tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76085778772552565732024-02-28T23:48:38.362-07:00Hennrich HappeningsPreston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-34773366994995032112011-11-12T19:43:00.001-07:002011-11-12T20:50:57.507-07:00Adventures<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Okay, not adventures. Excursions. Not adventurous excursions, mind you. Plain jane, simple, low key excursions, cuz that's how we roll. But at least we finally got out of the house and did something for a change. It seems like there are always so many festivals and fairs and concerts, etc going on around here but we always find a reason (aka lame excuse) not to go. When we moved here to Austin I was so excited to go out exploring and do all the different stuff there is to do here but every time the weekend finally rolled around we were too lazy to do anything. I'm not really sure why we do that to ourselves or why I'm admitting our laziness to you but there you have it. Thanks goodness for Aspen (Preston's sister) coming into town last weekend to visit us and motivate us to get off our butts for a change. <br />
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We decided to go to this little town called Wimberley up in the hill
country. In my head I was picturing kind of a quaint little historic
town but it was actually a little on the eccentric side. It was still
cute though and had some good looking restaurants I'd like to go back and try one day. Especially the pie place. Mmmm, pie. Anyways, I guess every month they have this big Market
Days thing that we decided to go to. It was a much bigger deal than I
was expecting. There were TONS of people there. I thought it would be
like a basic little farmers market type setup but it was so huge. It
had 450 vendors and it was laid out with little streets (with animal
names) and shops (actual wooden stalls and buildings-not tents) and
took a good couple of hours to walk through. It had everything from
candied nuts and homemade jams to cowboy apparel to jewelry to
handcarved stuff to furniture to toys and everything in between. I
would say that 80% of the stuff was your typical kitschy
souveniers/homemade crafts but there was a lot of fun stuff to look at.
We didn't buy anything because we are tightwads and hate over paying
for stuff we don't really need but it seemed like such a shame to walk
away empty handed. Maybe next time. <br />
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Then our friends the Dunnings told us about a festival called Wurstfest down in New Braunfels. This area was settled pretty heavily by Germans and Czechs back in the day and you can still see a lot of that influence everywhere. New Braunfels is a good 1.5 hrs away but we decided to go check it out. We love all things German. We want to live there someday and we are even attempting to learn the German language. We had a lot of good food in Germany when we visited there so we were excited to go the Wurstfest and maybe eat some authentic German food again. I sadly have to report that we were slightly disappointed. Not that it wasn't cool, but for how cool everyone says it is and for how much money we had to spend (things there, including admission, were a little pricey) it actually wasn't very big and didn't have all that much to do. Well, that's a lie. There is a lot to do at a German festival if you drink beer. Since we don't drink our activities were a little limited. :) It had rides but they cost more than we were willing to spend on them, especially since we had Cohen and he was too small for most of them anyway. There was a huge building with a zillion little Bavarian looking stalls selling food and trinkets. There were a few authentic things but not as much as we were hoping. I mean, there was only one stand that sold schnitzel, and they only sold it as a sandwich. Sad day. There were a lot of sausages and some sauerkraut and apple strudel but one could also delight in some tamales, German tacos (whatever those are), nachos, and even deep fried oreos. I was tempted to try that one but I refrained. We got to eat with Jon and Merideth and Cole in a giant dining hall with live music and guys dressed in lederhosen so it wasn't a total bust. Plus, it was a gorgeous day, it was in a nice setting with trees and actual water (we don't see much of that here these days with the draught) and it renewed our motivation to save money and go back to the real Germany and eat real German food someday.<br />
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<i> Just a shot of downtown Austin on the way down</i>.<br />
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Cohen looks thrilled, doesn't he? He was so ready for a nap and then he proceeded to stay awake the whole hour and a half ride home until about 10 minutes before we got there. Figures.<br />
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For those of you who are still waiting for pictures of our new house I'm sorry. I haven't gotten to actually do anything to the house since we moved in so I haven't been able to justify pictures yet. Soon, I promise! <br />
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<br /></div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-55539028178679221542011-08-16T10:35:00.000-06:002011-08-16T10:35:57.129-06:00Becoming Texans<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix_Wgv9bS9qZyeowEBoQYhbzJpQjNF8BNhsbm72w2UhYo8bjPc1WZUZnOjA1ILdEpagl665uTzei-St0YMdluz5oIdCTq1kU-3jgOECPUHk-QFVpC_YjuUo9FoNWIq66llncAgqNZwYA/s1600/texas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix_Wgv9bS9qZyeowEBoQYhbzJpQjNF8BNhsbm72w2UhYo8bjPc1WZUZnOjA1ILdEpagl665uTzei-St0YMdluz5oIdCTq1kU-3jgOECPUHk-QFVpC_YjuUo9FoNWIq66llncAgqNZwYA/s1600/texas.gif" /></a></div>So we have only been here for two months but we are slowly starting to become official Texans. I'm not sure how I feel about that quite yet, to be honest with you. I mean, we all know that Preston and I are Coloradans for life-no matter where we live. But since we are probably going to be here for a little while, I figure we might as well enjoy the experience right? After all, like they say (and I concur so far), Texas really is like it's own country. Plus I feel so far removed from everyone we know, we might as well be in a different country!<br />
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This is the progress we have made so far in our <i><b>Texanization</b></i>...<br />
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<li>We have Texas driver's licenses. It took me like five years before I finally succumbed and I gave up my Colorado license for a Utah license and it was a sad day indeed. However, my Utah license was about to expire when we moved here so I didn't have much of a choice but to get a Texas one right away. And let me just tell you, it was a pain in the butt. Talk about Texas doing things their own way! In Utah I just walked up to the counter, handed them my CO license, filled out a little form and I was done. Here you have to get your car inspected, get it registered, and switch your car insurance to a Texas policy before you can go wait in line for ten years to get your license. It doesn't sound like a big deal I guess but we weren't expecting to do all that so I barely got my new license with one day to spare before I would have had to take all the tests all over again and I wasn't thrilled about it!</li>
<li>Our truck has Texas plates (thanks to the requirements for getting a license!). But don't worry, I still have my Denver Broncos, Denver Nuggets, and Colorado Avalanche stickers on the back window of my truck, lest anyone wonder where my loyalties truly lie.</li>
<li><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVv0uu95G5d2zhe5lcSeMDMoeHO5maB2PCuH6kuGLEVff7h80UNJ8jyBh2Sy5_HXzP9lk8e-Tpugh2d5_RLSMjnufLdX41Bjxigutytp-_qMi2o6bUTCvV6g-FjalQWJxEL1-6K2HSWw/s1600/chuys.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVv0uu95G5d2zhe5lcSeMDMoeHO5maB2PCuH6kuGLEVff7h80UNJ8jyBh2Sy5_HXzP9lk8e-Tpugh2d5_RLSMjnufLdX41Bjxigutytp-_qMi2o6bUTCvV6g-FjalQWJxEL1-6K2HSWw/s200/chuys.jpg" width="177" /></a> We ate at Chuy's and we liked it. Quite a bit actually. Food is one of the things we have been most excited about down here since there is so much food awesomeness. EVERY SINGLE person we have asked for recommendations for a good mexican or tex-mex place has said you HAVE to eat at Chuy's. The people here love their Chuy's. So of course we checked it out and we really liked it. I'm already looking up copycat recipes to try to make some of their stuff at home. </li>
<li><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgawRbpHay5dGj95EEN-X4JMKTAsKgp0YbvW7U4g7ankiRpHRSReOqJcJmv9886t99seNe8O97cpUVoS_S37NlBunbUOijSo89OzQeo2Gy_WXDg7Tdihp06sk5dOleDZ_Uhiu2PftCXyg/s1600/salt+lick.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="157" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgawRbpHay5dGj95EEN-X4JMKTAsKgp0YbvW7U4g7ankiRpHRSReOqJcJmv9886t99seNe8O97cpUVoS_S37NlBunbUOijSo89OzQeo2Gy_WXDg7Tdihp06sk5dOleDZ_Uhiu2PftCXyg/s200/salt+lick.jpg" width="200" /></a> We have also eaten at the Salt Lick, another local favorite that everyone has said we must try. I have to admit though, it didn't quite live up to all the hype for me. The meat was pretty good, but not magical and better than all other BBQ on the planet, and the sides were only mediocre. I'm almost afraid to make these confessions so publicly because Texans are pretty passionate about their BBQ. </li>
<li> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0YSCbGzQUg9cOeY-pSSjsiiqeuao1SfL05CyJ00qoAfIWQp2fWYAh1af9W9lDA1eMy0i6hHptpitpcWKuGdFjCskvXEnRbEHUHYEehcKBdAJqK_02iYMeArkjHlgKDkt8xmAULFhqdQ/s1600/SDC12229.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0YSCbGzQUg9cOeY-pSSjsiiqeuao1SfL05CyJ00qoAfIWQp2fWYAh1af9W9lDA1eMy0i6hHptpitpcWKuGdFjCskvXEnRbEHUHYEehcKBdAJqK_02iYMeArkjHlgKDkt8xmAULFhqdQ/s200/SDC12229.JPG" width="200" /></a>I made Chicken Fried Steak and mashed potatoes with cream gravy for dinner the other night. This is one of my favorite meals so it suits me just fine that it's like the state meal of Texas. I've never attempted to make it on my own before. It didn't turn out as good as I had hoped and I am going to have to spend some time perfecting it but it was still fairly delicious. Mmmm... fried, creamy goodness.</li>
<li>We have learned the correct "Texas" pronunciation for local things. Burnet is BURN-it. Del Valle is dell valley. Llano is LAN-o. Manchaca is MAN-shack. Manor is MAY-ner. And Guadalupe is GUADA-loop. For being so close to Mexico, these Texans have no concept of Spanish pronunciation.</li>
<li>We are about to be Texas homeowners (and pay really high Texas property taxes!). We close on our house in two days and move in the beginning of September and I can't even tell you how excited I am. On a side note, there was a brush fire about a mile from our new house yesterday that destroyed 15 homes. Needless to say, I was freaking out a little but the fire is out now, thank goodness!</li>
<li>H-E-B is my new favorite grocery store ever. And even better, they have an H-E-B Plus like 3 minutes from our new house. I've found that grocery shopping is slightly less tedious when you really like the store you shop at. </li>
<li>I've accepted my sweaty fate. Literally. Within 30 seconds of walking outside my face is dripping. It has been 106 here the last week, plus humidity, which makes it feel more like 110. We have come to terms with the fact that summers here are not for hiking and biking and playing. They are for drenching yourself with cold water or staying inside where there is AC. The rest of the year can be spent biking and taking leisurely walks and being outside without risking a total meltdown. </li>
</ol>Does it ever bug anyone else when you make a list and it ends on an odd number. It bugs me. I guess that's my OCD coming out. I'm really stretching right now to think of a number ten but I can't so I guess we will leave it at nine (enter nervous tick here). We don't say "y'all" yet and we haven't tried fried okra so I can't say we are official yet, but we are getting close.<br />
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Of course, it would probably help if I stopped reminiscing of places like these: <br />
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*Sniff sniff* Think Texas, think Texas, think Texas...</div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-22737649752991927682011-08-08T10:35:00.000-06:002011-08-08T10:35:55.885-06:00About a boy...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhSKylqfX3dYD3ZFILNY-payFi4ftCb1jfRIUTox-AS6vHZaQwt5-tQOKQMsG893yygZ36j5v7et6lExWuICNx_J59zozx0VYzWCIrMGNmVdfApj5zO75khHndn3hIbTkzM_4uRjM_wg/s1600/SDC12163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhSKylqfX3dYD3ZFILNY-payFi4ftCb1jfRIUTox-AS6vHZaQwt5-tQOKQMsG893yygZ36j5v7et6lExWuICNx_J59zozx0VYzWCIrMGNmVdfApj5zO75khHndn3hIbTkzM_4uRjM_wg/s320/SDC12163.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I don't know how the heck this happened already but Cohen somehow turned ONE last week. Man, time really does fly, doesn't it? It's such a bittersweet thing. I LOVE the phase he is in right now and how interactive he is and how fun he is to play with, but it's so sad at the same time that he is not my tiny, innocent, helpless little baby anymore. I guess maybe this is why people start to get baby hungry about this time. I'm not quite there yet, in case you are wondering. :) We didn't do anything super exciting for Cohen's birthday. First of all, we don't have any friends here yet and our family is all so far away, it makes for a pretty small party. Preston's sister, Aspen came over from Midland for the weekend to celebrate it with us so at least we had someone here! I really wanted it to be a fun, special day for him but let's face it..the kid has the attention span of a gnat. Nothing amuses him for more than 20 minutes, and even that's only if it's really great. So really all we did was take him to one of the local splash pads and let him run around in the water. It always takes him a couple of minutes but he soon loves it. I made him a little dog cake, which is another story in and of itself. (I totally screwed up the frosting. How do you even screw up frosting for Pete's sake?? I have serious cooking/baking issues.) Then we opened presents, which he totally could have cared less about. And on top of it all, I came down with a dazzling case of food poisoning that left me totally worthless for most of the evening. It wasn't exactly the super special day I had in mind but luckily for me, I don't think he cared one bit. Here are some pictures of his birthday:<br />
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So here are some bits and pieces about our cute boy:<br />
<ul style="text-align: left;"><li>He learned how to walk at 10 months but still chooses to crawl most of the time.</li>
<li>He now gives kisses, which I LOVE.</li>
<li>He doesn't give Preston kisses very often but instead he gives him "head-bonks" which I think is his way of showing affection for his dad. :)</li>
<li>He knows exactly what "no" means and he will stop what he's doing when you say it. BUT then he will look at you with a mischievous grin and stare at you while he continues doing whatever you told him not to do anymore. Little stinker.</li>
<li>He definitely has the feisty stubbornness of a red head.</li>
<li>His hair is actually starting to turn dark in the back so I'm not sure he is going to keep the red that we love so much.</li>
<li>He doesn't stand behind his push toys and push them, he stands next to them and drags them along behind him.</li>
<li>The boy loves to eat. And if you don't get food to him fast enough, watch out.</li>
<li>He loves to stuff as much food as humanly possible in his mouth when he eats. </li>
<li>He loves baths, especially bubble baths. He kisses the bubbles and it's so cute.</li>
<li>He doesn't say any words yet but he responds to yes and no questions with grunts.</li>
<li>He loves Tank. Loves to pull on Tank's ears (good thing Tank is patient), loves to eat Tank's dog food (gross!), loves to push Tank's dog food dish around the kitchen getting food and water everywhere, loves to give Tank his toys that I'm constantly trying to tell Tank he isn't allowed to have, and loves to feed Tank from his high chair.</li>
<li>He is a total daddy's boy. In the evening I can tell him that daddy will be home soon and he immediately looks towards the door and gets all excited.</li>
<li>He finally learned how to drink out of a straw.</li>
<li>He already has eleven teeth! </li>
<li>He randomly just started bear crawling for some reason.</li>
<li> He LOVES being chased around and squeals and laughs the whole time. It's his favorite game.</li>
<li>He could care less about most of his toys but he loves his little cars and always has one in his hand.</li>
<li>He is stubborn but super sweet and overall a really great kid. </li>
<li>We honest to goodness cannot take him anywhere without getting 500 compliments on him and I love it. :)</li>
