Happy Halloween!!

My best buddy, Aubrey is an Uber-talented photographer. You should most definitely go check her out here. She rocks my world, and decided to take the Lee Family out for a little Halloween fun. This year, Hazen was a Fire Station Dalmation, with his parents, the two Fire Fighters.



Please, look, enjoy, and then hire her. Or, wait in anticipation until December, when you see our family pictures!

Wednesday Cousin Outing!

Heather called me on Wednesday, and asked me if I'd like to start a new tradition: "Wednesday Cousin Outings!" So, we decided to go to "Max and Cheese" for lunch. It didn't open until much later than we thought, so we killed some time at a local nursery. Looks like a pumpkin patch, doesn't it? Sure wasn't, though!

Hazen thinks Max is hilarious. He's either picking on him, or laughing at everything he does. I like it better when he laughs.

Jason has a major issue with this...

So, other Jason thinks it's really funny to do things to potentially corrupt our child. Sunday was no exception. Aubrey and I were nearly rolling with laughter while my Jason sat on the couch, in the fetal position saying, "No, NO! Not my boy." I personally think that Hazen rocks the purple. Isn't he darling??

Tooting his Horn

So, I realized that I blog a crap-load about Hazen, and a pretty decent amount about myself. There's one intrinsic family member that I don't write NEARLY enough about.

He's cute, isn't he?

Anyhoo, I'm going to toot his horn for a minute or two. Beep, beep! First- the other day, we were driving home from a family outing. We noticed that there was some traffic, and lo and behold, right by our house, there was a major car accident! There was a truck that had flipped, and another car that was totally crunched. There wasn't any emergency personnel on scene yet, so the accident had just happened. We pulled over, and Jason hopped out, and jogged over to the scene. There was a woman there in scrubs, so he asked her if she was a nurse. She answered that she was just starting training to become a CNA....um. Great. So, Jason politely told her that it would probably be a good idea if he took over. It was so cool, as I sat in the car with Hazen; I told him that his Daddy was a hero, and that we needed to be so proud of him, because his job is to help people and save lives. I think that it's SO COOL!! Jason did his thing until the FD showed up, helped get the woman in the ambulance, and then hopped back in our car. Just another day on the job. What a stud. Aren't you jealous that I'm married to such a babe? You should be.

In other news...... about 1 month ago, Jason went up to Park City to test for their Fire Department. There was over 200 people there, and they sat for an aptitude test. Later that night, we got the phone call saying that he had passed the test, and was invited to come back the next day for a physical exam at 8,000 ft elevation!! Jason passed with flying colors, and along with 60 other people moved on to the Oral Boards. This was the round that both Jason and I thought he would struggle with the most, as he's a little quiet when you first meet him, and sometimes it's hard to really GET the essence of Jason in 5 minutes! Well, after 2 weeks of waiting, tonight we received the letter saying that he was one of the 20 people who were invited to go on 2 ten-hour ride-alongs in November. After the ride alongs, they'll cut it to the top 15, who will be invited for seasonal employment. In APRIL, they'll hire 8-10 people for a full-time slot on the Park City Fire Department. The odds at this point, are incredible. Even if Jason doesn't get the spot, I can't begin to say enough how proud I am of him. He works HARD at a full-time job, getting up every morning at 5:00 am, and not getting home until nearly 7 pm. He's starting nursing school oh....tomorrow, he works part-time for Pleasant Grove FD, and in the midst of this, he's an impeccable father, and the husband I always dreamed of. I'm not trying to "sugar coat" our lives- marriage is hard, and we see our fair share of trials on a daily basis, but I am so blessed to have him in my life. Hazen is lucky, because he has the world's best dad to look up to. So, even though my opinion means nothing, I do believe that Park City would be lucky to have such a dependable, reliable, strong man working for their department. I'm lucky to have such a man in my home.

Hazen

Hazen is completely mobile. He walks like it's going out of style, which is so fun! The first casualty? Our dining table and chairs. Since he can walk all over the place, he likes to change the set-up of the kitchen around. It makes me tired.

I'm trying to let go of my OCD ways, and allow him to solely feed himself. Did you know that this is a REALLY messy practice?


Hazen also loves to take baths in my bathroom. However, he makes a crazy mess of the place. Also however, his little laugh and smile kind of negates the annoyance factor from the eternal mess he gives me!
In not so cute news, Hazen bites. Still. It's really only when he's super excited, but ouch! Take note of today's bite mark!

Everyone Poops!

Everyone does not, however, poop in my tub. Oh wait, Hazen does! I've learned that if I take a shower while he's playing, and then put him in the tub while I get ready, everyone is happy! He's thrilled, because he gets to play for a good 1/2 hour, and I'm happy, because I don't look like I fell out of a garbage can like I do most days!

The other day, while I got ready, I noticed a little something accompanying Hazen in the tub. It was a fabulous log of poop. How can you get exasperated with such a darling face??

Hazen's Horrible, Terrible, No-Good, Very Bad Day

Sunday was a crappy day for my poor little boy. He woke many, many, many times in the night on Saturday night, and woke up. He was just fine for the first part of the day, but once the afternoon hit, it all went downhill. I guess it has to do with the fact that he's learning how to walk, but his balance in well....life, is rough.

He was playing with Mia Mia when his excitement got the better of him, and the coffee table won. Enter wound #1. No more than 20 minutes later, he came toppling down the stairs. I felt like the worst mom in humanity. It broke my heart. In fact, I still feel bad! Cue 5 minutes later. Hazen shuts his fingers in screen door. At this point, if you looked at him cross-eyed, he would bawl.

Today, he's got the beginnings of a shiner. My poor, poor baby boy.