We are counting down the days here in Tulsa. We are selling off our furniture and starting to pack boxes. Our home is in disarray. We are in this weird transition period for the next few weeks before we settle into Provo.
The weather here certainly changed to summer. It seemed like the wind suddenly stopped blowing and the humidity arrived. We got a lot of rain at the beginning of the week. There was a huge storm on Monday; it was the heaviest rain I have ever seen!
On Monday, we made the two-hour drive to Lucien, Oklahoma, to visit the McGuire Cemetery. This is where Kassie's Grandmother Burnside (her dad's mom) is buried, and many others from that side of the family. We took photos of the graves so that we can use them as sources and post them on familysearch.org. It rekindled the fire to do more family history! We even found that some of these relatives were Vietnam, WWII, or WWI veterans. It was a great way to spend Memorial Day!
Awkward "selfie" with Hinckley's head cut off
Instagram filtered pic of photogenic baby
Hinckley continues to scream. The beginning of the week was a nightmare; Hinckley woke up for about four nights in a row, screaming at the top of his lungs for about forty-five minutes to an hour and a half. There was seemingly no reason and he would not be comforted by anything we could do. Luckily, it was a short-lived phase and on the fifth night he decided to go back to sleeping through the night. We still have no idea what happened. Now his screaming only happens during the day when he is upset or wants attention.
What it looks like when laying in bed while listening to screaming baby.
H also learned to shake his head today. He does it all the time--when he is happy or excited or bored or just wants to look cute. We can tell him, "Shake," and he does it. He acknowledges three words now: shake, clap, and no. Yes, he does know what "no" means; when we say it, he smiles and continues to do what we don't want him to do. Sometimes he actually heeds the word--it depends on how much he really wants to do whatever he shouldn't be doing. (Isn't agency wonderful?!) We just can't help but laugh all the time because of this little boy. The joy he radiates is contagious and we can't stay mad at anything he does once he flashes his smile.
I can't believe it has only been two months since Hinckley joined our family! It feels like a lot longer than that and he is growing so big way too fast! At his two month check-up today, he weighed 13 lb 12 oz and was 26 1/4 inches long. Apparently he is so tall that he is off the medical charts for his age. Hinckley is such a happy, easy-going baby. He smiles, laughs, and coos a lot. Having him in our family is so fun because he helps us realize the joy of everything once again. He smiles at bright colors or new sounds, enjoys kisses and cuddling, and squeals in delight at seeing nature when we take walks. Yesterday at church it was like he had a rubber neck; for about five minutes he just kept turning back and forth to take it all in--the sights, sounds, and smells. Today he had to get three shots at the doctor's office and even that didn't phase him for long. Oh he screamed and his face got redder than I have ever seen it. I held him and fed him afterwards and then ...
I will try to keep a fairly good record of our exploits and adventures here in the Nation's capital. It is exciting and I am particularly happy about the amazing opportunities there are for pictures! Our trip began at the bus stop outside of the Barlow Center. I took an exterior shot of the Center - the top 2.5 windows on the right are ours. Once on the bus we went past some of the "Occupy" folk which was interesting. And then we came to our stop just outside of Union Station (where I will also be getting off to work at the FJC). Our first grand site was the Capital. So here we are. Washington DC is very different for both Kass and I, but we are finding a way to call it home as quickly as we can. Our first full day in DC consisted of going to Safeway on the bus, eating a modest lunch, and then going to the the Mall for the second time. We began at the capital building and headed towards the Lincoln Memorial (2 miles) before walking home another 2 miles or so. Our first st...
This evening I watched O.T.: Our Town , a documentary about high school students in Compton putting on Wilder's classic play at an institution where no drama event has been held in over 20 years. A few things stood out to me about the film including the excellent characters, the unique commentary on the human condition, and the filmmaker's ability to raise the stakes. The students and teachers that are pictured in O.T. were very dynamic and interesting. I appreciate the filmmakers avoiding trying to classify each student into a group such as "jocks" or a "nerds". Instead a very honest and genuine portrait was captured as the filmmakers followed individual students into their homes and interacted with their family and friends. The insight and voice of the students themselves made this fi...
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