</ul>We love this little boy sooo much and can't imagine life without him. We are so lucky to be his parents. :)<br />
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I honestly can't even believe it's the same kid, can you?<br />
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</div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-50728002213016112072011-07-29T16:23:00.000-06:002011-07-29T16:23:22.872-06:00Updates And A Touch Of Random<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So I just realized I never came back and did a "part 3" of our move to Austin. I don't even remember what I was going to write about. Oh well. <br />
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Life has been so slow and yet so fast at the same time. On the one hand, Cohen and I are stuck here in our little apartment all day every day without a car and most days it's too hot to be outside except for to go to the pool. It makes for some very long days. I think poor Cohen is getting even more bored than I am. One nice thing though, is that Preston having a normal 8:30-5:00 job and not having school makes life so much less hectic. I'm a very non-spontaneous creature of habit so I love that we have a fairly normal, predictable schedule. It's nice that he can come home at night and play with Cohen and we can all eat dinner together and just relax. I think we all appreciate the amount of time we've been able to spend together since moving here.<br />
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On the other hand though the pace of life has picked up a bit because we found a house we really love and decided to buy it. Our house in Provo should be closing any day now and we close on our house here August 18th. We are so excited to finally be able to truly settle in and not be in limbo anymore. No more realizing something we need is in a box buried somewhere in storage. No more being stuck without a car all day every day (we will be living 3 minutes from Preston's work!). No more 3rd story hikes with groceries. And, living so close to Preston's work gives us another hour together every day! Anyways, I've bought a house before (plus I worked in real estate for a hundred years) so I know the drill, but for some reason this has been such a stressful process for us. There have just been so many things here and there that we have had to deal with and fortunately for us it has all worked out beautifully, but I'm definitely ready to be done and moved in and settled. <br />
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We really love the house we are buying! It has just about everything I could ask for in a house and plenty of room to grow for our little family. It's a 5 bedroom, 3 bath house with a huge kitchen (with an island and granite counters), a breakfast nook with huge windows, a formal dining room, a bonus room, a patio the length of the house, a nice yard, a huge master suite (with a huge walk in closet that has it's own window), and it's located on a cul-de-sac in a neighborhood with a community park and pool. The best part about it is the extremely low price tag. I won't tell you how much it is but I guarantee it's not as much as you're probably thinking! :) I love Texas housing prices. Anyways, I have so many ideas already of what I plan to do to decorate our new house and make it ours. Here are a couple pictures of the house.<br />
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Preston is loving his job. He gets to work with his hands a lot and has already been put in charge of several projects. He likes the people he works with and it makes me so happy that he enjoys going to work every day because I think that is so important. I am so grateful for everything he does for our family!<br />
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Cohen is growing up so fast it is not even funny. He is going to be turning ONE next week. I can't even believe it. It's like he's still a baby but not at the same time. He is becoming this adorable little boy. I will write more about him later and post some pics but let's just say I'm starting to get weepy just thinking about how fast this year has gone and how much I've taken for granted with this beautiful boy of mine.<br />
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Random side note of the day: I've been thinking so much about Europe lately. Preston and I love it there and decided a long time ago that some day we plan to live there for a little while. That will probably be a long ways down the road but until then I sit here pining for it. I am obsessed with all things European. We have a friend currently in Germany, and two more friends moving to Germany and Finland and I'm so envious! The cobblestone streets, the sidewalk cafes, the beautiful gardens, the markets filled with fresh breads and cheeses and herbs and flowers, the charming country villages, the random castles and church steeples dotting the hillsides, the history, the architecture, everything. Anyways, one of the things we loved about Europe was all of the different delicious cheeses they use. Dishes that are exactly the same as what you could get here were a hundred times better just because of the different cheeses they used. We are cheapskates and so we always used to just get the boring processed cheese at the store. But since Europe we have decided it's worth it to splurge for the real stuff and now I'm obsessed with becoming a cheese connoisseur. I'm going to learn all about the different kinds of cheeses and how to cook with them. I know what you're all thinking. "Umm, Amber, don't you have to actually learn how to cook first?". Well, yes, that would probably help...but don't worry, I'm working on it. :) Who knows, maybe someday I will even turn this into a temporary "Cheese Blog" and tell you everything I've discovered about which ones are good and the yummy things you can make with them. I know...I'm a nerd. I've come to terms with it...so can you. :)<br />
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And until next time, here are some pictures from our trip to Europe, just cuz I'm feeling nostalgic...<br />
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This area is in the middle of a horrible draught right now so it's a little dry but not nearly as bad as I was expecting. There is a lot more green and there are a lot more trees than I had imagined. I mean, it's not Colorado or anything, but on a scale of New Mexico to Colorado, it's probably like a 7. So here are a few of my observations since settling in:<br />
<ul><li>It's hot. Like the low at night is around 82. I sweat withing seconds of walking outside. I have never appreciated air conditioning so much.</li>
<li>It's humid. Which makes the hotness feel even hotter. Although, I have to admit, it's not AS hot and humid as I had mentally prepared myself for, so that's good. Also, this humidity has done wonders for my skin, and ironically, even my hair. I don't think I'll ever have to use lotion again. Even my chapstick addiction is slowly decreasing.</li>
<li>People are super friendly. Even the waiters and cashiers and mechanics are super cheerful and happy to strike up a friendly conversation or answer silly questions. </li>
<li>I don't know if it's because Austin is such a mix of people from everywhere but I don't hear that thick southern drawl nearly as much as I expected. Except yesterday a lady said hi and it took me a second to realize it because it came out as Hah. I'd like to say I will never succumb to the "ya'll" thing but it really is a handy little word and I look forward to the day when I've been here long enough to justify using it without sounding like an idiot.</li>
<li>I honestly expected to see giant bugs and reptiles everywhere we go but I have yet to see even one. I really really dread the day that I find a scorpion, snake, tarantula, or 6 inch cockroach in my home. I will probably scream, panic a little, call Preston to have him come home, get told no because we are too far from his work, panic some more, and then leave and not come back til Preston gets home to take care of it. You might think I'm joking but believe me, I'm pretty sure that's how it will go down. I may enjoy power tools and changing my own oil but I don't do bugs and reptiles. Yuck.</li>
<li>There are parks, pools, splashpads, and waterparks everywhere. I've never been a big water person but I have already come to appreciate it a lot with this heat. I just wish Cohen was old enough to enjoy it a little more. </li>
<li>Austin is a super dog-friendly city. I bet 85% of the people in our apartment complex have a dog. And our complex lets dogs come in the lobby where they have a water bowl and free treats, as well as a big fenced dog park where you can be off-leash and run around and play. Tank loves it.</li>
<li>Everywhere we go we pass at least ten restaurants that we decide we want to try someday. We have already been getting lots of recommendations for awesome bbq and tex-mex places. I'm pretty sure Texas is not going to be good for my already round waistline. </li>
<li>On the subject of food, Austin has a few restaurants that we either didn't have in Utah or were too far away to go to often. One is Chipotle, which is one of my favorites, and we have one 4 minutes away. Also, they have Schlotzky's here which Preston and I both love. And there is a Cheesecake Factory down the street, which everyone knows I could eat at weekly.</li>
<li>The main grocery store here is H-E-B and we LOVE it. It has the hugest produce section I've ever seen in a store, with fruits and veggies I've never even heard of before. The store has tons of selection for everything, really good prices, and the generic store brand is delicious.</li>
<li>One of the things we always hated in Colorado was Texas drivers. Turns out Texans don't just drive horribly in Colorado. They drive horribly in Texas too, and always at least ten UNDER the speed limit. It's so annoying. </li>
<li> My UT driver's license expires tomorrow but I didn't want to renew it since I was moving to TX and decided that getting a TX driver's license would have to be a priority upon arriving here so it didn't expire. It took a WEEK because we had to get our truck inspected, get it registered with the county, switch our car insurance to a Texas policy, and fill out a bunch of paperwork just to get a stinking driver's license. It was so ridiculous and I only got it done with one day to spare.</li>
<li>The people of Texas adore our chunky red-headed baby as much as people everywhere else so they must have good taste. :)</li>
</ul>So we are living temporarily in a little 2 bedroom apartment while we wait for our house in UT to sell. It is actually under contract and scheduled to close the end of this month. We are crossing our fingers that nothing falls through. It sold a lot faster than we were expecting and are so excited to not have to make double payments for a long time. We will probably stay here for a few more months just to save up a little more for a down payment on a house here and then we will hopefully buy and be able to settle in for real. I feel kind of in limbo living in this apt. Even if we had the room for it, I wouldn't want to completely unpack and decorate just to have to pack it all up and patch up all the walls a couple of months later. After the move here, I want the next one to be as little work as humanly possible. Everything is currently in storage in the garage. I have never lived in an apartment before in my life so I'm constantly paranoid that our neighbors below us are going to hate us for the screaming baby and the giant dog. It seems pretty soundproof so far though because we would never even know we have neighbors, it's always so quiet. It's actually a really cute apartment and pretty spacious. It has lots of big windows and natural light, a good sized kitchen, and more closet space than our house in Provo. The complex itself is nice too, fairly upscale with good people, a nice pool and lots of other things. The thing I hate the most I think is that we live on the 3rd floor. It's nice not to have people above us but hauling your groceries up 3 flights of stairs with a kid in your arms or having to take Tank out to go to the bathroom several times a day gets old real fast. You would think between the multiple trips up and down 3 flights of stairs and all of the sweating I would have lost ten pounds by now but alas, it is not so. Here are some pics of our apartment: <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So that's our little apartment. I am so anxious to be able to buy a house here and be able to really feel truly at home again! Until then, if anyone wants to come visit, we have a nice little living room floor for you to sleep on. :) Part 3 of this saga coming soon....</div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-59184840436446031412011-07-08T10:20:00.000-06:002011-07-08T10:20:08.691-06:00Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1V2BdIeuIe0qrBtB4uEKKlh8fkCk0JhAHVAH7G0UFlyAcP0rWXGBVQeqYBbw5FhB-Nx7Lp0rDO83MiJIlAxfwhgBNz9AWeMf_s8MyEwBXO57BmlHXrH5DJZHy3xTSqgs-th7iJ8QI5w/s1600/SDC11891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1V2BdIeuIe0qrBtB4uEKKlh8fkCk0JhAHVAH7G0UFlyAcP0rWXGBVQeqYBbw5FhB-Nx7Lp0rDO83MiJIlAxfwhgBNz9AWeMf_s8MyEwBXO57BmlHXrH5DJZHy3xTSqgs-th7iJ8QI5w/s320/SDC11891.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> <b>WARNING: Long Post Ahead</b><br />
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I seriously do not even know where to start. So much has happened in the three months since I last updated this blog. First things first, I'm sure almost everyone knows this by now, but for anyone who doesn't, we now live in Austin, TX. Preston got offered a job with a biofuel company called Joule and they needed him to start less than 3 weeks after the offer. We were so excited he got the job but needless to say it was a bit on the stressful side trying to fix up the house, get it on the market, pack, clean, find a place to live, plan a move, have a garage sale, take stuff to DI and the dump, and say goodbye to friends all in just 3 weeks. I may have been a bit of a crazy woman, I'm not gonna lie. (On that note, for any of you who I didn't get a chance to say goodbye to before we left, I am so sorry and I promise it wasn't anything personal).<br />
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Moving to Austin wasn't a huge surprise. We had never stepped foot in Texas before coming here but we were looking for jobs here on purpose. The more we talked about it and researched it and prayed about it, the more we felt that Austin is the place for our little family right now. We had always expected to move back to our beloved Colorado after graduation so it was a little unexpected, but we both feel that we are in the right place for us right now. We have heard nothing but good positive things about Austin from EVERYONE we have talked to and we are excited to be here. It will have it's pros and cons for us but so far we like it a lot.<br />
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Anyways, so Preston's Mom came down from Idaho before we left and helped pack a ton of stuff for us, as well as keeping Cohen occupied so I could actually get stuff done. It was such a huge help. Then, the night before we left, Preston's Aunt Lisa and Uncle Carl (and kids) and so many of our awesome friends came and helped us clean and do last minute stuff and it was such a blessing. Preston's dad, his wife Marilyn, and his little brothers drove all the way down from Wyoming with a big horse trailer to help us move all the way to Texas. Austin is at least 20 hours from Provo so we stopped in Farmington, NM to stay with Preston's sister Saren and her family, and then again in Midland, TX to stay with his other sister Aspen. It was nice to spend time with his family and be able to do the trip in smaller chunks. Prestn's little brothers rode with us in the truck and were such a HUGE help in entertaining Cohen and giving him snacks and toys, etc during the whole trip and it made things so much easier. Cohen was great the whole time. I'm pretty sure he only cried for a grand total of thirty minutes on a 3 day trip. I was amazed. We couldn't help but realize just how amazingly blessed we are with family and amazing wonderful friends in our life. A special shout out to Becky, Bobbi, Amy, Ashton and Gen, Marie, Aunt Lisa and Uncle Carl, Aunt Marva, Curtis and Marilyn for all of your help! We honestly couldn't have done all of this without you!<br />
