of Jed's dad, Randy, and his love for this beautiful earth--even the aspects of nature that others may consider less-than-ideal. When the family lived in Park City, Utah, he was walking outside during a nasty blizzard one day. His friend stopped to offer him a ride. Randy politely declined, revealing that he was actually out enjoying the beautiful weather. We have taken this to heart as a little family and have tried to get outside, even when the weather is extreme. Though we get some interesting stares from onlookers, we have had some exhilarating times! And you know, if nothing else it is toughening us up and teaching our kids to not always crave comforts. Mostly we have sought to discern beauty where others may easily overlook it. Why should only verdant, lush landscapes and soft, blooming petals get all the praise? There truly is beauty in ALL of God's creations, not excluding brown, dry, prickly, barren, and yes, even (though it takes extra effort for me to write this) cold. And it is always there for the discovery--if we will only open our eyes to see, ears to listen, hands to touch, feet to trod.

4.03.2008

snugglebugs

Isaac and Lincoln have found two new little friends . . . and they are really adorable! We were invited by our new friends to their home for an Easter Egg derby (egg dyeing and smashing contest). Their two cute girls are MaKadie (Isaac's pal) and Anika (Lincoln's friend). While no one was looking, Lincoln crawled into Anika's baby chair with her and laid his little head on her chest. Jed found them snuggling like that, and they both seemed to be enjoying it! (Though neither likes to snuggle with their older sibling.) Lincoln is our little snugglebug. . . hm. . . I wonder where he gets that? :)
(The photos were taken later when I was babysitting McKadie and Annika and our house)

spring fever!

Hello, anybody who cares to hear about the Rogers Rogues!!! I'm finally figuring out how to do this crazy blog thing. Whoo hoo! So please excuse our dust until I get everything settled. We had a nice March! Except that I have had an insane case of spring fever and the weather has been SO uncooperative--teasingly warm one day only to snow that night. Goodness. And for the first time I am uncharacteristically ecstatic about growing a garden! Maybe it's something about being 30. Or maybe the rising food prices! Or could it be because we're vegetarian? At any rate, since we're renting our house I am not allowed to use the yard (which is a crying shame as it's ginormous), but I do plan on growing as much as I can in containers on the patio and along the house and chain-link fence. But maybe it's a good thing I can't use more space--as it is, I'm still a beginner gardener and perhaps shouldn't take on more than I can chew anyway. (get it?) Last time I tried gardening, 3 years ago, the results were tragic--nothing grew except for one hearty zucchini plant (those things would probably grow in a war zone). But this year I am much better equipped! I have read from cover to cover a book called All New Square Foot Gardening, and that's probably why I am all psyched up about it. I have even dreamt of lovely cascading ruby tomatoes and squeaky yellow summer squash for several nights now. The book advocates using homemade boxes or containers and boasts that your gardening will be easier and more efficient. The method purportedly conserves space, water, seeds, and energy, and it doesn't require weeding or rototilling. The secret is in the soil. Anyway, I guess I shouldn't sing it praises just yet until I try it myself. . . but several people have vouched for it. And it's almost time to plant! Isaac is eager, too, and equipped with his own small pair of kid gloves. I will definitely post my progress (not that you care :). We're planning on lots of hiking, camping, biking, and wilderness exploring this year! Denver is beautiful and replete with lakes and walking/biking paths. Not to mention the formidable and stunning Rockies to our west (check your bearings, you Salt-Lakers). The mountains here seem to be more accessible and even more bounteous than on your side. Not to brag. :) Jed is planning on a visit to Phoenix in late April for dissertation stuff, and I'm hauling the boys to Utah at the same time to meet the boys' new little cute cousin, Lisa's daughter. We look forward to seeing loved ones soon!