August:
-Weston climbs. EVERYTHING. And yes, that is his outfit of choice.
-Weston is learning new words. His favorite is still "no". I wish I could say I don't know where he learned it, but he hears the word a lot. (See above entry: "Weston climbs") Other words include "Mama", "Dada", "zoo" (shoe), "Woof woof" (a.k.a. dog), "voom" (car/truck/airplane/train), "Ba" (ball), and "ooba" (football - Daddy is so proud.)
-After much Persuasion, Bryan convinced me that it was time to leave Weston overnight.
-Actually, he tried to get me to leave for a few days, but I was too much of a chicken.
-We left Weston at Grandma Visser's, with me almost in tears, and Weston so excited he would even acknowlege Bryan or me as we left. Weston had a great time, and I called every few hours, ready to go get him at any moment.
-Bryan took me to Park City for the weekend. Did I remember the camera? Check. Did I remember to take pictures? Not so much. I did manage to take 2 pictures, and they're not great:
-This was on the drive down to Park City. Gorgeous views.
-We stayed at a 5-star hotel called the Waldorf. A. Maz. ing. Included were robes and slippers for both of us (not to keep. Dang it!), a SUPER fluffy bed (maybe a little too fluffy for my taste, but that's probably because I can't afford such a luxury!), and a pool & two hot tubs all to ourselves. Also, a fireplace, and TWO TV's. One in the main room, and one - pause for effect - in the bathroom. The bathroom had a jacuzzi tub, and a TV with a sound system so it could actually be heard. Turns out there's really nothing on TV on Saturday mornings, but I watched TV anyway while I got ready. Just because I could.
-Also in our room was this blow dryer. My camera is not great, but if you look closely you can see the
diamonds (fake? Let's pretend not) on the handle. Talk about luxury.
-It turns out if you stay in a 5-star ski resort in the summer, prices are WAY low. Still, the most expensive place we've ever stayed, but think of all the money we SAVED!
-We didn't know before we got there that we were not permitted to park our own car. Nope. You pull up to the front door, and a valet takes your car. I felt out of place at first, but man. That was cool.
-While we were in Utah, we saw 2 of Bryan's mission buddies. One we went to lunch with in Salt Lake on the way down. The other happened to be staying at his families cabin right outside Park City. Talk about convenient! We got to go have dinner with him & his wife, and his parents, who were so kind. They even drove us up the mountain to their cabin so we wouldn't get lost. (And trust me, we would have. There were a LOT of cabins up there, and they were towards the top.)
-On Saturday we went to the outlets in Park City. I have to say, I've always heard about great prices at outlets, and I wasn't really impressed. The prices were about the same as going to any store here in town. We did each get a new shirt though, and even got Weston a new hoodie.
-We got back on Saturday evening, in time to get Weston and put him to bed. Was he happy to see us after almost 2 days? Not a chance. He cried for an hour after we left Grandma's house. I was glad he had a good time. And next time, Bryan can take me away for a few days instead of just one night.
-The BIG news of August - Weston moved into a
big boy bed!
-For the record, I was all for keeping the crib as long as possible. But remember what I said earlier? Weston climbs. unfortunately, when he climbed out of his crib, it was not in a graceful manner, nor was he able to climb back in. The night that he climbed out, I rocked him to sleep (which took a while), then layed him back in the crib. He woke up in the middle of the night and was climbing out again, so I brought him to my bed for the rest of the night. That was a very long night. The next morning, I pulled out the toddler bed (luckily I had gotten a great deal on craigslist just the week before!) and Weston couldn't wait to jump in it, just like he jumps in Mom and Dad's bed.
-Weston napped in a playpen that day, because there was no way he was going to stay in that bed.
-That night I walked Weston back to his bed over 30 times before he finally stayed there and went to sleep.
-The next night was about 40 times.
-The third night in the bed I walked Weston back to bed about 60 times, and finally just shut his bedroom door.
-Now he knows when it's time for bed, and almost never gets out of bed at all. He even naps in the bed, except for the days I babysit. Then he sleeps in a playpen just like the other kids. (Only because he won't stay in his bed when there are kids to play with. )
-We went with our friends Steve and Karen to the East Idaho State Fair. Having never been to a state fair besides Minnesota, I was shocked how small the grounds were. Was I complaining? Not one bit. Still pretty much all the same food, all the crafts and animals to look at, and you don't have to walk nearly as far. Not to mention it is SO much cheaper than the MN State Fair.
-We took Weston in his stroller, but he was only in it for about 5 minutes total.
-Wes LOVES Steve. He did spend some time on Bryan's shoulders, but for the most part he just reached out to Steve. Neither Bryan or I minded one bit. :)
-Yep, I forgot the camera that day.
-Also in August, we got the GREAT news that we'll be getting a
niece! Mathias', as some of you may know, tend to produce boys in mass numbers, so we are
thrilled to have a girl in the family! Congratulations to Alicia and Brian!
September:
-We haven't done a lot worth writing about this month, but it sure seems like we've been busy. Where has the month gone?!
- On Labor Day weekend Bryan's brother John and sister Staci came up from Utah to visit.
-Staci was very kind and got up at a ridiculous hour to go on the milk route with Bryan.
-I love saying "'the milk route". Yep, I'm married to a milk man. That's pretty cool to say. (I mean really, how many people do you know that can say that?!)
-We went to breakfast on Labor Day, which we didn't actually get until 11, so it was more like brunch. Bry's parents took us all to Smitty's.
-Smitty's is a place here in town, which serves great breakfast. Get any other meal, and be sure that you have pepto on hand.
-Usually when we go out to eat, I share with Weston, because he's not a huge eater. However, on this particular day, I got a huge waffle (we're talking monster-size waffle), and Weston ate over half of it! Needless to say, he left the restaurant stuffed, and I left... not so stuffed. Now we know that Weston gets his own meal when we get waffles.
-After brunch, we all went bowling. Wes rolled a ball a few times on my turn. The first time he rolled the ball himself, he hit nine pins. No bumpers, no help. NINE pins. (True, every time after that was a gutter ball. But wow!)

-While at the bowling alley, Weston and Bryan played this driving game. Bry worked the pedals, and Weston did all the steering. And he didn't come in last place! (7th out of 8!)

-Weston turned 18 months this last week, which means he went into nursery! I actually took him in a couple of weeks ago just to meet the leaders and other kids. When I tried to take him back to primary with me, he was so upset that the leader said he could stay. This Sunday should have been his first week in there, but he was in there for the third time, and has stayed without a problem every time.
-Weston had his 18-month check-up this week. He has only gained about a pound since his 14-month shots. For weight, he is in the 22%. For his height however, he is in the 83%, and his head is a whopping 91 percentile head.
-Last Christmas, for some reason, we all measured our heads at the Visser's house. Weston's Uncle Scott's head was the smallest adult head, at about 22". (Why do I remember these random facts?!) This week, Weston's head was measured at 19.5". Talk about big brains!