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P.S. a couple of years ago I wrote a post describing an ongoing argument between Preston and I on which state is uglier. I always said Wyoming, Preston said New Mexico. After driving from one corner of NM to the other, I have conceded that New Mexico is, in fact, the uglier of the two states. Without question. It's just dirt, dirt, and more dirt. And wind. And dirt. Here are some pics of the move down.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More ugly. What we looked at all day every day on the drive.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finally in Texas-but still a good 8 hours from Austin. And yes, Cohen is obsessed with ripping glasses off peoples faces and chucking them on the ground. It's fun for all.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Green! Entering the hill country getting closer to Austin</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finally in Austin-cool little park down the street from our apt. With trees. I'd missed those the last few days.</td></tr>
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So that was our big move. Don't worry, more posts to follow. :)</div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-32556775466657724352011-04-26T12:44:00.000-06:002011-04-26T12:44:13.832-06:00He Done Gradjumatated<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44pNm2QSjreGUG2-DdBVF-3tcYGLnnmLr9a7ITeNt9-jUfQxUU7QfOrARosdIEpyOPK68tPYOgY2Yu9MjUvsFklNY6LzoFE85u-XyDJcnBTMtFn8cFLwBLMloYL5aQxAWc4hemfiYwQ/s1600/IMG_1447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44pNm2QSjreGUG2-DdBVF-3tcYGLnnmLr9a7ITeNt9-jUfQxUU7QfOrARosdIEpyOPK68tPYOgY2Yu9MjUvsFklNY6LzoFE85u-XyDJcnBTMtFn8cFLwBLMloYL5aQxAWc4hemfiYwQ/s400/IMG_1447.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>It's true what they say...the older you get, the faster time goes by. When we first got married Preston still had three years left of school and it felt like it was going to be forever! Now, here we are, three years and one cute baby later and he's all done. It's almost a little unreal still. No more having him come home for dinner just to go back to school to work on a group project or take a 3 hour exam. No more spending the evenings and weekends trying not distract him while he does hours of homework. No more spending hundreds of dollars on books every semester. I think it's still a little unreal for him too. He's been going to school for so long. He served a two year mission for our church when he was 19 so he went to a semester of college before he left, took a two year break, and then came back and jumped back in. So overall from start to finish, he has been a college student for a really long time. I just want to give a little shout out to Preston for everything he has accomplished over the last few years. I know it's nothing rare or special to get a college degree, but I feel he has accomplished a lot and here is why... <br />
<ul style="text-align: left;"><li>He took (and got A's) in classes with names I can't even pronounce, let alone know what they mean.</li>
<li> He was never satisfied unless he knew he had done his best or tried his hardest.</li>
<li>Every time he thought he bombed a test, it turned out that he still got one of the highest grades in the class on it.</li>
<li>He actually enjoys learning and took his education very seriously. (in contrast, I skipped class all the time in college and spent most of my time playing.)</li>
<li>He was always responsible, self-disciplined, and determined to do well.</li>
<li>He managed to do all of this while being married for most of his college career. (And let's face it, I'm clingy and distracting.)</li>
<li>Not only was he married, but unlike most college students he was a homeowner and shared all the responsibilities that go along with that such as paying a mortgage, mowing the lawn, fixing things, taking out the trash, etc. and he never once complained about it or failed to help out, no matter how much homework he had.</li>
<li>Not only did he have a needy wife and an old house to take care of, but for the last year of school he had a baby to help take care of and spend time with. Even when he was getting only a few hours of sleep every night he would still help with getting up with Cohen. He has changed his fair share of diapers, given his fair share of baths, and packed his share of diaper bags. His only chance to sleep in was on weekends but he got up with Cohen so I could sleep in and have a break. He was amazing.</li>
<li>Not only did he have a needy wife, an old house, and a cranky baby to take care of but he now had a wife who went from being the sugar mama to a stay at home mama and our income was cut by 2/3. He somehow managed to work two jobs and go to school full time so that I could stay home with Cohen. He was gone from 6am til 10pm or midnight almost every day. He got very little sleep at night, had no social life or time to do things he enjoyed, and he barely ever got to see his new son. He sacrificed so much!</li>
<li>Now not only was he taking care of a needy, non-income producing wife, an old house, and a cranky baby but he literally never had a second to himself to catch his breath or relax and somehow he managed to graduate in a difficult major (mechanical engineering), in the top 10% of his class, with a 3.88 GPA</li>
</ul>I know for a fact that Preston (who is way too hard on himself most of the time) feels that he has not accomplished any of the things he had hoped to by this stage of his life but I am truly amazed at what he has done. I never would have had the ambition to choose such a difficult major to begin with, let alone had the self-discipline and motivation to actually succeed---no, excel at it. Especially with so many other things going on in life. He would have been completely justified in taking some time off of school or taking out lots of loans so he wouldn't have to work, or slacking off a little in classes to lighten his burden. But he didn't. If I know Preston, I'm sure the thought never even crossed his mind. He's just not like that, and that's one of the things I admire most about him. I love him so much, and regardless of how little he feels he has done, I am SO proud of him and so grateful for all of his selfless sacrifices for our little family. If only I could be even half the person he is! <br />
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</div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-73676880922696644682011-04-21T13:47:00.000-06:002011-04-21T13:47:45.096-06:00Pink<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Most of you who know me know that I don't own very many pink or purple things. Especially clothes. Especially clothes that I actually wear. Preston sometimes mocks me because the majority of clothes that I wear are black or brown (which is true) and that I need to add some color to my wardrobe. I had to dress professionally for 8 years so of course most of my clothes are dark. And now that I'm not working, I don't want to spend money buying a bunch of new, non-professional, bright colored clothes. So now that I'm learning how to sew, I thought I would experiment a little. I have a whole bunch of shirts, skirts and dresses that are either too big or too small and never get worn so I decided maybe it's time for me to learn how to alter or "re-purpose" some of them. I have a very pink dress that was given to me by my lovely friend Rebekah that needed to be taken in a little so in the spirit of trying to "brighten" my wardrobe, I decided to give it a shot. <br />
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This is what it looked like before: (PS. there's no way you will catch me modeling these in pictures so you will just have to imagine what they look like on real people).<br />
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I needed to add some length to it too so I found this pink polka dot shirt in my closet (which I also never wore) and cut it up to add it to the dress. The pinks matched perfectly. I also added some black trim to the bottom and a black flower up top and this is what I ended up with: <br />
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Sorry for the ultra bright picture. Oh and ps I'm not even close to being that skinny. I just tied the ribbon tighter around the middle so I could pretend for a minute that I don't still have a hundred million pounds to lose. :) Anyways, if you could see it up close you would totally laugh because there are so many parts where I screwed up and it is visibly obvious but I was too lazy to fix it. Come to think of it, I'm too lazy to fix a lot of things. I should work on that. Anyways, all in all, I'm pretty proud of myself for how it turned out considering it was my first time EVER attempting to do anything involving a needle and thread and clothing. Now the hard part will be convincing myself to wear something bright pink with pink polka dots and a flower. :)</div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-30439754515431544762011-04-14T21:36:00.009-06:002011-04-14T22:32:39.237-06:00A Touch of Color<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv1PYolv63s1Pyg_jphlbB5pjMUB-C2CDPBqa3TR3rtZVNpuK9MHoRcik9kYyL09Bxy5DYusiFBwg86NPMLbgxpwKFlLMRYxcaNx5uNTImDDu2sZePgpsPclVmGRnthrijHenDewF3_A/s1600/url.htm"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 275px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv1PYolv63s1Pyg_jphlbB5pjMUB-C2CDPBqa3TR3rtZVNpuK9MHoRcik9kYyL09Bxy5DYusiFBwg86NPMLbgxpwKFlLMRYxcaNx5uNTImDDu2sZePgpsPclVmGRnthrijHenDewF3_A/s400/url.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595662306350157106" border="0" /></a>I'm almost finished with the living room, finally. For the last 8 years that I've lived here this living room has been pretty much the same. It wasn't bad, but it was really, ummm...neutral. Everything in it is cream, brown, sage green, and a touch of black. I decided it was time to add some color. Not in the repainting the whole room sense, just in adding some accessories. I love color. I swoon over bright colors in magazines and pictures. I'm just always so conservative when it comes to actually using it my own house. I really need to get over that. In my last post I showed you the new curtains I made which have some turquoise, blue, green, and brown in them. I decided I really liked the turquoise so I took an old, rickety, drawn on and carved on little desk from our garage and turned it into this:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6cwgPgJxsVQkieQKpclaPwozbv85JV0cUa2Vn4W3GLk1q9vwUDnVDZgJOYl_sy3QNwUCtekr5vSdycJRuv-cNmOWT9mhaEKin5jef3fd8REH4h4aCtXuhMJ4sIs6veIpbFMPOp2BhAg/s1600/SDC11583.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6cwgPgJxsVQkieQKpclaPwozbv85JV0cUa2Vn4W3GLk1q9vwUDnVDZgJOYl_sy3QNwUCtekr5vSdycJRuv-cNmOWT9mhaEKin5jef3fd8REH4h4aCtXuhMJ4sIs6veIpbFMPOp2BhAg/s400/SDC11583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595656561820709058" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjobzqynLIUca2XgFVt9EkmiVx1sgg_5c8viil9BMIDAK7bRgV4Rm9YZbSVwWlTptrCXxinNBQPrI3GK24h0c4HcxtoRqTm92pnSWbb7KCLbdFutdVK8a9vwzIj9GP8Awy8-KGEZpTUUA/s1600/SDC11584.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjobzqynLIUca2XgFVt9EkmiVx1sgg_5c8viil9BMIDAK7bRgV4Rm9YZbSVwWlTptrCXxinNBQPrI3GK24h0c4HcxtoRqTm92pnSWbb7KCLbdFutdVK8a9vwzIj9GP8Awy8-KGEZpTUUA/s400/SDC11584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595657209150848386" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiviRLDv_WGG9PkDOfKTXQ85FoPSo2_RxUOsHD58gPE0Z1ZK9eMusQNgf-VUUa9Ia99dK0LhzLMWAuALT6MBBP14Jsdt1irORy2NlCkiPYVaM0-3dzZQnXB7KSlnLMs5tX5M20kPpZiLw/s1600/SDC11585.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiviRLDv_WGG9PkDOfKTXQ85FoPSo2_RxUOsHD58gPE0Z1ZK9eMusQNgf-VUUa9Ia99dK0LhzLMWAuALT6MBBP14Jsdt1irORy2NlCkiPYVaM0-3dzZQnXB7KSlnLMs5tX5M20kPpZiLw/s400/SDC11585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595657212059683810" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCpsqBW2vucEqSc_CV-2_Yx3p3U1g8YWKWSB5dDl5VGn4fJnDWVyrvunpkdlQn_rRIXh492oZCzUA0Cv1LM3rpuUIZ-bPtI_kouL6HrOvl6b0U5QW2av2Gvpk8bRx0cOFblu4HlJZB3Q/s1600/SDC11586.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCpsqBW2vucEqSc_CV-2_Yx3p3U1g8YWKWSB5dDl5VGn4fJnDWVyrvunpkdlQn_rRIXh492oZCzUA0Cv1LM3rpuUIZ-bPtI_kouL6HrOvl6b0U5QW2av2Gvpk8bRx0cOFblu4HlJZB3Q/s400/SDC11586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595657217643840290" border="0" /></a>I love the color! I think I am going to find some cute baskets to put on the shelves.<br /><br />Then I decided to recover our couch pillows and now they look like this:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFk0QjNkD9BXJeeNSuFWGYUmzEYDzuFD3k2k_b7UE16qcLOkWigOrLevepv52czIBHH7gOtCFVmllI2b6OV5h-iaTwHRElSL2KHu_dRxQpeE9Y0ccPSp3tPPehdtvW_NLcvimeZQVtTA/s1600/SDC11582.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFk0QjNkD9BXJeeNSuFWGYUmzEYDzuFD3k2k_b7UE16qcLOkWigOrLevepv52czIBHH7gOtCFVmllI2b6OV5h-iaTwHRElSL2KHu_dRxQpeE9Y0ccPSp3tPPehdtvW_NLcvimeZQVtTA/s400/SDC11582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595656555016573474" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjssB_IhGDslQyzO2Uc_2wGo7AUg16oIfoB3QpJm-354APr6cbTQiGkz6MxbVVOZzxayqhcQ4B3gAs8Vg9OUHs_GSTfkTVvd73HYu8q_6hxRlq9oucqK9xLh9dZT0rwJuap5h8ghqzjVQ/s1600/SDC11581.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjssB_IhGDslQyzO2Uc_2wGo7AUg16oIfoB3QpJm-354APr6cbTQiGkz6MxbVVOZzxayqhcQ4B3gAs8Vg9OUHs_GSTfkTVvd73HYu8q_6hxRlq9oucqK9xLh9dZT0rwJuap5h8ghqzjVQ/s400/SDC11581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595656552982688994" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsuKE1J4H96UMfkbD7BojeLeCXUX8hK9vNN_3hkoHgNDLaOmebpakaY6oQaet1ERlZKzJuUWy94woBJt715JYqrJdajhfcHiiFeKxr7AOHJZN5-jUcvVD2Yo92GsJaahTnnTo2RT04xw/s1600/SDC11580.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsuKE1J4H96UMfkbD7BojeLeCXUX8hK9vNN_3hkoHgNDLaOmebpakaY6oQaet1ERlZKzJuUWy94woBJt715JYqrJdajhfcHiiFeKxr7AOHJZN5-jUcvVD2Yo92GsJaahTnnTo2RT04xw/s400/SDC11580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595656547723266050" border="0" /></a>P.S. I made all of these from old sheets we don't use anymore so they were totally free. Preston lovingly told me that the pleated pillows (which by the way, aren't perfect but I'm pretty proud of them considering sewing is still so new to me) look like something he would find in his grandma's house. I'm sure he meant it as a compliment. :) Don't worry, he followed it up with "well, it's cool that YOU made them..." Hahaha. Boys. I only share this because I thought it was funny. He has actually been very complimentary about everything I have done around the house lately.<br /><br />Anyhoo, I decided I needed some new wall decor for above the loveseat. I googled diy wall decor and found this:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-rLHLOF1JHOxzA2dM7Vb6_ZwmpIt8MlNH_sQpiUMU5Zo0hPBrKMgkT1nvkq6mo2zbybctg3vNX08PV_uIyjcO7NiAFWwPaR_KBPlFJJtSfuMZOqjz3vRLwDU5HdAhQfowTpcYpVhUsQ/s1600/sunburst+mirror.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-rLHLOF1JHOxzA2dM7Vb6_ZwmpIt8MlNH_sQpiUMU5Zo0hPBrKMgkT1nvkq6mo2zbybctg3vNX08PV_uIyjcO7NiAFWwPaR_KBPlFJJtSfuMZOqjz3vRLwDU5HdAhQfowTpcYpVhUsQ/s400/sunburst+mirror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595655730309325570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><a href="http://www.thenester.com/2011/01/how-to-make-a-sunburst-mirror.html">http://www.thenester.com/2011/01/how-to-make-a-sunburst-mirror.html</a></span><br /></div><br />Would you believe this was made out of posterboard? Yeah, posterboard. You can get that for 2/$1 at the dollar store. So, needless to say, I decided I needed to make one. I had an old mirror sitting around in the basement that I thought would be perfect so I got some posterboard and went for it. It doesn't look as good as the one she did (I like the shape of hers better) but I still like the way it turned out. And so far I have gotten a lot of compliments so the $2 that I spent on it was worth it. Here she is:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpRmBZ1NV3IJvMCiwmtChj6CZs8GaEaAGFabnspUg_pV5bHR_oLARCVDPlTTZZmWugDIJPo8UPt4__funDoUZYkUClTjNUJFr6fKgrPPCnZdosU8Rx6plK7daL62hsiREyNxrdd-79XQ/s1600/SDC11562.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpRmBZ1NV3IJvMCiwmtChj6CZs8GaEaAGFabnspUg_pV5bHR_oLARCVDPlTTZZmWugDIJPo8UPt4__funDoUZYkUClTjNUJFr6fKgrPPCnZdosU8Rx6plK7daL62hsiREyNxrdd-79XQ/s400/SDC11562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595655737828545010" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdcwdlgc6Hl1HNGiBSl4nkYA1NqAnaaLKF0VWx_AUdsfuNSGtMOSU7nyYV2nVtTu3Vk4isG4A2Ne_Ju8fZ_fNxUuuvNrzAeLBMtfvqdfB02H48-M5Y4p4vt8Bqn0De_SvhVeJYaqUpLQ/s1600/SDC11563.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdcwdlgc6Hl1HNGiBSl4nkYA1NqAnaaLKF0VWx_AUdsfuNSGtMOSU7nyYV2nVtTu3Vk4isG4A2Ne_Ju8fZ_fNxUuuvNrzAeLBMtfvqdfB02H48-M5Y4p4vt8Bqn0De_SvhVeJYaqUpLQ/s400/SDC11563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595655749962454578" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbZEpW2kWy-A5d6K5MepK3kUUX-Gg_eMejKZlPxqYRg28m2op9KMZ-kW2-mqdBDbIq4-My5SxrVyrZ2ptEpB5-7qkSBlr2n80ixYGEl27P9O_dHYU79eAEL34npomaDMsEF66Jl8TQpw/s1600/SDC11565.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbZEpW2kWy-A5d6K5MepK3kUUX-Gg_eMejKZlPxqYRg28m2op9KMZ-kW2-mqdBDbIq4-My5SxrVyrZ2ptEpB5-7qkSBlr2n80ixYGEl27P9O_dHYU79eAEL34npomaDMsEF66Jl8TQpw/s400/SDC11565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595655750870132162" border="0" /></a><br />So basically, that wall of my living room went from looking like this:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMFNm6STvT7z7_xLVvdDHr6Hlz2tIhbycdjnTK1SEqHP26RLm1h2qRcCtoTfc2vif2d6u0EU7ZS6rRmwEbi9vm6R-YSbrSktlvBxde_c5F6i5hWUZKg5G_qZYEhSJbAeQAz0Zjsmvig/s1600/SDC11482.