I Heart Hand Signs

You know what, Blog? I'm just not feeling it. I think I'm over you. We've had a good run, this past decade, but I think it's time for me to say "peace out" for good. But since you've been so good to me, I'll leave you with one final treasure to remember me by.

Surgery Fun, Part II

Apparently age 5 is a great time for surgery in our family. Liam did it, so we thought Eliza should get the chance, too.

She has had an umbilical hernia since birth, and somewhere we had heard that it could possibly close on its own up until age 5. She turned 5 a few weeks ago, and it seemed like the right time.

It was pretty identical to Liam's surgical experience. It started with the cool jammies:

The anesthesiologists let her pick out a scent (naturally, she chose cotton candy), and then took her away. Fun fact: Liam chose the root beer-flavored anesthesia three years ago, and he has hated root beer ever since. I was glad she picked cotton candy, and not strawberry.

She had a nice little nap.

Then woke up and watched some TV.

 And rode out of the hospital in this sweet wagon.

Now it's four days later, and she's still hanging out in bed watching movies all day. She's living the dream!

Playing Catch-Up

If I hadn't gone into {temporary} blogging retirement, I might have written about our summer vacation to Martin's Cove and Mt. Rushmore last year.

Eliza was named after my great-great-great grandma, who brought her two kids from England to Utah. Her son was Liam's age and her daughter was Eliza's age, and they tell a cool story about her at Martin's Cove.

Then we met Ben's family at Mt. Rushmore, and had a fun time with the cousins.

And I might have written about Liam's baptism. This lucky duck got to be baptized on his eighth birthday:

We had a fun little party afterward with yummy treats.

I probably would have written about our fun Thanksgiving with Ben's family in Colorado, where we ran the Gobble Wobble 5K and played with cousins:

And maybe our fun Christmas with my family in California, where we played with more cousins and wore matchy outfits:

And I probably would have blogged about Eliza's 5th birthday party, which included pink-haired pony rides in our backyard for less than the cost of taking seven girls to Chuck E. Cheese. It was amazing!

But, since I really thought I was done blogging, this recap will have to do.

Check...Check...One, Two...

Is this thing on?

Is anyone still blogging, or do we all have trust issues since Google Reader shut down? No? That's just me?

Huh.