Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Pictures!

As promised...here's a little photo catch-up from the last several months...Logan got a new chair (just his size!) for Christmas. He loves reading and he loves his chair. What a perfect combo!


Logan has developed new climbing abilities to find that one perfect toy...

has a new infatuation with brushing his teeth... (hopefully this continues)




LOVES to dance and be silly...

and went from this....
to this...after his first haircut.... (now looking back on this, I can't believe we didn't do it sooner!)
Has developed many friendships...


And even enjoyed his very first Wild game, in the General Mills suite (which was just that, very "sweet" for Logan to run around in, and us to not have to worry about him running off!)




And to top it all off...here's an adorable clip of Logan ever-so-proudly eating his yogurt. (Nevermind my annoying voice - I don't know if it's just me, but I never can handle listening to myself on video. sorry.)


Now...hopefully I'll be better at updating from here on forward... :)

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Did you think we'd ever return?

So I keep thinking that I should update our blog and not be such a putz, but time gets away from me. That and the fact that taking the computer out when Logan is around is just asking for way too many time-outs and lost patience. I guess I've decided that I'd rather leave our blog abandoned than waste my time batting Logan's ever so sly advances to the keyboard. But hopefully that will change! Hopefully.... Here's to a new beginning... :)

Anyway, so the Petersen family has been busy busy busy. Here's our tacky Christmas letter-style kind of update:

Randy: Randy has been busy with scouts, with work, with finding NEW work, with socializing, with pooper-scooping people's yards (there's a new hobby!), and with hanging out with us in the moments in between.
Leah: Leah has been busy with her new calling as Relief Society Secretary, with work and taking on new roles at work, with learning how to sew, with learning Geneology work, with socializing, and with mommy business (including but not limited to: singing, dancing, playing, sorting, cleaning, teaching, reading etc. - not to mention frequent trips to the childrens museum and library.)
Logan: Logan has been VERY busy with talking, dancing, learning, running, jumping, climbing, helping, playing outside, reading, and becoming friends with "Eebee".

This makes for a very busy and sometimes CRAZY household! But it works for us, and we're grateful to be involved in so many various activities.

P.s. Hopefully one of these days I can actually find time to post pictures!

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Randy's New Wedding Ring ( I really didn't like the first one;)

So, we went out on the boat with the Shermans Thursday night. I think you can guess were this is going. Dan and I go on the tube and I just am not thinking and I forget to take off my ring. Of-course, we fall off and I loose it in the lake. MEN GET INSURANCE ON YOUR RING. It is about $13 A YEAR and there is no deductible if you loose it! So here is the new ring. This is the insurance pic.

Friday, June 19, 2009

The Twins Game

Logan's first Twinkies game. I got some tickets from General Mills a while back and we decided to bring the little guy along. On the way there he would not stop crying. When we were walking to the stadium, he keep crying. We didn't have any hope for the game, but once we got inside, he loved it. Our tickets were along the first base line about 20 rows up, right in foul ball territory. Lets just say that I paid attention to this game more than any I have ever gone to for the sheer fact of protecting my family from any foul balls. We decided to move in the sixth inning to a less populated area. Logan has found out that if you smile and laugh at everything, people pay attention to you and he loves it.
He has a crowd around him everywhere he goes.



This one is right before he throws up all of the Cheerios we fed him during the game to keep him happy. And Yes, he throws-up in my hair - and even down into my shirt. It was the most disgusting feeling I have ever had.