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMFNm6STvT7z7_xLVvdDHr6Hlz2tIhbycdjnTK1SEqHP26RLm1h2qRcCtoTfc2vif2d6u0EU7ZS6rRmwEbi9vm6R-YSbrSktlvBxde_c5F6i5hWUZKg5G_qZYEhSJbAeQAz0Zjsmvig/s400/SDC11482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595655733116072642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />To this:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz96T3bOazrqcwVJ1EceQY3KbJOSKz_vB0Cb8wQKNq08HITGq-MziuYhqdcy62TwSezeTkPoeEJSqGniE4rfQvcarh_zDCEVdaZ-FkrJJKtrTJXjnAPhGP5BgOR1D9RMvxzx613P1qgw/s1600/SDC11579.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz96T3bOazrqcwVJ1EceQY3KbJOSKz_vB0Cb8wQKNq08HITGq-MziuYhqdcy62TwSezeTkPoeEJSqGniE4rfQvcarh_zDCEVdaZ-FkrJJKtrTJXjnAPhGP5BgOR1D9RMvxzx613P1qgw/s400/SDC11579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595656537774510242" border="0" /></a>Maybe it doesn't even look that great to other people but when you've had a room look exactly the same for so many years, any change seems to make it look better to me. Now I need to do some more pillows for the big couch (probably not more pleated ones because apparently that will make it a "grandma" living room), and next I get to tackle the basement kitchen/laundry room.<br /><br />P.S. I know this stuff is probably really boring to most of you, (if any of you actually even still read my blog) so thanks for putting up with my craft reports and room makeovers. :)Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-90818620535453580122011-04-07T09:44:00.007-06:002011-04-07T11:43:38.867-06:00Bits and PiecesLife has been a bit on the busy side lately between making major life decisions, getting Preston ready to graduate, working on the house, and Cohen starting to get more mobile. It's a good kind of busy but I will be glad when Preston is officially done with school and we can have more time for fun.<br /><br />A lot of people have been wondering what our plans are after graduation so here is the scoop. Preston really wants to go to grad school at the University of Texas in Austin. It has the exact program he wants, a great reputation, lower tuition than most grad schools, and it is in a good area with a low cost of living. We have been praying about it for months now and we feel really good about moving to that area, at least temporarily. Unfortunately, because of the bad economy, the engineering program had an unusually high 1,100 applicants for less than 200 open slots and they had to turn away tons of qualified people that would have otherwise been selected. We were one of them. We were really disappointed and not sure what to do but after more consideration and discussion and prayer, we decided that for whatever reason, we still feel good about moving to Austin. We love Colorado and we have always talked about going back but for some reason it just doesn't feel quite right to do it right now. Hopefully someday. So the plan is to look for jobs in the Austin area and when/if Preston gets hired we will move down there. We will establish Texas residency and try again for grad school at UT next year. His second choice school is Texas A&M so if he doesn't get into UT and gets accepted there, it would be an easy move and we would still have in-state tuition. I guess we will see what happens. I have always mocked all things Texan, (including people, I admit) so it is odd that I am so excited about this. <br /><br />So basically, we still don't have any definite plans. <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;">If</span> he finds a job there it could be next month or six months or next year. He still has a job here as a backup, thank goodness, so there is really no huge rush to get down there. In the meantime, we have decided that we are going to sell the house when we move. We thought about renting it out but we would really rather not deal with that if we don't have to. We are slowly trying to fix things up around the house here and there before we put it on the market. A lot of it is just cosmetic, but hopefully it will compete well with other houses like ours when people walk through it. With Preston working and finishing up school, I have been doing most of the work so far...which is fine by me. Anyone who knows me knows I love to do stuff like that. Plus, a lot of the stuff I have been doing has involved being crafty and finding frugal ways to make our house look nicer and more updated.<br /><br />PS. just a little disclosure (as in, don't have a heart attack when you read this)....I, Amber Hennrich, actually SEWED. Yes, you read that right. I sewed. As in, sat down with a sewing machine (I had to learn how to use it first) and sewed. I, along with most people, never thought that would actually happen, but it has and I have to admit I actually kinda like it. Well, I get really frustrated with it too sometimes, but for the most part, it has been fun learning something new.<br /><br />I don't have any of the rooms completely done but when I do I will show you before and after shots because I LOVE the changes. But for now, here are some snippets of what I've been up to.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTeMdszzRvvNH48bvKOrsUiaGNGlQjrT9il-K6gOkI0XFpzA9VmwHtxjZGC3UihZ521JSPZqnmguiMYi5f81AS8F3Ye8n4X4srlk7dZGSPOotHF8vmZ3bN4VHOmJHaKZpdhRQ9dj2VQ/s1600/SDC11471.JPG"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Kitchen Wall and Window Before<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxdf-o00AiUnPgudqK0KP1HhJ9o2a4MXWfvnppEZYl9EdXhejKxKXRD5qaWwRJRhMXXs7GCUtW0aOffrL15JocQrbBG9KzVjx_LFDzojbXXELOajBxe567yKFKbbD6rb56xgpcmteFQ/s1600/SDC11409.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxdf-o00AiUnPgudqK0KP1HhJ9o2a4MXWfvnppEZYl9EdXhejKxKXRD5qaWwRJRhMXXs7GCUtW0aOffrL15JocQrbBG9KzVjx_LFDzojbXXELOajBxe567yKFKbbD6rb56xgpcmteFQ/s400/SDC11409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592883311503192898" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Kitchen Window After<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTeMdszzRvvNH48bvKOrsUiaGNGlQjrT9il-K6gOkI0XFpzA9VmwHtxjZGC3UihZ521JSPZqnmguiMYi5f81AS8F3Ye8n4X4srlk7dZGSPOotHF8vmZ3bN4VHOmJHaKZpdhRQ9dj2VQ/s1600/SDC11471.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivTeMdszzRvvNH48bvKOrsUiaGNGlQjrT9il-K6gOkI0XFpzA9VmwHtxjZGC3UihZ521JSPZqnmguiMYi5f81AS8F3Ye8n4X4srlk7dZGSPOotHF8vmZ3bN4VHOmJHaKZpdhRQ9dj2VQ/s400/SDC11471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592883317254656226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Kitchen Wall After (made this from stuff laying around the house)<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GRPF8nAaq7FjwKIQvXoRQXpRz8J7JI4AF8ofnTuKLGacCzkCjD6YQMaHOwmDI-gn3z8jzrQuNWcxf6GpwUYKEE2EbtVCc1tJVq-DUy2gWi9-nO49tG5r4Otwg2JPX0POJSrqUmCXCA/s1600/SDC11450.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GRPF8nAaq7FjwKIQvXoRQXpRz8J7JI4AF8ofnTuKLGacCzkCjD6YQMaHOwmDI-gn3z8jzrQuNWcxf6GpwUYKEE2EbtVCc1tJVq-DUy2gWi9-nO49tG5r4Otwg2JPX0POJSrqUmCXCA/s400/SDC11450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592883325237087874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLXIPm16Jq4ZBmOTBDr2wvZ82Xrlih50yp0aqoRZoDrxMsC_Q6MzpP4AES04ZLBmGWso8NyAwItIovGY7BsICQDsJv4KVMUlnnbUaQNuLC-u1K93X0_g9rA-cEBoAo0KRO_ktqJ40aAA/s1600/SDC11472.JPG"></a><div style="text-align: center;">Other Kitchen Window Before<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBUzIRv5RiC8_wgjFEaTVOd1kHAbR9WhoKRmo3D43gyzRambZ-nTEVlkGKiVNkF0uYu-mIQpWZa69B8T_tON1PAXmi6umTzGdXeoc6Bevn5EpjfchKeAH6o_wqoG2ha_nidRybWcY7A/s1600/SDC11407.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHBUzIRv5RiC8_wgjFEaTVOd1kHAbR9WhoKRmo3D43gyzRambZ-nTEVlkGKiVNkF0uYu-mIQpWZa69B8T_tON1PAXmi6umTzGdXeoc6Bevn5EpjfchKeAH6o_wqoG2ha_nidRybWcY7A/s400/SDC11407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592883300319568274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Other Kitchen Window After<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLXIPm16Jq4ZBmOTBDr2wvZ82Xrlih50yp0aqoRZoDrxMsC_Q6MzpP4AES04ZLBmGWso8NyAwItIovGY7BsICQDsJv4KVMUlnnbUaQNuLC-u1K93X0_g9rA-cEBoAo0KRO_ktqJ40aAA/s1600/SDC11472.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLXIPm16Jq4ZBmOTBDr2wvZ82Xrlih50yp0aqoRZoDrxMsC_Q6MzpP4AES04ZLBmGWso8NyAwItIovGY7BsICQDsJv4KVMUlnnbUaQNuLC-u1K93X0_g9rA-cEBoAo0KRO_ktqJ40aAA/s400/SDC11472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592883305719580210" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I even made the tie-backs. I love them!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHRQN2lFC9szwIrdhFiDg5nyCtHkQ7NzHbQ_7DeO35f81EzyrjRwO_CsR1OtpenVOqkdr7I6zkn6-Te0eyQnbTTO3fG8EkZOpKnoDTU-CHYxg1myyTKg7bSYWh052fwevctBy6_DABA/s1600/SDC11473.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHRQN2lFC9szwIrdhFiDg5nyCtHkQ7NzHbQ_7DeO35f81EzyrjRwO_CsR1OtpenVOqkdr7I6zkn6-Te0eyQnbTTO3fG8EkZOpKnoDTU-CHYxg1myyTKg7bSYWh052fwevctBy6_DABA/s400/SDC11473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884147516664930" border="0" /></a>New Curtains I Made for the Living Room-anything beats the black ones I had there before. What was I thinking??? Oh, and I made these out of canvas drop cloths from Lowe's for $9 ($4,50 per window actually)<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqW9447wQ8yJuDOEcTtQz_801kMLZhVctvW5LNDSk05j0ImBnux0Ovy3VEz65H8f0S3n44Z0iOhXyAEFgpLJoBvG9rZDE1v35RWIMjZyAm7Urym3yueRq8wzpq8zNbjYSpLBOyrug5Q/s1600/SDC11538.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqW9447wQ8yJuDOEcTtQz_801kMLZhVctvW5LNDSk05j0ImBnux0Ovy3VEz65H8f0S3n44Z0iOhXyAEFgpLJoBvG9rZDE1v35RWIMjZyAm7Urym3yueRq8wzpq8zNbjYSpLBOyrug5Q/s400/SDC11538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884171101546946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Fireplace Screen Before-(Please ignore the trash waiting to burned, how embarrassing!</span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0x2m3lGgaqjTcoX6pb-vlBrq-X4kPmhx5Aj6GQuGwiCrD6B52roe-ddJbbqTpkPHjFjeMmq3mbVuI6AKdvaPjAApZ2n4UdvML5HsChRDn06s9xyndO3Pj2Wgvkzg5YvhfI3D95GEEw/s1600/SDC11480+-+Copy.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0x2m3lGgaqjTcoX6pb-vlBrq-X4kPmhx5Aj6GQuGwiCrD6B52roe-ddJbbqTpkPHjFjeMmq3mbVuI6AKdvaPjAApZ2n4UdvML5HsChRDn06s9xyndO3Pj2Wgvkzg5YvhfI3D95GEEw/s400/SDC11480+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884139312956466" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Fireplace Screen After<br /></div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcgLNOdrHPVd-tEI_yjg51tHIJdWGDviR_W4QfTmVrixlx2LA0uJYgKx2tzlENFolXzBQAm3khDh1vQ0KH7ou-nwk_cWQxGLZkT2_vls0Uh6O0ZRtpNLNLPFX81fHC5ds_PChg5R2Yw/s1600/SDC11522.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcgLNOdrHPVd-tEI_yjg51tHIJdWGDviR_W4QfTmVrixlx2LA0uJYgKx2tzlENFolXzBQAm3khDh1vQ0KH7ou-nwk_cWQxGLZkT2_vls0Uh6O0ZRtpNLNLPFX81fHC5ds_PChg5R2Yw/s400/SDC11522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884153794052002" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Amazing what you can do with a little black spray paint and some wire hangers!<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFHmYfXlMDZrwaAhRQBPozaKweXzHZRC4Le9Z5nBk6Isx6u1hrtf6nI44v-0rCx5kmArdkx8es7leZYupdNfN8aiuSqvxBPgh9IQ4vml9H51gvUj_kCc77S7hm_fbb5TQqhpAU9NTZiQ/s1600/SDC11524.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFHmYfXlMDZrwaAhRQBPozaKweXzHZRC4Le9Z5nBk6Isx6u1hrtf6nI44v-0rCx5kmArdkx8es7leZYupdNfN8aiuSqvxBPgh9IQ4vml9H51gvUj_kCc77S7hm_fbb5TQqhpAU9NTZiQ/s400/SDC11524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884164531649154" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Area Rug Before (The black spots are from tank walking on it with black paint on his paws...long story). And yes, that's March Madness basketball on the TV. :)<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipsjD3oRUZGlgbIKPLsMcl0HbIxQAzVOOlC2agvD-fEBQ4_qPvuR2xDFogHFR-nOm7HgCgh_V0JJiiNyVqDXnDKjsnzblh9NdWfHHje7hjujAl2IUxK7V4gOwYbzaJZRCtp95BivEV8A/s1600/SDC11481+-+Copy.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipsjD3oRUZGlgbIKPLsMcl0HbIxQAzVOOlC2agvD-fEBQ4_qPvuR2xDFogHFR-nOm7HgCgh_V0JJiiNyVqDXnDKjsnzblh9NdWfHHje7hjujAl2IUxK7V4gOwYbzaJZRCtp95BivEV8A/s400/SDC11481+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884898600025522" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Area Rug After-Yep, I painted it<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTfNaSdUAaTo3Y4ihYHdtRedVY26twCiRi0SNqHfUZ4i-Ao1RC6kr4c7B4FGdFU19cUSI68ddNKEMaLb1Dj9LK3nxqlCPRfr_lehdcIPvd16M4Tabj9lY9674rPZkuhKxeEy3x158yBA/s1600/SDC11525+-+Copy.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTfNaSdUAaTo3Y4ihYHdtRedVY26twCiRi0SNqHfUZ4i-Ao1RC6kr4c7B4FGdFU19cUSI68ddNKEMaLb1Dj9LK3nxqlCPRfr_lehdcIPvd16M4Tabj9lY9674rPZkuhKxeEy3x158yBA/s400/SDC11525+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884901695385714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGoPEImDZRBDGyKEWHzbmDUHj2ZowdSE2h80LHA4-f3tfJ3b8XOHzlNdfduD9MIM4n0scLv0m5xX2Oh-wF7lX_9EtZa3SuyHmlkN7huLFh1ddgO8AtLOQniAHEPl_n2YTbw7-eK6Mckw/s1600/SDC11521.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGoPEImDZRBDGyKEWHzbmDUHj2ZowdSE2h80LHA4-f3tfJ3b8XOHzlNdfduD9MIM4n0scLv0m5xX2Oh-wF7lX_9EtZa3SuyHmlkN7huLFh1ddgO8AtLOQniAHEPl_n2YTbw7-eK6Mckw/s400/SDC11521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884908290248226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mantle Before<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB94R8rtkpuruVTCl-H8RHQ2pafp8pumJZ3-cYCZRuNkuOlAl6ooJz0nVJPMu3Eox8D8ApoxlX4t_aZS8diM6GvqE011FixP1NK8eNe4gMFXbFvEgFU8pjfzeHZeCwxtDMNMiF-EKwog/s1600/SDC11495.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB94R8rtkpuruVTCl-H8RHQ2pafp8pumJZ3-cYCZRuNkuOlAl6ooJz0nVJPMu3Eox8D8ApoxlX4t_aZS8diM6GvqE011FixP1NK8eNe4gMFXbFvEgFU8pjfzeHZeCwxtDMNMiF-EKwog/s400/SDC11495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592884914093346690" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mantle After-Still a work in progress but at least it has more color<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpnqcLiu56rf8RvGg4vTjCHuLjL-q60Q4x8lJr4cTgDtveXCiyg5wybQ0NiRYjjGao9R4YwCrYE2AcPQD9klcW8q7ecKAd4DgJxV3MElodBuIiN9mEE4GcUdNYmJWiSd6h0hhhwV7Qrg/s1600/SDC11527.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpnqcLiu56rf8RvGg4vTjCHuLjL-q60Q4x8lJr4cTgDtveXCiyg5wybQ0NiRYjjGao9R4YwCrYE2AcPQD9klcW8q7ecKAd4DgJxV3MElodBuIiN9mEE4GcUdNYmJWiSd6h0hhhwV7Qrg/s400/SDC11527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592892647923270082" border="0" /></a><br />None of these things is really a huge deal but sometimes it's nice to have a change. Once you see the whole room before and after shots of the upstairs kitchen, downstairs kitchen, and living room, it will all come together more. Today I am refinishing a desk (which I am sooo excited about-I'm going bold!) and attempting to slipcover our couch (yeah, I know, good luck right?)<br /><br />Oh, and just in case this post isn't long enough already, here are a couple pics of Cohen, just cuz he's cute. :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Isn't he getting so big!?! He's 8 months already!<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGODt-ZpnfPxchrUaRxlFwfSma3YeBWMtjqJ5lOipIF05FrNzaAcdC0PFzzHICjBlwz8yT6cxIgFmSylhUr66ki-AfFaisZYi91_Ik3pspdE1c-BSffxEZgFGPoYqJrQSyxuuyv3n_-g/s1600/SDC11519.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGODt-ZpnfPxchrUaRxlFwfSma3YeBWMtjqJ5lOipIF05FrNzaAcdC0PFzzHICjBlwz8yT6cxIgFmSylhUr66ki-AfFaisZYi91_Ik3pspdE1c-BSffxEZgFGPoYqJrQSyxuuyv3n_-g/s400/SDC11519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592894709229923890" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">PS. I dropped our camera in the tub after this shot. Talented, I know.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_sA0HN_hnYuIv6yTFWact4rUecvkFvnpOOYlQMwqnf7tAYHCQUnIpHILnKa2oRSTwN8SZFvscDFHxzCDON5PDzUSQ5ZmcHZX5fPfo-iodj_tAR94S3E6vjFUP4gEIuwRDYHXfJ-ueMQ/s1600/SDC11502.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_sA0HN_hnYuIv6yTFWact4rUecvkFvnpOOYlQMwqnf7tAYHCQUnIpHILnKa2oRSTwN8SZFvscDFHxzCDON5PDzUSQ5ZmcHZX5fPfo-iodj_tAR94S3E6vjFUP4gEIuwRDYHXfJ-ueMQ/s400/SDC11502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592894702599111778" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">He can scoot around in circles and go backwards but hasn't figured out forward crawling yet.<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUGUfDzsvC6tbOqEo1lT0jUx81a5bIwXU8NSrwdsvhybMDUCDJkPomUWOX28JXSM9AjUQ6-h2TMgdq6oCFmiBVuh_L9HcVhXd-OsovTglGF66RrdXPf14g59Zjkj3qn3mb9D6Lgy3DPA/s1600/SDC11498.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUGUfDzsvC6tbOqEo1lT0jUx81a5bIwXU8NSrwdsvhybMDUCDJkPomUWOX28JXSM9AjUQ6-h2TMgdq6oCFmiBVuh_L9HcVhXd-OsovTglGF66RrdXPf14g59Zjkj3qn3mb9D6Lgy3DPA/s400/SDC11498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592894697952480050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">He can't crawl but he can pull himself into standing position with no problem and he loves it!