Prince Charming

A few weeks ago in a very close land there lived a little prince named Conner. Conner was a brave child that had a wonderful gift for fixing things.

He was a very handsome child that rode the most beautiful steed in the world.

Conner lived in a beautiful palace with his cousin Princess Payeton.

Until one day the evil witch Disney Princess Dress-Up Stuff (aka DPDUS) left an enchanted set of sparkly shoes to enslave Prince Conner and hold him captive to the beauty of the "pretty shoes."


Under the spell Prince Conner believed that all other shoes were hideous and that the "pretty shoes" were the only shoes that he could wear. The spell drove his father and mother, the king and queen, crazy and they searched in vain for a way to break the spell. Until one day Princess Sarah came from a neighboring kingdom with a wonderful idea to play a song for the Prince to see if that would break the spell.

And it did. The kingdom rejoiced and all the people were happy. Prince Conner and Princess Payeton rode through the streets thanking the people for all their help.

Life returned to "normal" in the kingdom and everyone lived happily ever after or did they.....

Man on the Moon

I know that I have not written forever but who honestly wants to hear about the things I do all day? Dishes, laundry, and the changing of multiple diapers is not the fun to write about so unless something funny or exciting happens in my day you are on your own to ponder what it is that we are up to.

You must be able to deduce that if I am sitting here writing I do have a few things that happened recently that I think are somewhat funny.

First, I love to watch Dr. Phil and Oprah, yes you can make fun of me all you want, but I just love to watch these shows probably because I am nosy and like to know what is happening with other people. However, all this is somewhat beside the point. I was watching Dr. Phil recently when suddenly Conner springs from the couch and runs to television hollering, "Poppa, Poppa." Now for those of you who don't know my family or Joe's family Dr. Phil has an uncanny resemblance to most of his grandpas and great-grandpas. On Joe's side they all share the same hair line as Dr. Phil and my dad has a very similar well kept mustache. So now my son is under the impression that Dr. Phil is somehow one of his "Poppas" and lets me know this everyday from 3:00 to 4:00. Now as for Oprah, Conner believes she is his aunt Nicole. How this connection was made I am still trying to figure out but for the hour of Oprah that we watch she is his "Cole." Do you think that we could claim her as family now?

Second, we went to the park yesterday with several friends and the kids were all fighting over the same ball. Well leave it to my imaginitive son to look in the sky and see the moon in it's round glory and start screaming "Ball" and stretching his arms for it as if it were just out of his reach. When his attempts at grabbing the so called 'ball' from the sky failed he then employed his mother, aka me, to try and grab it for him. It took some serious efforts to distract him from the great ball in the sky and with that we said farewell to the man in the moon until another day.

Friends

We were lucky enough to have some company over the weekend. Mike, Stefanie, Isabella, and even Echo Plane all stopped on their way to Royal City to see Stef's family. Conner was so excited to have a friend to play with. He kept trying to show Bella how to play with his toys and then tried to eat all of her food. He has really come to love being around other kids. It was really nice to have some company (we even got to play some pinochle).


Isabella had lots of fun playing the piano.














Conner LOVED being read to.















Conner and I also went for a walk with our neighbor Meghan and her daughter Sarah. We stopped at the park and let them swing and play on the slides. They had lots of fun even though it was a little chilly outside.

Sleeping Baby

So for those of you that have kids you will appreciate this. Conner is now falling asleep in his bed for both his naps and at night and he is sleeping through the night. So let me just say (with my happy dance) WOOHOO! After a more than a year and lots of people telling me about their babies sleeping through the night it is finally happening to us.
Also, (Erin, you will appreciate this more than most) Conner is also flaring his nostrils at us when he is angry. He looks like a bull. First you get the "look," then he flares his nostrils and snorts. It is so hard not to laugh because it is quite hysterical. For those of you who don't know this, the flaring of the nostrils is a trait that does not come from either me or Joe but must be a learned trait from observing his Aunt Erin. I guess this makes Erin and I even because as I learned a few weeks ago from talking to her son Luke on Skype that he has learned my ever wonderful, yet rarely seen, trait of the "Screech eye". Now the "Screech eye" is too difficult to explain but just think back to the days of watching "Saved by the Bell" and you can kind of imagine that it is truly a puzzling, weird, and somewhat disturbing sight to behold. And if this is all just a little confusing take comfort in the saying "you just had to be there."

Halloween Fun, etc.

Well we finally made it to a second post. Yeah! So I guess we had better do a little catching up. First, Conner is now 1 year old. Can you believe it? We had so much fun on his birthday. Second Halloween has come and gone. We took Conner trick-or-treating at the local mall. He refused to walk. He wanted to be carried the whole time but it was still a lot of fun. Third, we finally have a new president which I am sure you all know but it is still a historical event and pretty exciting. So basically that is about it so just look at the pictures and you will be all caught up as to what is happening around here.

Conner really liked the GIANT pumpkins but he had to settle for a small one.









The pumpkin patch that we went to had all kinds of fun things to do. They had farm animals to pet, a maze, hayride, and lots of other things.



























We went to a Halloween party and were in charge of desserts. So we made a bleeding cake and cupcake brains. They were gruesomely good.


























Conner went as a "Rocker" for Halloween. I couldn't get a picture of him carrying his guitar but it was still cute. We carved pumpkins Halloween night (a little late) and let Conner try and gut his own pumpkin.

These last pictures are of Conner's birthday party. Gayland, Cindy, Jordon, Dallas, Buddy (the dog), Cidnee and Payeton all came to celebrate with us. We had such a good time and I think Conner did too. Once he got into the cake he was loving life. Don't you miss the days when you could eat like a slob and nobody cared?

Official Start

Remember when life gets you down grin and bare it!

So here it is everyone, our first blog. Now don't count on me to be witty like some people or a consistent "blogger" like others, all you can hope for is a semi-up-to-date blog that at least lets you know what is going on in our lives.

First, I have to vent a little of my frustrations. When Conner first started getting teeth I was so excited. I was diligent in recording each day that his little teeth popped through his swollen gums and even made little diagrams in his book to indicate which tooth had come through. Blast all those efforts because now all he seems to be able to do with his cute little white teeth is BITE! That's right BITE! Have you ever watched Jeff Foxworthy when he
talks about the beaver biting a man's nipple "O -F- F, off" well I fear the day that his stand up routine will soon consist of the same story only it will be "Conner Edwards bit his mother's finger O-F-F, off."
I guess I can't be too upset for as my family will remember we were notorious biters but how do you teach a child not to bite when you bite him back or tell him no and he laughs. It has now become quite the game in our home and no one is exempt from the wrath of Conner. Our poor dog I fear is going to lose her tail any day now. However, on the plus side we do have our own personal document, trash, or just about everything shredder. For all your shredding needs please call Tiny Teeth now operating 24 hours a day 7 days a week.

I guess that is it really except, go Team USA and if anyone has any suggestions for our little problem please, PLEASE let us know. Thanks.

Signed, Bite marks and Bruises