Here And There And In Between

 In between trips here and there... there is this thing called life. Here are some clips of our crazy day to day existence.

1. Little man learning to steal things off the nearby box.

2. Learning to sit up. This came very suddenly. We didn't "work" much on this. Just one day we put him down and he sat there on his own. He still topples over now and again but he is doing great!

3. Further evidence this little guy is my guy. I bought a bag of chocolate mint marshmallows and handed the bag to Pierscen. (I have a weakness for marshmallows.) Little P decided that little bag was like a Christmas gift! He was super excited. (Probably cause the bag made a fun noise). 

4. We go on lots and lots of walks. We had to use the umbrella stroller a number of times because our apartment complex is surrounded by those horrible puncture weeds. We lost four tires in 2 weeks. Urg! We have replaced both back tires and put in that extra layer of protection made of that slime stuff, but it's hard. We have since put lots and lots of slime in the tire and pumped it up too. Much better. Anyway, walking with the umbrella stroller helped Pierscen notice the leash for Dodger and he wanted to help. It was pretty cute.

 (Apparently I was picture happy that day.)

 5. Our stake had a Pioneer Day Picnic at the Stake Center. It was supposed to be at a near by park, but it had been raining. It was a little chaotic with the move to the building, but it turned out. We waited in line for food for close to an hour, but at least we finally got to eat!

We know so few people in our ward, let alone the stake. We sat down at a table with only a couple people remaining. The man across from us was speaking with a younger gal and I heard her call him "Bishop." When she walked away, I asked if he was still a Bishop. He said he was not currently. I told him we were moving into a new ward and we were curious if he might be the new bishop. He asked where we were from and Ryan replied, "Utah." The man looked at him, cocked his head, and asked,

"Orem?"

Surprised, Ryan said, "Yes."

"Ryan?" he asked. 

So before we moved out here, we were given a number to Ryan's neighbor's cousin who lives here in Casper and might have some connections for housing. Unfortunately when Ryan called him, all he had available were houses costing $1300 a month or more. And who were we talking to at the dinner? None other than Brother Madsen. What are the odds? The one person we talked to! Haha. He was able to point out the Bishop of our new ward and I went to introduce myself. He came and sat at our table and chit chatted for a while. I don't expect him to remember us when we show up, but it was good to at least meet him.

6. Now that the little man is sitting up so well, he loves playing his little piano. He is a little rough on the keys, but he loves it. Once the tunes start, he dances away. It is super cute!

Life is simple, but busy. We love it.