<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkw5nPyN6TQuYUyTi6svLjuvYUmSqYVtgZAdTtSRoRsN4yBY_u0EFskYemFy1s9MsEyay7EfzmarEOzuXYzAJTzzCxHD8bf9su1eot2uIBYqKk5yo7P6p2pVcWO-9BI80HYLnlp6FVw/s1600/SDC11499.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkw5nPyN6TQuYUyTi6svLjuvYUmSqYVtgZAdTtSRoRsN4yBY_u0EFskYemFy1s9MsEyay7EfzmarEOzuXYzAJTzzCxHD8bf9su1eot2uIBYqKk5yo7P6p2pVcWO-9BI80HYLnlp6FVw/s400/SDC11499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592894695980188610" border="0" /></a><br />Okay, well that's our life for now. More to come soon!Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-65765717947825838822011-03-02T09:31:00.007-07:002011-03-02T10:33:04.348-07:00All About the Babe<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrVo63PpqlaKOlMqXgVt2jkKZZzwsMDZsdFlN7HSoYKBw_cRxR9tJn14s6Y0Bhsb7l7vSjeDRi2ZIZREuAYgZzzS1tzyhuu1SGC0ydCoY-nFlI4KlRekZgGsGf5q1YptacAwXpw8xNSQ/s1600/SDC11388.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrVo63PpqlaKOlMqXgVt2jkKZZzwsMDZsdFlN7HSoYKBw_cRxR9tJn14s6Y0Bhsb7l7vSjeDRi2ZIZREuAYgZzzS1tzyhuu1SGC0ydCoY-nFlI4KlRekZgGsGf5q1YptacAwXpw8xNSQ/s400/SDC11388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579534858798784658" border="0" /></a><br />I've realized lately that I haven't done any recent posts about Cohen so I need to fix that asap! He is growing up so fast, I can't even believe it. It's like he's still a baby but kinda not. I mean, he's not really a little boy quite yet, but he isn't this tiny little innocent child who stares at the wall and needs my help with everything. He is seven months old now (well, he will be on Friday), and I am enjoying being with him more and more every day. I love this age and watching him learn things and figure things out on his own. I love that we can interact more and laugh together. And this kid's smile can change my day, no matter how rough it may have seemed before. It's impossible to not smile when I hear him laugh. He really does bring so much joy to our lives. I've added pictures of him to the end of this post.<br /><br />Here are some random facts about our growing boy:<br />1. He makes all of his cutest/most interesting noises when he is getting frustrated and about to throw a fit. (I always know it's coming but I leave him there just so I can listen to his funny noises....is that wrong?)<br />2. He is 17 lbs 11 oz and about 27 inches. Still kinda short but getting better!<br />3. He loves to spit and has learned how to do it with food in his mouth.<br />4. He has been feeding himself (with a bottle of course, not with a spoon yet) for a couple months now. (He has huge hands!)<br />5. He drinks out of a sippy cup on his own and also loves to drink out of our normal cups.<br />6. He now eats baby food and so far there is nothing he refuses to eat. He, surprisingly, even gets excited about peas and green beans. I know I wouldn't.<br />7. Whenever I go to get him out of his crib he has randomly pushed himself up into the corner of it and is covered with his stuffed animals.<br />8. 9 out 10 times when Preston changes his diaper, he lets loose and pees all over himself. He has only ever done it with me once...for some reason Preston just brings that out in him I guess. Male bonding, perhaps?<br />9. He LOVES Tank. He is always reaching for him and trying to pet him and letting him lick his hands (don't worry I try to clean them off) and he gets all excited to see him. It's cute.<br />10. He is finally sleeping through the night again. Hallelujah!<br />11. He has two teeth and is working on another one.<br />12. He LOVES his daddy. Smiles pretty much every time he sees him. I get kinda jealous but I can't really blame him. I love his daddy too. :)<br />13. He continues to have the best pouty lip I have ever seen on a kid.<br />14. His hair is still red but changing from fiery orange to more of an auburn and we get compliments on it everywhere we go, without fail.<br />15. He loves being upside down, he loves riding on Preston's shoulders, and he loves peek-a-boo.<br />16. He cocks his head but only to the left, slaps his knee with only his left hand, and kicks with only his right foot. Kinda quirky but cute.<br />17. He's a typical red-head...stubborn, feisty, and determined. With us as parents, could you expect anything less?<br />18. He is an angel in public. I have never had him throw a fit while in a restaurant or store or ward activity. He just sits quietly and looks around at everything wide-eyed.<br />19. He's not much of a cuddler, which makes me sad. Maybe one day...<br />20. He knows how to roll over but refuses to do it. He rolled over for two weeks straight then decided he didn't want to anymore and now he just lays there and throws a fit until I pick him up. Frustrates the heck out of us but oh well.<br />21. Not crawling yet but slowly getting closer to figuring out the hands and knees thing.<br />22. Loves being outside and going for walks.<br />23. Has more facial expressions than I've ever seen on such a tiny person and can change to five different ones in 2 seconds. No exaggeration. I can't get my videos to upload to my blog but I would show you if I could. It's hilarious.<br />24. I can give him ten different toys, including an old cell phone that no longer works and without fail, the one thing he wants to play with is MY phone. He is obsessed with my phone, the tv remote, and the laptop. In a brief moment of non-supervision (he was on my lap but I was on the phone), he managed to bookmark a random page, open an excel spreadsheet, and perform a search. LOL.<br />25. He is pretty much the Cutest. Kid. Ever.<br /><br />I could go on forever but I won't for your sake. I'm just so grateful for this beautiful boy and that his very existence inspires and pushes me to be a better mother and a better person. It's amazing how much a child can help you learn patience, compassion, charity, selflessness, and love.<br /><br />In other news, still no word from grad schools (specifically the University of TX in Austin, our number one choice) but we are hoping to hear back anyday.<br /><br />I can't believe Preston finally graduates in just a few weeks. When we first got married it seemed like it would be forever and now here we are. I am so proud of him.<br /><br />I can't remember if I have mentioned this before but we want to/plan to live abroad someday (temporarily of course, for just a few years) and all the places we prefer to live are German speaking so we have decided to learn German. I am actually really enjoying it. It's something fun we can do together. If you come over, please ignore the random sticky notes all over our house with German words on them. :)<br /><br />I think that's all that's new with us but hopefully we will have grad school news to post soon! 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So I was looking at craft blogs one day and ran across this at <a href="http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com/">http://rosyredbuttons.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBdehxxCfrrHn5xLLoLPRvTq-Bx7AniWt4COcceuoff7s-H5coYzB8NxaNExZWaZ4w2JoCmYpzdegxWlQbvJOLNutloH3ZPmztPgPgF7w2bPoDOYKUp_ZoRGoKxQ_YvadKZbUuqy2WZA/s1600/clock.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBdehxxCfrrHn5xLLoLPRvTq-Bx7AniWt4COcceuoff7s-H5coYzB8NxaNExZWaZ4w2JoCmYpzdegxWlQbvJOLNutloH3ZPmztPgPgF7w2bPoDOYKUp_ZoRGoKxQ_YvadKZbUuqy2WZA/s400/clock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576638360994736498" border="0" /></a> Of course I decided we needed one and that I was going to make it myself. I originally narrowed it down to five pictures but had such a hard time deciding I ended up making two clocks, one for the living room and one for our bedroom.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgObsgeSpMKZK5VXqmUT3nGnRMryMbDbBi3hDuaiC0VBfEZOTm84eARJd2JQSIPsug2DZYVRN0hwjLNGjyjjWsmVfcNzWnpFxGxjuKnm5E9FTbgvhdJ-yF-q8fbgPWvNUwbST_LVVReGQ/s1600/SDC11353.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgObsgeSpMKZK5VXqmUT3nGnRMryMbDbBi3hDuaiC0VBfEZOTm84eARJd2JQSIPsug2DZYVRN0hwjLNGjyjjWsmVfcNzWnpFxGxjuKnm5E9FTbgvhdJ-yF-q8fbgPWvNUwbST_LVVReGQ/s400/SDC11353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576639521584326994" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnu3kaRkU4ka5kwCsLD-xrZ6sRR7B4IDkjlItKL_iMRGp0hHj-WsI6yIrFHhXJr3mdtjZkmQ59U7v_Gwqc878w8tEngYaqqyLrRGPGHRQTsEUhBdAldzh_E6nHIKPxU6xx6dQHjC-OQ/s1600/SDC11352.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcnu3kaRkU4ka5kwCsLD-xrZ6sRR7B4IDkjlItKL_iMRGp0hHj-WsI6yIrFHhXJr3mdtjZkmQ59U7v_Gwqc878w8tEngYaqqyLrRGPGHRQTsEUhBdAldzh_E6nHIKPxU6xx6dQHjC-OQ/s400/SDC11352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576639519212091746" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnLitapsFl9ySB8Tjf77QlI0qsJwCYFoeokFsSjX5z5kcDAVwoPdVXlOhQ9hmjM0rJyE9F1y8ODQ720r9nlFrjtMBqI1hKT4d6ZuYMBxUeKSIj2vCavKwStKBQ80DTH3uyh0t4bT7gqA/s1600/SDC11357.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnLitapsFl9ySB8Tjf77QlI0qsJwCYFoeokFsSjX5z5kcDAVwoPdVXlOhQ9hmjM0rJyE9F1y8ODQ720r9nlFrjtMBqI1hKT4d6ZuYMBxUeKSIj2vCavKwStKBQ80DTH3uyh0t4bT7gqA/s400/SDC11357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576639533479837890" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiimXgvL10o4Deqrk5kUC_VWzkP95pTrVwVMC74U54Li0nJflsRvD1iw_7IwPy4CDVbGRdGRBpul7G9mLEibidQJswSyrtL1eAb24UA14VS093Pl2rID4EC3AFNNF3rFaMZbQdgpGrsBA/s1600/SDC11355.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiimXgvL10o4Deqrk5kUC_VWzkP95pTrVwVMC74U54Li0nJflsRvD1iw_7IwPy4CDVbGRdGRBpul7G9mLEibidQJswSyrtL1eAb24UA14VS093Pl2rID4EC3AFNNF3rFaMZbQdgpGrsBA/s400/SDC11355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576639528138857778" border="0" /></a><br />I have to say I really like how they turned out. Definitely better than I thought they would! What do you guys think?<br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/Preston/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" />Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-80417744103499273242011-02-14T15:52:00.004-07:002011-02-14T16:46:53.918-07:00Craft Blog OverloadSo ever since I decided I wanted to try to be more crafty, I've become obsessed. I really love the concept of making your home look cute or nice for as little money as possible. I love re-purposing items or making masterpieces out of old yard sale finds. It's something I've always enjoyed and wanted to do but I haven't done it much because we don't plan to stay in this house for long and I don't want extra stuff to have to move. We already have way more junk than we need as it is. Preston is one of those get-rid-of-everything type people and I'm a total pack-rat. I think we find a pretty good balance...most of the time. :) But I like being able to dig through stuff in the garage or basement and use something that I haven't touched in months. Okay, years, who am I kidding?<br /><br />Anyways, so in this new quest for craftiness I've started looking at craft blogs. The problem is that I find a blog I like that fits my style and has stuff I want to try and then I look at the list of blogs that THEY like and I find ten more websites that have cool stuff I want to try, and then each of them has links to sites that end up being cool and so on and so forth. It's never ending. I've had to force myself to stop looking at new sites. As it is, I already have like forty websites bookmarked on my computer. It's almost ridiculous. Okay, not almost. It IS ridiculous. It's just that they all have things I want to remember. I mean, I'm coming up on thirty, my memory just isn't what it used to be and there's no way I'm going to get to ALL of these projects anytime soon.<br /><br /> It's just so addicting for some reason. I've never so much as learned how to properly sew a button on my shirt but some of these blogs have me wanting to buy a sewing machine so I can make cute aprons and baby shoes and drapes and re-purposed old clothes. Preston is a little hesitant to let me buy a sewing machine, which is understandable. Especially considering he had a pair of sweats with a hole in it that I told him I would stitch for him like two years ago. A couple of weeks ago I found him sewing it himself. Oops. I should probably work on my being-a-good-wife skills but to be honest he probably did a much better job than I would have anyway. :) So yes, his hesitation is understandable. Maybe I will give it a few weeks and see if this ends up being another "phase" where I get excited about things and then never do anything about it. Yeah, I know, I have problems. I'm working on it. Kind of.<br /><br />I've never been one to decorate my house for any holidays besides Christmas but I'm giving it a shot this year. I even got a little cutesie with it. P.S. I should probably give due credit to the different blogs where I got all of these ideas, but I don't really have time to look through each of those forty bookmarked blogs I told you about to find which ones I used.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIyaDY5nZoUtVMxVhLSGbumYrhhKfsyguo5VTDZMKdvUf7x8KlkhnvFY5i99fchAmv0qWQvyujDArvSvFaN7Jc06N8dw8Z2TtMQT-mvl7AuRSI9WqflNQSScV-ja_XtfIrYcR51dQ0lw/s1600/SDC11308.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIyaDY5nZoUtVMxVhLSGbumYrhhKfsyguo5VTDZMKdvUf7x8KlkhnvFY5i99fchAmv0qWQvyujDArvSvFaN7Jc06N8dw8Z2TtMQT-mvl7AuRSI9WqflNQSScV-ja_XtfIrYcR51dQ0lw/s320/SDC11308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573689030088117426" border="0" /></a>Everything on this mantle cost me a total of $4<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqQvyk5eFDlixo5wW5L3kxqA5F0Xr9ZoSc9xXy7zu7MkSBBLgQriAaid0ed8BTmMQC5UAijqzAPtprJVK8Q_aHgweIrhVU96KOavrUt21ZNIDndJYCWnj1i9o8uGL2bjtK5VcO5oQOQ/s1600/SDC11309.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqQvyk5eFDlixo5wW5L3kxqA5F0Xr9ZoSc9xXy7zu7MkSBBLgQriAaid0ed8BTmMQC5UAijqzAPtprJVK8Q_aHgweIrhVU96KOavrUt21ZNIDndJYCWnj1i9o8uGL2bjtK5VcO5oQOQ/s320/SDC11309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573689027794471442" border="0" /></a>An old picture matting I found and backed with the bottom of a christmas box, then lettered with tissue paper rosettes.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinIOCB1qAj0spgIvpxjH0lxkHz1wvaACe92KfbLiu0EFM6L8UT5eBuLzPa5leYuyR3-FqL0qgZIGTkJKfI5KniFD9hV0RvsuX1XtqvbbpB5vQrlfybTG7Y-VNFC9Z5Ug0PT26PyGhJ3g/s1600/SDC11310.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinIOCB1qAj0spgIvpxjH0lxkHz1wvaACe92KfbLiu0EFM6L8UT5eBuLzPa5leYuyR3-FqL0qgZIGTkJKfI5KniFD9hV0RvsuX1XtqvbbpB5vQrlfybTG7Y-VNFC9Z5Ug0PT26PyGhJ3g/s320/SDC11310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573689016623283010" border="0" /></a>Tissue paper rosette topiary with a metal pail I got at DI years ago, and a candlestick my friend Ashley brought me from Denmark ages ago.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2geLyKsaGpuyyMrgK6UFY-aQmnJTH9_ZAP_KHnyR2A5da8xD2YXyvSXn2AxxYnKbx8xmacdm8WZhk0nMbUdPQ2FN5yKZBzHDWD0xGMxtOcEckCrH0IyLa8YTZwNh8sM_y3_1DlM7-g/s1600/SDC11311.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ2geLyKsaGpuyyMrgK6UFY-aQmnJTH9_ZAP_KHnyR2A5da8xD2YXyvSXn2AxxYnKbx8xmacdm8WZhk0nMbUdPQ2FN5yKZBzHDWD0xGMxtOcEckCrH0IyLa8YTZwNh8sM_y3_1DlM7-g/s320/SDC11311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573689011949165682" border="0" /></a>Picture frame for $0.50 at DI, backed with an old Victoria's Secret gift bag, and covered with soap roses from the dollar store for $1.<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5xNl79GaDid-9fcRziTAQRfQ6PA26Xnah4PhasfJHcW2QKMmjVahgPEuyHaMKJ7QgR5s56tu_jxtgzdjYdtAajUOo5XqT8R42oTPOmRKjge-XY3boZBaS7bYJC_-C7j6pqs2CKeqh_g/s1600/SDC11312.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5xNl79GaDid-9fcRziTAQRfQ6PA26Xnah4PhasfJHcW2QKMmjVahgPEuyHaMKJ7QgR5s56tu_jxtgzdjYdtAajUOo5XqT8R42oTPOmRKjge-XY3boZBaS7bYJC_-C7j6pqs2CKeqh_g/s320/SDC11312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573688998911926322" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCXagpKvOrHa7yqJ8hdjyB1jw16EVd6MwoOqBZy6EKmvewCxGwZ587JtzKJCR-q0YIWg1gAfx3RJ07RToFGsbzcQU6X6tv6-S3OV8difAgn6n9B3xLIUQCqo0xVHEr_iyNmEc3Py4jw/s1600/SDC11313.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyCXagpKvOrHa7yqJ8hdjyB1jw16EVd6MwoOqBZy6EKmvewCxGwZ587JtzKJCR-q0YIWg1gAfx3RJ07RToFGsbzcQU6X6tv6-S3OV8difAgn6n9B3xLIUQCqo0xVHEr_iyNmEc3Py4jw/s320/SDC11313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573690064803414546" border="0" /></a>Wood blocks for $2 (for the whole pkg) that I painted, glittered, and covered with sticky letters I already had.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMViQRqFEKhA-oMc9msGKz6a6ghiw2F9FtQfJrwwBOrtMSReqintwvRSjmT56-t1r4MmvSeUqauJNz0YMaB9n6HDbCro4IIDSDRmkIh8GYwR-EZEgIhsNlgg_DGu0Ed5VdqnFY7wmfgQ/s1600/SDC11321.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMViQRqFEKhA-oMc9msGKz6a6ghiw2F9FtQfJrwwBOrtMSReqintwvRSjmT56-t1r4MmvSeUqauJNz0YMaB9n6HDbCro4IIDSDRmkIh8GYwR-EZEgIhsNlgg_DGu0Ed5VdqnFY7wmfgQ/s320/SDC11321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573690059894951394" border="0" /></a>My magnet board from Christmas where I added a couple of wood hearts from Robert's for a few cents each. A $1 styrofoam ball covered with red tissue paper and pearl pins and another DI picture frame I painted, backed with an old gift bag, and covered with tissue paper roses and a real flower.