







On a walk with Jeffrey I took this photo from a small bridge in our town. Now that Spring is in full swing the greens are coming out.Tricia Typing: We've tried to let Jeffrey eat more meals with us lately (he hates baby food dinners or meats) and it's not always a neat and tidy as us serving him, but it does make for lots of cute pictures. He really likes pasta and will eat that over most other things (though cheerie-os are still a main staple). He didn't get my insatiable desire for potatoes, he only tolerates mashed potatoes and they aren't as easy to eat.


As the spring shows his shiny face longer and longer the smoothie maker finds its way out of the cupboard more often.
We got this toy for Jeffrey a while ago. We played with it forever showing him how to put the toys in the hole at the top and that it would come out at the bottom. Cory posted a while ago about how he finally learned to do it himself but I thought I'd share a video of it. He usually likes to stick his arm in and push the button that makes the noise before he actually puts the balls in. Silly kid!


Cory reenlisted last week (there was a post on that as well). Cory's so funny about ceremonies and presentations and whatnot. To this day I have yet to actually be to a ceremony or parade with him in it (or not in it for that matter) besides him coming home from Iraq, which was about 10 minutes long. I did go to the SGT Morales induction and they made me go up on stage and stand there like a dork for 10 minutes while they presented a "Certificate of Appreciation" to me.
Anyway, to put it in perspective, there are people who reenlist on a Black Hawk helicopter while it's in the air, there are some who want to wait so that General SoandSo can reenlist them and make a big whoop-di-do about it. Cory is so not that way at all. His reenlistment took place in front of the retention guy's office in the lobby of the building (he called that morning at 10 and said "I'll be home at 10:30 and my reenlistment is at 11:00"). He was sure that no one but me and the officer reenlisting him would be there. But to his surprise a few of his fellow NCO's and the Deputy Commandant of the Academy showed up. I was presented with yet another "Certificate of Appreciation" from the army. Ha. They appreciate me, but that's about it. ;)
Now in other news, does my face look rounder? I feel like it's become rounder and it's slightly disturbing to me.





After cooking the beef and noodles combine them in the same pan with corn and tomatoe sauce. Once all is hot add the sugar and butter. Top with cheese.





One of the signs of Jeffrey's need of a nap is his wiggles. He of course is always crawling from corner to corner, but when he is tired he prefers to be held. There will be a few moments of cuddling with him, but as he feels his own eyes droop a panic that he might miss out on something colorful, fluffy or noisy comes to his attention. His struggle to stay awake leads him to kick, twist, buckle, stretch, reach, pinch, point, grab, and roll in any direction that might give his body the shock it needs to snap back to wakefulness.
The only counter measure is to hold him down tightly. His momentary yelps and short cries are intended to trick me into thinking that some injustice is being committed and I should be an assistant to his escape. No iron files in his cereal bowl. I know better and hold him down with loving warm tightness until his struggles spend his last strength and his eyes fall shut with a clap.
Watching Jeffrey in his room this morning for about an hour I saw him go from toy to toy touching everything that moves, and touching anything that makes a noise at least twice. It is intriguing watching him go through the growing process. I wanted to get some work done with a few of my photographs, but Jeffrey loves to be in the middle of the action, so I have learned to be picky about when I choose to work on certain projects. It is a small adjustment to make, but the benefit is being able to be a part of these memorable times of his life.
This is the nightwatchman who gives tour every night. He said that when you don't have very much money (like the city of Rothenburg after the war) you have to have a good idea, his good idea was to give tours every night. The night we went there were probably 30-40 people on the tour.
See we're well prepared parents, we forgot Jeffrey's gloves, so I had to put mine on his hands instead. Maybe that's why the ladies on the tour kept calling him a girl. The German people love babies though, the couple running our B&B were so funny, they wanted to talk to Jeffrey more that us. There just aren't very many babies here in Germany and when a cutie like Jeffers comes along they just want to eat him up!
We watched conference last night at home, the satellite at our ward wasn't working, we had the missionary couple from the ward over as well. It was nice to be able to be part of that solemn assembly. We're going to watch the afternoon session in a few minutes.