<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJo8dqrXMNaSkwfmiIjgSYjrdFkvjfQrR6ySQQ7K-fVIQUbAVMyrllwyqO5vfqU687xrmZIEFNcj0e37GtDyUWTQy8ZJlq29v2kmesUBLBKlwkozEjKGuwfsSZYw9n2GAbzRlx8WBBw/s1600/SDC11323.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJJo8dqrXMNaSkwfmiIjgSYjrdFkvjfQrR6ySQQ7K-fVIQUbAVMyrllwyqO5vfqU687xrmZIEFNcj0e37GtDyUWTQy8ZJlq29v2kmesUBLBKlwkozEjKGuwfsSZYw9n2GAbzRlx8WBBw/s320/SDC11323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573690057125143058" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-aW09jMn1KTxmFvzkt0T_CMruzGeupDTOxXgRoXFIU6cIsltRB1jXp_E9fsexscGAL-r-DHKyzLNMmTqxKGRDoSLfAVFnWU_GB5fibBdboohuTffitbU8Hyl26oTo3_BnnFkZbKohyphenhyphenQ/s1600/SDC11324.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-aW09jMn1KTxmFvzkt0T_CMruzGeupDTOxXgRoXFIU6cIsltRB1jXp_E9fsexscGAL-r-DHKyzLNMmTqxKGRDoSLfAVFnWU_GB5fibBdboohuTffitbU8Hyl26oTo3_BnnFkZbKohyphenhyphenQ/s320/SDC11324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573690048850558066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9YMNyvXgoI90wjPW2G-DrkN4ke7OiQJc2EHwGT42jbp3rwvlKUkkADsxR_rzk4jD-F-p9EamU6BFvqG-80zRqPk3feugpBrJea0yTYHdH-ZQDSsY-tBSTjKVYB1mRnBUmn8mcYDvEwg/s1600/SDC11346.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9YMNyvXgoI90wjPW2G-DrkN4ke7OiQJc2EHwGT42jbp3rwvlKUkkADsxR_rzk4jD-F-p9EamU6BFvqG-80zRqPk3feugpBrJea0yTYHdH-ZQDSsY-tBSTjKVYB1mRnBUmn8mcYDvEwg/s320/SDC11346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573690045825997458" border="0" /></a>You probably can't read this but it says Always Kiss Me Goodnight. I hung it above our bed. They are $1 platters from the dollar tree that I spray painted and the vinyl was from<br /> the dollar store as well. I already had one platter so this cost me $3 total.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />I'm working on another project right now for Preston's Valentines day present that I may put pictures of later...if it actually turns out!<br /><br />Well, I have a baby to feed, a floor to vacuum, a dog to brush, and a sink full of dishes to wash (all in the 45 minutes until Preston comes home, LOL) but next time I have a minute I will finally post a Cohen update with some cute pictures so stay tuned.<br /></div><br /></div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-57216856299277994352010-12-20T13:57:00.006-07:002010-12-20T15:45:41.832-07:00Project CentralI LOVE being a mom. Cohen is seriously the cutest kid ever and I have so much fun with him every day. The first three months or so were pretty rough for us...he wasn't the easiest baby, but even then I couldn't imagine not being able to be home with him every day. He laughs and plays and reaches and grabs and gets excited and talks a ton. He rolled over once but I missed it and I haven't gotten him to do it again. He is almost sitting up on his own and he eats rice cereal like a pro. His hair gets more and more red every day and it has actually grown on me a lot. I think it's cute. He has a giant swirly cowlick in the middle of his forehead that I'm sure he is going to hate one day but I think it is adorable. His little personality is emerging and we are having so much fun with it.<br /><br />However, going from being a full-time career woman for the last ten years to being a stay at home mom has been a bit of an adjustment for me. I know, and strongly believe, that being a mom is the most important job in the world and every little mundane task you do every day is important and shows how much you love your baby. But sometimes, day after day of doing nothing but feeding, changing, burping, rocking, bathing and getting spit up/thrown up/peed on can sometimes make you feel like your contribution to society is somewhat minimal and you've sort of lost your identity a little. Well, maybe others don't feel that way, but I have.<br /><br />My solution to this problem...I desperately need a hobby. The problem is, I have no idea what I would do for a hobby that is both affordable and something I can do with a baby right next to me. I've thought about learning to knit or crochet. I see all the cute little hats and scarves and flowers that other people make and I love them, but for some reason I just don't get that excited about making them myself. So then I thought about learning to sew. Slightly more interesting to me, but still not very exciting. Maybe if learned to do something cool I would find it enjoyable. Who knows. But I don't have a sewing maching, nor the money to buy one at the moment, so I guess that option has to be on hold for now. Unless someone out there has an old one they are wanting to get rid of?? I have started to enjoy cooking more but it's kind of hard to make great meals with such a young baby who needs constant attention. I know every other woman on the planet is capable of doing it but I haven't quite figured it out yet. I've still been trying, but I don't think it is going to become an art form anytime soon. Something I actually do get excited about is refinishing old furniture and turning old stuff into nice, new-looking stuff. Unfortunately, being outside in the garage in the middle of winter working with power tools, turpentine, and paint isn't really the best atmosphere for a four-month old. Guess that one is going to have to wait awhile too. So the only thing left that I could think of is getting crafty in my home decor. I'm not a real crafty person but I do love decorating so it's a good compromise. I'm terrible at being creative enough to come up with stuff on my own but I'm decent at taking inspiration from other people's ideas and making them my own.<br /><br />So I decided I really need a project to work on and with Christmas around the corner I decided that decorating my house for Christmas would be the perfect place to start. I wanted to put up some different decorations than usual and use different colors than the typical red and green. I received most of my inspiration from a really cute blog that my friend Michele told me about, <a href="http://houseofsmith.blogspot.com/">http://houseofsmiths.blogspot.com</a>. I did my kitchen in silver, white, and different shades of blue. I did my living room in silver, pearl, and different shades of sage green. Here is the inspiration picture on the houseofsmiths blog:<br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/Preston/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWrziFGR5xIouo0D_p6QFMQ5d8RiN7qqX67JW57AxSfvGdX_DqLqwY_02QmrAeajo9ikU6Oxo_Xhegf_-kk-d8UNl2FpZ3uG9NSkvcmLnT8c9dnhq0G7aktYEB4_dZz72PEWXaFmEOMQ/s1600/Christmas+012+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWrziFGR5xIouo0D_p6QFMQ5d8RiN7qqX67JW57AxSfvGdX_DqLqwY_02QmrAeajo9ikU6Oxo_Xhegf_-kk-d8UNl2FpZ3uG9NSkvcmLnT8c9dnhq0G7aktYEB4_dZz72PEWXaFmEOMQ/s320/Christmas+012+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552893035082729106" border="0" /></a><br />Mine doesn't look nearly as cool but here is what I ended up with:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcm_zJ4zM07ZMC5K7iRZhSNK0eH2Dz3kM5jGUlV4wmM2bEQw-qM_TI6Mn205Pft37zr9QARF0PAU3sqPc4I4ueNIjq_8pXAKgRTPBJuFv5XzUTcZ37etVc4OnsjKZJdQh0Gpj5NiAVw/s1600/SDC11113.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOcm_zJ4zM07ZMC5K7iRZhSNK0eH2Dz3kM5jGUlV4wmM2bEQw-qM_TI6Mn205Pft37zr9QARF0PAU3sqPc4I4ueNIjq_8pXAKgRTPBJuFv5XzUTcZ37etVc4OnsjKZJdQh0Gpj5NiAVw/s320/SDC11113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552881290012256738" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFTfj7VVDsGbWTDw75Yn-nNsdq-wXoMrBvjlVQ0Da8FTGcx-G8PqiMEAuJV69-4fyK6CHoGyGNFiD1AnttdHxOFZjGxFhAaIhJ1TSSGWuYl8stqUYgji9vzs_Y7z2NLgGk_0-rJ3-fvQ/s1600/SDC11114.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFTfj7VVDsGbWTDw75Yn-nNsdq-wXoMrBvjlVQ0Da8FTGcx-G8PqiMEAuJV69-4fyK6CHoGyGNFiD1AnttdHxOFZjGxFhAaIhJ1TSSGWuYl8stqUYgji9vzs_Y7z2NLgGk_0-rJ3-fvQ/s320/SDC11114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552881297645464738" border="0" /></a>This is made out of 4 paper napkins, believe it or not. Probably one of the cheapest crafts you can make.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0kkSTRDBOzX6Q6VMpxJK-YzBMUb7oSxyPLwZSuG0DgPgzqbgXRFcSyHKvES9Q4BHnYdZdg2fw1eOTtK3g8IrlA0QDnQorkP6e64hP5YlfhwTA_QSgT3pOdBy2VWoan8xoNuHsQ5JwqQ/s1600/SDC11115.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0kkSTRDBOzX6Q6VMpxJK-YzBMUb7oSxyPLwZSuG0DgPgzqbgXRFcSyHKvES9Q4BHnYdZdg2fw1eOTtK3g8IrlA0QDnQorkP6e64hP5YlfhwTA_QSgT3pOdBy2VWoan8xoNuHsQ5JwqQ/s320/SDC11115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552881302702092370" border="0" /></a>This is a magnet board I bought on sale at Roberts, as well as a pack of wooden letters, a pack of small magnets, and a wooden tree for like $0.79. I like this because I can change it up for different holidays or occasions and put whatever I want on it.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh9hA3RPomQn61BykRpNaXnGQlCe5G6jymr_QFQ0be4Pebv_pj6CsY7sezEydWMvsXj8tFYn7Z1fHsP3AIJM0Kj3IFsQECZgMxYqum75gr0wDob_SiwVBJb222c4CnuQ8qrFDvkN0qpA/s1600/SDC11116.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh9hA3RPomQn61BykRpNaXnGQlCe5G6jymr_QFQ0be4Pebv_pj6CsY7sezEydWMvsXj8tFYn7Z1fHsP3AIJM0Kj3IFsQECZgMxYqum75gr0wDob_SiwVBJb222c4CnuQ8qrFDvkN0qpA/s320/SDC11116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552881311266980898" border="0" /></a>You probably can't read it because I didn't buy big enough letters, and I should have used all blue ornaments, but this spells out Merry and is hung right above the Christmas sign.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisjQwH6wX9StTbjTU_kGCFybVJBhzwTGqh3GPu-9diV6jSxmspbwWOi2XWHv7EU85g0EzH9bOi1QckSnO_hOV7bUXbWvuSGjHS0GQoY9WIqvpPoR3XzN2fvHbUcNEsXwtQrfR98_FUfw/s1600/SDC11117.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisjQwH6wX9StTbjTU_kGCFybVJBhzwTGqh3GPu-9diV6jSxmspbwWOi2XWHv7EU85g0EzH9bOi1QckSnO_hOV7bUXbWvuSGjHS0GQoY9WIqvpPoR3XzN2fvHbUcNEsXwtQrfR98_FUfw/s320/SDC11117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552881314400030562" border="0" /></a>This picture is blurry but it's just a vase from my wedding with silver tinsel, blue tissue paper, and a string of silver beads.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMYm5_-iIrql7pmAbY65oU3YEOoOfETJ0Lv4icWRExzp_vE8bxjNRqD3tAzP7AGqMCs_1tlbY7iO-yLRDR0wuS8emoDUP-_vue7EAA4mxfY8JpSXC7ZpC3my2Q2_si-oHCAEYX5fIXnw/s1600/SDC11111.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMYm5_-iIrql7pmAbY65oU3YEOoOfETJ0Lv4icWRExzp_vE8bxjNRqD3tAzP7AGqMCs_1tlbY7iO-yLRDR0wuS8emoDUP-_vue7EAA4mxfY8JpSXC7ZpC3my2Q2_si-oHCAEYX5fIXnw/s320/SDC11111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552882310071195970" border="0" /></a>This is the centerpiece for my table. nothing super fancy but it works.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsW2hLVq7n5dXsOUSCbmyGI_6a-s65x_Yuq7MEUu__RR5IwDWTByl7yDAo6sVYACng5vONw4bASoDNV1X3hHjPtJ9DfTcyreDMq1-q0UZszvG6eCl8VCsKsdjAm3FGLqeQu8pkMjWWJg/s1600/SDC11109.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsW2hLVq7n5dXsOUSCbmyGI_6a-s65x_Yuq7MEUu__RR5IwDWTByl7yDAo6sVYACng5vONw4bASoDNV1X3hHjPtJ9DfTcyreDMq1-q0UZszvG6eCl8VCsKsdjAm3FGLqeQu8pkMjWWJg/s320/SDC11109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552882314045380722" border="0" /></a>The letters are still small but I learned my lesson about using all blue ornaments so you can read it better.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJp-GsUod6-d2iwrfz-1DR9hdkMiNTYx-54mQAtAHG7iFL9pz0RCIC25gapw6sgJV-ZlMABv8tnQa2QYmhoUrWFvu-_gYvqDb5eoKREni9lLqlqQ3rprA88quf6B9sPLUYzJ2ovpaafw/s1600/SDC11100.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJp-GsUod6-d2iwrfz-1DR9hdkMiNTYx-54mQAtAHG7iFL9pz0RCIC25gapw6sgJV-ZlMABv8tnQa2QYmhoUrWFvu-_gYvqDb5eoKREni9lLqlqQ3rprA88quf6B9sPLUYzJ2ovpaafw/s320/SDC11100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552898403572616370" border="0" /></a>These next few are just old vases filled with branches from our yard that I spray painted white, and covered with green beads and silver ornaments from the dollar store. Then I took some silver picture frames, also from the dollar store, and printed out pictures of Cohen from our computer and hung them on as well. Sorry for the bad lighting in these pictures.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCvTGTDwzAp88oVrJJAk26oetsS2ny5edS_eFklOYnbXlDfiooNzrSWLliA0jtbWIaWMda67T2fP3bs_IFjErKKZqv-rSzra8BQ_ur20AhCPmSn95xpv4fJFuTD-agKIdhOjiarRaD1A/s1600/SDC11103.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCvTGTDwzAp88oVrJJAk26oetsS2ny5edS_eFklOYnbXlDfiooNzrSWLliA0jtbWIaWMda67T2fP3bs_IFjErKKZqv-rSzra8BQ_ur20AhCPmSn95xpv4fJFuTD-agKIdhOjiarRaD1A/s320/SDC11103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552898422826222290" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJI9gHwknYH7hQv5c_VwNxR3QqirvSgAY3GebZAuWSYkh-pIYrzXm-zsN4mr8-C0j6zchUIigoMhM72vciWigXsHioD7OJbMw6hicTukFqzxvcwysvYj9ZGeZzWXnjpNqqzzv6BCjwQ/s1600/SDC11102.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJI9gHwknYH7hQv5c_VwNxR3QqirvSgAY3GebZAuWSYkh-pIYrzXm-zsN4mr8-C0j6zchUIigoMhM72vciWigXsHioD7OJbMw6hicTukFqzxvcwysvYj9ZGeZzWXnjpNqqzzv6BCjwQ/s320/SDC11102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552898413175736706" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxAjScx3QHKh-rSnS0YAcUfgkItiG5NvmD94m4IWBLzOf9zvzbrslxTt-5_ghBN7o2I-Y4jkC-Y18bsGRA5kLmIE_0RKTjfKbKyN8dMBnaT_mwKDDLUugYpiCOhlN4IMieTsiE4-skg/s1600/SDC11119.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxAjScx3QHKh-rSnS0YAcUfgkItiG5NvmD94m4IWBLzOf9zvzbrslxTt-5_ghBN7o2I-Y4jkC-Y18bsGRA5kLmIE_0RKTjfKbKyN8dMBnaT_mwKDDLUugYpiCOhlN4IMieTsiE4-skg/s320/SDC11119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552882320001488178" border="0" /></a>My $30 garage sale village. I made the little pond out of aluminum foil. I know, very innovative. I'm a genious.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvps6YDNPtMwmSpPYjRIidxvfKkMr2rgen4ptdQxIsKKEIL3hyphenhyphen2E5W1mJ-fB_Q3Uit82b-PQ5yQmNf55HeVq_cgMO1ZeYI_WpiE7_xm7v037amqr0LhTC4rPFMt874nVNtIVhE2JNiWA/s1600/SDC11125.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvps6YDNPtMwmSpPYjRIidxvfKkMr2rgen4ptdQxIsKKEIL3hyphenhyphen2E5W1mJ-fB_Q3Uit82b-PQ5yQmNf55HeVq_cgMO1ZeYI_WpiE7_xm7v037amqr0LhTC4rPFMt874nVNtIVhE2JNiWA/s320/SDC11125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552882329225662082" border="0" /></a>Not a very good picture but I used champagne type glasses and put tea lights in them to make candles and then just put some greenery and some silver ornaments to give it some color. Again, nothing fancy. I'm thinking about getting some silver colored candlesticks and doing then napkin snowball flower things like I did in the kitchen.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPducS10HK3OUvRrynIsPTbNhmOQA0DBjg7nd4_MSEXePjQIAQKtt2qllU1100HdBArtAZDg_zKT2ht-pIUpRA1cCDan3ao0r102UkpgzHoDibRGhvyTEU92CVe4Ko1jVYheCv4obikQ/s1600/SDC11123.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPducS10HK3OUvRrynIsPTbNhmOQA0DBjg7nd4_MSEXePjQIAQKtt2qllU1100HdBArtAZDg_zKT2ht-pIUpRA1cCDan3ao0r102UkpgzHoDibRGhvyTEU92CVe4Ko1jVYheCv4obikQ/s320/SDC11123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552882324187807906" border="0" /></a>And our tree that contains some unique ornaments we got from Salzburg, Prague, Venice, and Switzerland. Preston mostly loves playing with the train. Same with Tank.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">So, that's basically it. Nothing big but it gave me something to do and helped me feel at least somewhat accomplished for the time being. Anyone have any suggestions for other good hobbies to take up??<br /></div><br /></div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-28145825092029890252010-11-01T11:06:00.004-06:002010-11-01T15:31:13.486-06:00Decisions DecisionsThe time has come. The time when Preston is months away from graduation and we have to decide if we want to go straight to grad school or get a real job (and money) and settle down for a bit. We've heard from a few people now that trying to work full time as an engineer and get a masters in engineering concurrently is absolutely miserable so I think we've decided it's one or the other right now. Then once we decide that we have to decide where.<br /><br />Grad school pros-President Hinckley encouraged us to get as much education as we possibly can, and it's something we both believe is very important. If Preston can get some sort of assistantship we could get tuition help and a monthly stipend so we don't have to live in poverty for two years. Once he has his masters we would officially be done with school and not have to worry about going back later. Plus it may be able to open up different job opportunities for him and he would start out at a higher pay which is always nice.<br /><br />Grad school cons-If Preston doesn't get some sort of assistantship we either have to live in poverty for two years or take out tons of student loans and go into tons of debt. (We have never had to take out a student loan and really enjoy being debt-free). It puts the settling down/stability thing off for a couple of years which is hard now that we have started our family. Preston is getting burnt out of school and could use a break.<br /><br />Job pros-Well, these pros are obvious...stay out of debt, have some stability, move from Utah and settle down somewhere new, sell our current house and buy a new one that's not a million years old, not be poor for the next two years, Preston gets a break from school, we get health insurance, we have enough money to be able to save more and start working towards some of our long term goals. Oh, and if he decided to go to school later, whichever company he works for would most likely pay for it.<br /><br />Job cons-Preston wouldn't get to continue his education as he would like...or if he does he would have to do it later while working, probably at a school that wouldn't be his first choice.<br /><br />If we go to grad school it would either be Purdue, Cornell, Univ of Texas at Austin, or possibly CU.<br />If we get a job we are hoping for something in CO or WA, maybe MT or TX or OR.<br /><br />Last week the Puget Sound Naval Shipyard in Bremerton, WA flew Preston up there for a 2nd interview. Everything about it is perfect except the job itself. It's a government job so it's stable, has good pay and benefits, it's in an area that we love and it's absolutely gorgeous. And one of my very best friends lives up there and I would get to see her all the time which would be awesome. But the job itself is mostly sitting at a desk doing paperwork and Preston hates the thought of doing that. He chose to go into engineering because he wants to actually do engineering, not paperwork. On the one hand we wonder if we would be silly to pass up such a good job opportunity when there are so many people who can't find work. But on the other hand I want Preston to enjoy going to work every day, or at least not dread it. I firmly believe if you aren't happy in your work it affects all other aspects of your life. I want him to be happy. Especially after how hard he has worked. He deserves something that he will enjoy. I guess we will continue with plans to apply for grad school and continue looking for jobs as well. Then we can look at all our options and decide what is best for us.<br /><br />Anyways, that's what's weighing on our mind these days. Here are some pictures of our trip up there.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb7XuRNhpDgTsoVVIrP9T8SuvzLTmo2NcTReOK9fgKlbY7zWwgtQ1Mjz-kyOTJkFqHilyj3YKoNnxcnSobxywS4OkrvzBY-NR8krUg_jC8IBARxPzTkCBsIaLOInTE_2Bnccm-ebVRuQ/s1600/SDC10937.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb7XuRNhpDgTsoVVIrP9T8SuvzLTmo2NcTReOK9fgKlbY7zWwgtQ1Mjz-kyOTJkFqHilyj3YKoNnxcnSobxywS4OkrvzBY-NR8krUg_jC8IBARxPzTkCBsIaLOInTE_2Bnccm-ebVRuQ/s320/SDC10937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534638753672932226" border="0" /></a>I love this picture. His smile looks so cute!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Z3uxPD51NDaFz6uvegpC-uSktlq9KlkYXe3UtBE3rUQPN7L9IYUBXegAbVpMaimfKTgowSkilYaSBrvEVWmM2IxyyfS0DIqWFI7XrFvaT2Z5WmaKrfaei6DwEqPDuzIKEFVp5VWS0g/s1600/SDC10932.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Z3uxPD51NDaFz6uvegpC-uSktlq9KlkYXe3UtBE3rUQPN7L9IYUBXegAbVpMaimfKTgowSkilYaSBrvEVWmM2IxyyfS0DIqWFI7XrFvaT2Z5WmaKrfaei6DwEqPDuzIKEFVp5VWS0g/s320/SDC10932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534638749644733442" border="0" /></a>He was a little horse for Halloween. I love this kid!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVTJ0uulKBcW7uRSVBgs9qtH1ssihLdj-hvMXbkTdSaA_deP-Ktd-Db0gqsO6LmpS9fkiw4G3BFD5WuHO5C6_OqIb_Ri7aDQEquNsdAFzkCAKhtUpAwxir2fOI18LuAjEzVM1okP9Fw/s1600/SDC10947.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVTJ0uulKBcW7uRSVBgs9qtH1ssihLdj-hvMXbkTdSaA_deP-Ktd-Db0gqsO6LmpS9fkiw4G3BFD5WuHO5C6_OqIb_Ri7aDQEquNsdAFzkCAKhtUpAwxir2fOI18LuAjEzVM1okP9Fw/s320/SDC10947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534638742979848002" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPBx7ge3RIU7lH3SVjWcrW5KKmjd1k7zDlfrEjVpkgNH693D5NOKM2RnboxXyqJt0emOCUXIoBDau8yiIj69JlwrYC6E-yPerrYJlL1pH7f3-4Bevj9z6KyXCoHkiuRV_bI-le1PRGiw/s1600/SDC10915.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPBx7ge3RIU7lH3SVjWcrW5KKmjd1k7zDlfrEjVpkgNH693D5NOKM2RnboxXyqJt0emOCUXIoBDau8yiIj69JlwrYC6E-yPerrYJlL1pH7f3-4Bevj9z6KyXCoHkiuRV_bI-le1PRGiw/s320/SDC10915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534638729814948162" border="0" /></a>The view from our hotel room.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsgqULcZ14uAr3quo3IOkYaNrJJNrGTwdS2mtTQYb9DoH53au6QB9hyA7fxLgfFHdwGIS93Vm-iKOVP47a3VKC_BXJBiA_FTZ5jKSAPpmfM8du3-Mo3KHq-09GZRJQ_SmRMxttXguyMg/s1600/SDC10911.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsgqULcZ14uAr3quo3IOkYaNrJJNrGTwdS2mtTQYb9DoH53au6QB9hyA7fxLgfFHdwGIS93Vm-iKOVP47a3VKC_BXJBiA_FTZ5jKSAPpmfM8du3-Mo3KHq-09GZRJQ_SmRMxttXguyMg/s320/SDC10911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534638717248808434" border="0" /></a>Cohen's first flight! He did such a great job. I was sure he would scream the whole time but he didn't make a peep. And everyone LOVED him everywhere we went. Can you blame them? :)<br /><br /><br /></div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-78392808782999778122010-10-09T18:41:00.005-06:002010-10-09T19:41:21.521-06:00Short and FatI can't believe it's been two months already since I had this cute little boy. Time really does fly! He looks older than two months though...this kid is getting big! The first words out of anyone's mouth when they see him are "He sure is healthy, isn't he?" or "Oooh, look at those chubby cheeks!" or "Wow, he is going to be a linebacker isn't he?" Hahaha, I'd be offended but at what other time in your life is it so socially ok to be chubby? In fact, it's considered cute. Everyone loves a chubby baby. I just wish that applied to me. Why isn't my chub considered cute? Sheesh! :) He had his two month appointment this week and he is in the 90th percentile in weight and only the 40th percentile in height. When I told Preston he was like, "so basically he is short and fat?" Yep. Just like his mother. Poor kid. :)<br /><br />The last month has gone by so fast. Our cute baby smiles and coos and gets excited about things all the time and for the life of me I can't get him to do it for the camera. He has been smiling for weeks now and I don't have a single picture of it. Every time I get the camera out he stops smiling and just stares. It makes me a little crazy but I will get one someday! Here are some recent pictures of our cute little guy.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinvHoA9VMvi8SErY6JSvOaQCOGbWYeSo0oxaBFsDXOrLq35r8tP4N-x5QtzCsupKJ10_SzEtAxHoISWjZSRFTn2rpEhToRTPiwNwpSZQSaN7vWBEHyHR-jZf9tryErpVSKU8UTcIt2jg/s1600/SDC10851.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinvHoA9VMvi8SErY6JSvOaQCOGbWYeSo0oxaBFsDXOrLq35r8tP4N-x5QtzCsupKJ10_SzEtAxHoISWjZSRFTn2rpEhToRTPiwNwpSZQSaN7vWBEHyHR-jZf9tryErpVSKU8UTcIt2jg/s320/SDC10851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526220667188470050" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim61ellyZrAm9gjT3eKTgdRRHtTy4sFgY0q1ow29-LNm8S6Uv3FZ00xQ05eD9oFUGHmpzd1Pz7oORlSFVaLuo4xhfbW6txEWOT9y9SqZsotOWhbz48eOg4l2cWw5upQMdacwB0L69BMQ/s1600/SDC10813.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim61ellyZrAm9gjT3eKTgdRRHtTy4sFgY0q1ow29-LNm8S6Uv3FZ00xQ05eD9oFUGHmpzd1Pz7oORlSFVaLuo4xhfbW6txEWOT9y9SqZsotOWhbz48eOg4l2cWw5upQMdacwB0L69BMQ/s320/SDC10813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526220650975367874" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTl6CNvj5u598Pon5kU7n5bfaYUraTYGKM1nj1Ulmyhf2rcKYXG_vMGdcNEUwIqKMn6sgdAP5V8FmlEPEpthNsh64pYBHKI0mo6tNGuD9hmd9lwqC2MbO6shPFEQWfYIUxWHiug9YZ9g/s1600/SDC10845.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTl6CNvj5u598Pon5kU7n5bfaYUraTYGKM1nj1Ulmyhf2rcKYXG_vMGdcNEUwIqKMn6sgdAP5V8FmlEPEpthNsh64pYBHKI0mo6tNGuD9hmd9lwqC2MbO6shPFEQWfYIUxWHiug9YZ9g/s320/SDC10845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526220637568402802" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIDxTHN04xLtbpUR4KKe_EHbUXCjnqUF1vPECpcWUw-PQTWCjGjk5kHf_nbbGRYX9Wdx4tnqlGt9zN5LoDENLW72s0KKttKZGord8BnnPFA4i8R1TI7dpGTOB1SomlV2VeG5ksJYz5Tg/s1600/SDC10816.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIDxTHN04xLtbpUR4KKe_EHbUXCjnqUF1vPECpcWUw-PQTWCjGjk5kHf_nbbGRYX9Wdx4tnqlGt9zN5LoDENLW72s0KKttKZGord8BnnPFA4i8R1TI7dpGTOB1SomlV2VeG5ksJYz5Tg/s320/SDC10816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526220635187646386" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguFtk_Nv7Ri5dd_zggoZW8MVLk-N1wSW0BPnZvtjgp_5KjjV3Iz1FwcGlahIP15QZJt-ji17K32lUTBCGbKZEKO_bS1ekonYSuASyfvmEeWFXejZOlPQZJvSsT5nQokMdOn6CjLUv16w/s1600/SDC10857.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguFtk_Nv7Ri5dd_zggoZW8MVLk-N1wSW0BPnZvtjgp_5KjjV3Iz1FwcGlahIP15QZJt-ji17K32lUTBCGbKZEKO_bS1ekonYSuASyfvmEeWFXejZOlPQZJvSsT5nQokMdOn6CjLUv16w/s320/SDC10857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526220624853818322" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A couple of weeks ago we went for a little family drive up in the mountains to see the fall colors. It was so nice to get out and get some fresh air. We brought Tank along for the ride so he could get some much needed exercise. Like the rest of us, he too is getting fat. Poor thing doesn't get as many walks now that we have a baby taking so much of our time. He rides in the bed of our truck and for some reason on that particular ride he really wanted to be inside with us. When we stopped the car at Cascade Springs our 110 lb dog seriously climbed into our truck through the tiny little window on the back of the cab. I have no idea how he did or what would even possess him to attempt it but it was hilarious. And he even managed to do it without stepping on the baby who was in the middle of the back seat. Crazy dog. I managed to spill an entire bottle of water in my lap so I was soaking wet all the way home. Then we saw a couple of moose which was cool. Then we saw a spider so big in the middle of the street that we could see it in the road from the truck while we were driving. That was not so cool. Yuck. It was a fun little family outing though! And even though they are nowhere near the beauty of my Colorado mountains, it was still nice to be in mountains, period.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1bE0iyzxKKG8gWfUWiAkxA0N3Siqvzdle7HuGp5WhjZP2IiCV8kG4il9xxjyWQ5scYLQrdHKDyqfkCa5xt5uvxRXpNVScJCJ_jPshIOpHTDeV22NfB7TmoJQQTBNmqEaTocqZheSbug/s1600/SDC10795.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1bE0iyzxKKG8gWfUWiAkxA0N3Siqvzdle7HuGp5WhjZP2IiCV8kG4il9xxjyWQ5scYLQrdHKDyqfkCa5xt5uvxRXpNVScJCJ_jPshIOpHTDeV22NfB7TmoJQQTBNmqEaTocqZheSbug/s320/SDC10795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526216762134301218" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-o7FaXgLuE7EE5jqcGLQUY7TgQ6a0eqZOAQRXnESrCRhvfRMXVxrz2yhzK8qo6F8R1uxgQB8AZbPBymyjX2tTUNNrqXC8yJGCZimfHHDcJFGAL-i9AOeTSz_8CKxHj_c9XYlk0Z8tw/s1600/SDC10800.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-o7FaXgLuE7EE5jqcGLQUY7TgQ6a0eqZOAQRXnESrCRhvfRMXVxrz2yhzK8qo6F8R1uxgQB8AZbPBymyjX2tTUNNrqXC8yJGCZimfHHDcJFGAL-i9AOeTSz_8CKxHj_c9XYlk0Z8tw/s320/SDC10800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526216756200703970" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSsE5UmwRtC3AE2zphbAf4dYhxJMWRRcwvImqf3WVHxciK4CaVmW8dZWA9aLbeDHL3ADW1pvVSGmqtrT2Hm3S1mtoN6U8LoqUiPMBNWSKrZ5x7Si4aaa0y1FZi185EQ6BGfw72RYYpAw/s1600/SDC10791.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSsE5UmwRtC3AE2zphbAf4dYhxJMWRRcwvImqf3WVHxciK4CaVmW8dZWA9aLbeDHL3ADW1pvVSGmqtrT2Hm3S1mtoN6U8LoqUiPMBNWSKrZ5x7Si4aaa0y1FZi185EQ6BGfw72RYYpAw/s320/SDC10791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526216748508884674" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWT175ZTMLSsJvR-0btKjceC9HLCCl5Cl4Ni0eZkmrhWQNYGijBctadEQom7poDiPFc0-Wp7h2AXpaFzZHXE-qtrBozmfzhmr66efmw0jriz0KNLX3RmTXsDi4gMJY0OIduzJK6yb2w/s1600/SDC10790.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijWT175ZTMLSsJvR-0btKjceC9HLCCl5Cl4Ni0eZkmrhWQNYGijBctadEQom7poDiPFc0-Wp7h2AXpaFzZHXE-qtrBozmfzhmr66efmw0jriz0KNLX3RmTXsDi4gMJY0OIduzJK6yb2w/s320/SDC10790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526216745516031330" border="0" /></a><br />Preston is working his butt off so that I can stay home with Cohen. I never get to see him and I feel so bad for how much stuff he is having to juggle right now but bless his heart, he never complains. I love him so much. He recently had 3 interviews, all with government programs (naval bases and air force bases) where he would get to do cool engineering jobs working on missiles and stuff, but I think we have officially decided just to go straight to grad school when he graduates in April. I think we are applying to Purdue, Cornell, Univ. of Texas, Texas A&M, Univ. of CO and Univ. of WA, as well as a couple of schools in Europe. By this time next year we really could be anywhere. It's all kind of up in the air but it will be a fun little adventure and I'm excited to get out of Provo and start off new somewhere.<br /><br />I have been blessed to be able to physically attend at least once session of every General Conference for the last 9 years that I have lived in Utah. I thought this year would end that tradition but my friend had some extra tickets she was kind enough to give us and Preston's Aunt and Uncle in Salt Lake were kind enough to watch Cohen for us so we could go. It made for a nice little date for Preston and I since we don't get out much these days and we really enjoyed ourselves. Plus I also got to see Bekah, one of my very best friends who I never get to see anymore. I hate being so far away from all of my closest friends. It's so hard living in Provo because at some point almost everyone moves away. That will be us though soon!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlxgQF29TH-1o69NfsHD0jPzQt62IfKznvwu_f5vVXldQoRr5P6C0bv27NYt4UFVDf1IZ0eXO93ffStgnrj5YSJLPV2Y7QkYHiLxjQgmI2T5c52c-MhYanUWv6P3gxA4a8u64BU1gTw/s1600/SDC10828.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxlxgQF29TH-1o69NfsHD0jPzQt62IfKznvwu_f5vVXldQoRr5P6C0bv27NYt4UFVDf1IZ0eXO93ffStgnrj5YSJLPV2Y7QkYHiLxjQgmI2T5c52c-MhYanUWv6P3gxA4a8u64BU1gTw/s320/SDC10828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526222696630584178" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikMLKPk0EdhZxTs81EfbTc5pG2k0hXAwLzEKhsXj7PRtDqT_n6IOiN4QHLN35FGZNKQNK2ypp_kcpJAkDBU4_H9U9hcr7zGl85utWQN-rAq_HKcEH-JOYQmzZjseskD6hJBvsRLnNiQw/s1600/SDC10826.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikMLKPk0EdhZxTs81EfbTc5pG2k0hXAwLzEKhsXj7PRtDqT_n6IOiN4QHLN35FGZNKQNK2ypp_kcpJAkDBU4_H9U9hcr7zGl85utWQN-rAq_HKcEH-JOYQmzZjseskD6hJBvsRLnNiQw/s320/SDC10826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526222692169186194" border="0" /></a>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-87287866891665387792010-09-08T10:06:00.003-06:002010-09-08T11:25:35.758-06:00Blessed in More Ways than One<div style="text-align: center;">This past Sunday we had little Cohen blessed at church. Most of Preston's family came into town for the occasion and it was a fun weekend. Preston did a great job with the blessing and later bore a sweet testimony which made me cry...as in sobbing, not just teary-eyed. I haven't done that in a long time, especially publicly. I am so grateful for such a sweet, tender, supportive husband who loves his family so much. A few years ago, before I met Preston, I was faced with the decision of staying in Provo a bit longer, or moving back to Colorado, which I missed terribly. I was so torn about it and spent a lot of time on my knees. I knew that no matter which choice I made, my life would move forward and I eventually would find someone to marry and start a family, etc. I knew that my Heavenly Father could see the bigger picture for my life, and knew me better than I knew myself and knew what was best for me. I prayed that I would be able to make the choice that would eventually lead me to the greatest happiness. I ended up choosing to stay in Provo (against my better judgment of course) and hoped for the best. Within 6 months I had met the man who would be my best friend and eternal companion and here we are two years later with an amazing marriage, a beautiful son, and a wonderful life filled with so many blessings every day. I am convinced that my Heavenly Father knew this is where I would find the most happiness, because I can't imagine having a life that would make me more happy than the one I've got. I am so grateful for a God who wants us to be happy and who not only hears our prayers, but loves us enough to answer them.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOwIlHoPmNz-ytDWZe3LBENK6QZ1gGSyX9Qfi7O6aPXCqyAs9WjQIBNOPG3RlANom-c7tvdU2s941c83L1ofGaNWYo0Bw2e65XIqXikuWYnkMUqWvbu3n2vtuWk4FvlEzlhHjA-SR9iA/s1600/SDC10717.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOwIlHoPmNz-ytDWZe3LBENK6QZ1gGSyX9Qfi7O6aPXCqyAs9WjQIBNOPG3RlANom-c7tvdU2s941c83L1ofGaNWYo0Bw2e65XIqXikuWYnkMUqWvbu3n2vtuWk4FvlEzlhHjA-SR9iA/s320/SDC10717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591759802728578" border="0" /></a>Me with my little man on his blessing day<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6cisLI9CL66ElPYFGxD4PAon3MtdCcYXHTbdhUNxwlJ1Z_Jm4ZlG-6S1Tfeb70mkaPED5x5abYydTA6fmWZlR81zxmjpWu1E832K-lYS8gCfjY3jznChSS1vg0a2a6uPh9_29Ygk2Hw/s1600/SDC10720.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6cisLI9CL66ElPYFGxD4PAon3MtdCcYXHTbdhUNxwlJ1Z_Jm4ZlG-6S1Tfeb70mkaPED5x5abYydTA6fmWZlR81zxmjpWu1E832K-lYS8gCfjY3jznChSS1vg0a2a6uPh9_29Ygk2Hw/s320/SDC10720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591768414234818" border="0" /></a>A little family picture (and a good reminder of why I should wear makeup!)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIZtDw77Q6B_69jNxmlMR6rYS-rIF3_nvYQqUtoLlxCj21XHhoqv9mY6UuAplxkxXpvpmW3ngOPp4IyAC-jl5YnlHXU2DCzyzgRZuXStaFjVbn_PVmOaIFWk2ouVQKKgikk2E9J0gKFQ/s1600/SDC10725.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIZtDw77Q6B_69jNxmlMR6rYS-rIF3_nvYQqUtoLlxCj21XHhoqv9mY6UuAplxkxXpvpmW3ngOPp4IyAC-jl5YnlHXU2DCzyzgRZuXStaFjVbn_PVmOaIFWk2ouVQKKgikk2E9J0gKFQ/s320/SDC10725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591774949658642" border="0" /></a>Three generations of Hennrich men<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvSGhd7Jth5-YEvapBFKQaIrckBZLaydX-iu0lf7BiOInChaGsPUyi8Eq1GJyB0MmQXoV2wgmvEVnlPzgCiX5hF0Y1LQYm_UyULJY94RcIgd2sMpz1VbX5C9WppT0lCnlX7Xj7UcS_UQ/s1600/SDC10712.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvSGhd7Jth5-YEvapBFKQaIrckBZLaydX-iu0lf7BiOInChaGsPUyi8Eq1GJyB0MmQXoV2wgmvEVnlPzgCiX5hF0Y1LQYm_UyULJY94RcIgd2sMpz1VbX5C9WppT0lCnlX7Xj7UcS_UQ/s320/SDC10712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591791415561138" border="0" /></a>Saren, Preston's sister, was nice enough to watch Cohen for us so we could go on a much needed date. We went golfing and I finally got to use my new clubs I got LAST Christmas. We both sucked bad enough that we opted not to keep score but it was fun to get some fresh air, some exercise and some quality time with my awesome hubby.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIrk5dkrM6V11BFHhUI5DMtcP_2AinH_j40hpITTugcCQY5dLrv0YzFwkIvHcvHd5iRm61Pyq_uIPPOcrQ9QIhLXWh9ulkY_5NEg9i5M57RxZWB5yqhHRF2zOsngnEMb-ovxpPKFVtQ/s1600/SDC10727.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIrk5dkrM6V11BFHhUI5DMtcP_2AinH_j40hpITTugcCQY5dLrv0YzFwkIvHcvHd5iRm61Pyq_uIPPOcrQ9QIhLXWh9ulkY_5NEg9i5M57RxZWB5yqhHRF2zOsngnEMb-ovxpPKFVtQ/s320/SDC10727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514591783196076402" border="0" /></a>This isn't the best picture but everyone always asks how Tank does with the baby and the answer is that Tank LOVES the baby. If anything we have to keep him from licking the baby and waking the baby up by sticking his nose into the car seat, swing, etc. He hates it when the baby cries. Last night we were bathing Cohen and he was screaming, as usual, and Tank was whining outside the bathroom door because he was so worried.<br /><br />Cohen, bless his cute little heart, has not been the easiest baby and I often feel like I might go crazy...but the good news is that it is getting better every week. I am slowly feeling more adjusted and more competent as a mother, thank goodness! I think he is going to smile (on purpose) any day now. It's funny how excited you get about the little things once you have a baby!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Anyways, that's the latest scoop on our happy little family. =)<br /></div><br /><br /><br /></div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-88015591869615417272010-08-22T22:31:00.007-06:002010-08-22T23:15:23.380-06:00He's Here!!!So I'm almost 3 weeks late in getting to this but let's be honest...I've been slightly preoccupied with cuter and more important things. :) We finally had our baby on August 4th at 1:30am. His name is Cohen Crowley Hennrich. He was 8lbs 7oz, 20 inches tall. I won't bore you with all the details but here is a quick run-down: We went into the hospital at 6:15am on August 3rd to be induced. I was already dilated to a 4 but the pitocin did absolutely nothing. I couldn't even feel the contractions, even though they were steady and really close together. I finally went into active labor sometime around 2:00pm, didn't dilate all the way until about 10:30pm, and pushed for 3 hours. I was so exhausted! He came out looking perfect...not all wrinkly and bruised and battered like a lot of newborns...even though they had to use a vacuum to get him out. He was adorable and we were instantly in love!<br /><br />The last couple of weeks have been quite the adjustment. I knew it would be hard but I don't think I realized how difficult it would be. It gets a little easier every day though, especially now that we are getting past those first couple of weeks. It helps that I have an absolutely amazing husband who is so supportive and involved and selfless. I definitely couldn't do this without him! I think Cohen is going to be a daddy's boy for sure. He and Preston are inseparable and Preston loves every minute of it. He is such a proud dad!<br /><br />Cohen is beautiful and sweet and we are so anxious to start seeing more of his little personality come out. He is already so alert and curious. I have a feeling he is going to be smart like his dad, and have a similar demeanor. I admit my days have been somewhat monotonous. I struggle with not having structure in my life and I often feel like I belong in a dairy barn...but I know that it's totally worth it! I look forward to the next few weeks when he starts getting into more of a routine and I can have structure again.<br /><br />We have so many cute pictures I couldn't pick just a few so there are a lot on here but oh well!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5kfixZSmo_-1ospKqHNqoN9XkpCaQVTjEf-8B6ASsnrXZyRLHj44R6S3C-Cc_plqHSQksFFXNqM_kyHbM0_j9d-6V9VrCAG2LNuYElX0Vi-cdd43GOfy9VNwCBMphD5p6IBE-C-Oqg/s1600/DSC_3196.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5kfixZSmo_-1ospKqHNqoN9XkpCaQVTjEf-8B6ASsnrXZyRLHj44R6S3C-Cc_plqHSQksFFXNqM_kyHbM0_j9d-6V9VrCAG2LNuYElX0Vi-cdd43GOfy9VNwCBMphD5p6IBE-C-Oqg/s320/DSC_3196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508464342104064962" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6TNU8dmpblO-jnMYLgYNc5UcTRs815ElM40TlTiUHoaHcFanixfIy7Bd720xDGSgcZ8yh3zXHtWLYEl_kbZ6V1EcHoVxNcbeL_GI4UarYGSs0BY0LyU7WND9_TTQ5S9-rRO2q1D3Lg/s1600/DSC_3190.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDMOP66IzQh2hfFPVaE76ss0dvKNYpEPmEnS4NONEEfmTKUiFPsuXOD-68R6S6uHwrXF-ihi5D-c0KUUsjcWHrSM7ujih2DJz3Q9Z48zxjShIlksgVaPt1w2hkPgV5ZE7dYTpqwTblzg/s320/SDC10586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508462638419898098" border="0" /></a><br />I'm sure there will be much more to come but I wanted to at least announce his arrival before he turns five! Apparently even ten minute tasks are difficult for me to get around to these days (aka, he doesn't sleep much...and when he is awake, he doesn't sit quietly by himself for very long). Hopefully that part gets better because I am terribly unproductive lately!Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-92068884377214583302010-07-13T11:23:00.003-06:002010-07-13T12:05:18.540-06:00Birthday FunI turned 29 on Friday. I think in and of itself, 29 wouldn't be so bad. It's that my husband is only 25 that suddenly makes 29 feel ancient. (Yes, I was a cradle robber, but I'm ok with that). Anyways, thanks to Preston I had a great birthday and I just wanted to post a few pictures. We got to eat breakfast together, he came home for lunch, and later he had beautiful flowers delivered to me at the house. I forgot to take pictures of the flowers but they were really pretty. That night he took me to dinner at PF Changs. I guess he really was listening all those times that I casually mentioned I was craving it. :) As mentioned before we are trying not to spend a lot of money on unnecessary things with the baby coming so soon, so I wasn't really sure what he would get me for my birthday. To my surprise at dinner he handed me a box from a jewelry store. Inside was a beautiful diamond pendant necklace. I don't actually own any nice jewelry so it was a pleasant surprise. When we were dating Preston got me a heart-shaped cubic zirconium necklace from walmart. I actually really hate heart-shaped stuff but I wore it every day for almost 3 years because I love him and it was the thought that counted. ;) It was super sweet of him to get me a new one, especially right now, and I love it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhILEopF4chnuVUdStb-Mz9fWegn0V6Tm5GvTGYBf3OMH1s14AjixjhTzxZRjmRWEinwUEa4mMd0GJ0_WZtTzd9yfNJpgT7o7iBVADP45LFvs6NaTJaI6VQW9rdM83d9kKVjAEX2KShuw/s1600/SDC10553.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhILEopF4chnuVUdStb-Mz9fWegn0V6Tm5GvTGYBf3OMH1s14AjixjhTzxZRjmRWEinwUEa4mMd0GJ0_WZtTzd9yfNJpgT7o7iBVADP45LFvs6NaTJaI6VQW9rdM83d9kKVjAEX2KShuw/s320/SDC10553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493445994923934594" border="0" /></a>I probably could have gotten a better shot if I had taken it off first, but freckles add such a nice touch, right?<br /><br />Physically I'm not good for much these days so we didn't do anything super exciting after dinner. We went to Barnes & Noble to buy some books for our coming little one and then we went home and watched a movie. It was a perfect day and I love just getting to spend time with my husband. I think I cherish it more lately because I know that soon we won't get that opportunity quite as often. Thanks for a great birthday, babe!<br /><br />This one is just because I realized we hadn't taken a picture together in a long time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFRfFDsCmO1v1VXMl9NRjvXCO3k2g7R-EyFpCIMrhOq3KTkCptuJYvKE4AcHEsg28l3dwLfcWHq_dUJYxb6h6BO_2TAVJVPeQST_QBbyLWRegPHbVCK5ODzXRrrVH4qpyngIt50seyw/s1600/SDC10562.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFRfFDsCmO1v1VXMl9NRjvXCO3k2g7R-EyFpCIMrhOq3KTkCptuJYvKE4AcHEsg28l3dwLfcWHq_dUJYxb6h6BO_2TAVJVPeQST_QBbyLWRegPHbVCK5ODzXRrrVH4qpyngIt50seyw/s320/SDC10562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493446000644609170" border="0" /></a><br />I am at 37 weeks now! It is so crazy to think that this kid could literally come at any time. I'm still nervous and terrified but slowly starting to feel more ready. It's funny how when it's you, it is such a huge deal. People go through this every day and you see them a few days later and all you see is a cute baby and smiling parents like it was nothing. It almost makes me feel dumb for making such a huge deal about it but it's such a huge life-changing event! I went in for my first weekly checkup last week (which by the way, is one of the most uncomfortable things I've ever experienced.) As of last Thursday I was dilated 1.5 cm and 50% effaced and he is head down. He hasn't dropped yet though. Hopefully when I go back in a couple of days there will have been some progress. Here are a couple of pictures of me at 37 weeks.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-pr3U_CG_U0I6dtpLp3KyufLE1E8mgjC35_vOSiKBOnacK0VXFyTLCaIeoodQZXwjB4eMQRIH6xMCot6n3_QVgM7wQsaRknD_sP0mVl9kx00jIAWSD-FkAQ4t9o6ehtL3nMUvslpgBg/s1600/37+Weeks+3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-pr3U_CG_U0I6dtpLp3KyufLE1E8mgjC35_vOSiKBOnacK0VXFyTLCaIeoodQZXwjB4eMQRIH6xMCot6n3_QVgM7wQsaRknD_sP0mVl9kx00jIAWSD-FkAQ4t9o6ehtL3nMUvslpgBg/s320/37+Weeks+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493446020735294834" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRFp1xqdQM6b-UmQKqamsTNK5RhSB93QqcGAcUk3uVyn0doW-CDqHKSSWVtesr3-MLK2K1825d8uG1WpLx84SznVw76_r5KsDBKoBg__i9GFnhPO1z_VmJauClo26rfs5KHrhPnW3HOA/s1600/37+Weeks+1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRFp1xqdQM6b-UmQKqamsTNK5RhSB93QqcGAcUk3uVyn0doW-CDqHKSSWVtesr3-MLK2K1825d8uG1WpLx84SznVw76_r5KsDBKoBg__i9GFnhPO1z_VmJauClo26rfs5KHrhPnW3HOA/s320/37+Weeks+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493446010641954610" border="0" /></a>Until next time...Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-24487347211527799182010-07-07T11:02:00.004-06:002010-07-07T12:35:19.068-06:00Summer FunWell, I'm almost 37 weeks now and I've kind of gotten to that point where I can't do a whole lot, but we are trying to have at least a little bit of fun before this baby comes. I love camping. LOVE it. I start getting itchy every year around February for summer to come just so I can go camping. We knew I would be super pregnant this summer but decided we wanted to try to go at least once anyway. An entire summer without camping just wouldn't be right. So we planned a two-day camping trip, packed up the tent, the food, and of course the dog, and headed up into the mountains. We went to a place called Tinney Flat, not even an hour away from our house, and it was beautiful. To me, camping is best when there are pine trees, aspen trees, and some water...and this had it all. The sad truth is that I am huge and uncomfortable, I can't walk for more than 10 minutes without getting horrible pains in my belly, my feet are swollen like crazy, and I get tired super fast. This means hiking, and well, pretty much every other typical camping activity were out of the question for me. So we mostly just sat around the fire looking at stars, eating roasted marshmallows, and breathing that beautifully fresh mountain air. It was so relaxing and refreshing just being up in the mountains! We live 2 minutes away from the mountains but for some reason we don't make it up there very often. Two deer even walked right into our campsite and got pretty close to us. Then Tank realized they were there and that was the end of that.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd15sW9FDZzZsQafoFHm0hWyNiB0BpypxwovbiMw3BD0Prsgq0SB43YypJeTqlwgmJ-X76Ap6jxFbXB6pdoRjUlh0LjZ09nVk9BGFB6wen1XLnow3Xf22WPFYF9DgX_-pYAtCW_rcRnA/s1600/deer+fixed.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 181px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd15sW9FDZzZsQafoFHm0hWyNiB0BpypxwovbiMw3BD0Prsgq0SB43YypJeTqlwgmJ-X76Ap6jxFbXB6pdoRjUlh0LjZ09nVk9BGFB6wen1XLnow3Xf22WPFYF9DgX_-pYAtCW_rcRnA/s320/deer+fixed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491220440009709538" border="0" /></a><br />So anyways, I felt fine all night, no sickness, no nausea, nothing...then we went to bed. I laid down and literally 2 minutes later I randomly felt like I was going to hurl. Which I did. Repeatedly-for the next couple of hours. Normally this would not be so terrible but when you feel it coming you are kind of in a hurry-so trying to get out of my sleeping bag, finding my flip flops, rolling off the air mattress, unzipping the tent door, trying to squeeze my hugeness out of it, and getting far enough away from the tent in the pitch black before losing it-became quite the ordeal. At about 1am my wonderful, amazing husband decided I shouldn't have to do that anymore so he struck camp and took me home. I was so sad about it because I really REALLY wanted to be camping, but I was secretly grateful to be home because I ended up being really sick all night and it would have been pretty miserable if we had stayed. I know he wasn't thrilled about it either but it's just one more thing that shows how much he loves me and I really appreciated it.<br /><br />Later the next day I felt better so we took Tank back up to the lake so we could teach him how to swim and be a real mountain dog. At first Preston would go in the water and gently pull his leash but Tank would grab the leash in his mouth and try to pull Preston back to shore instead. it was kind of cute.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKdDQAfh8eJKJUiLOWAIN0OJTxzB9UmB66WfnISP7vCinbylPYrKdE8X_F4HaM40X47rS3DjVFzzEyvL8SKfLu_VHHKpjRl1CPftTSmI6bt70wz2eOzzqqZn0Yfn7lCDXlUwQkMjDJMg/s1600/SDC10495.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKdDQAfh8eJKJUiLOWAIN0OJTxzB9UmB66WfnISP7vCinbylPYrKdE8X_F4HaM40X47rS3DjVFzzEyvL8SKfLu_VHHKpjRl1CPftTSmI6bt70wz2eOzzqqZn0Yfn7lCDXlUwQkMjDJMg/s320/SDC10495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491220430760541106" border="0" /></a><br />The first time we got him to actually go in, he was so scared he clawed the heck out of Preston.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKCLXqKSRVCipx0tWwoRfgEzjyJb7KH191MsosYVUZOuZzklNRKEtLkpjsm-DTmJ7eTMokxLJNU-Y75TNyPHZBg2lH_esUAolgsarrjDI0ShwDmDPhuZsAQDbpMZ8fMQyFnJkvGaXZCg/s1600/SDC10503.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKCLXqKSRVCipx0tWwoRfgEzjyJb7KH191MsosYVUZOuZzklNRKEtLkpjsm-DTmJ7eTMokxLJNU-Y75TNyPHZBg2lH_esUAolgsarrjDI0ShwDmDPhuZsAQDbpMZ8fMQyFnJkvGaXZCg/s320/SDC10503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491220458021281522" border="0" /></a>But finally we got him to do it. I think he even enjoyed it a little. This picture made me laugh.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUYSjAF7cmSqCB4W6TXOy5RrP5CH-smB6LWK773qVEgF8bL1B6DX5W6NUY0qS9EhWZgPPCxGnaEiFMaj4SlSG7YoH33kNyClP5cZ-OWujcq4qLgGrWhmsl8jhYrKyp2IWCslb0pCOZbw/s1600/SDC10500.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUYSjAF7cmSqCB4W6TXOy5RrP5CH-smB6LWK773qVEgF8bL1B6DX5W6NUY0qS9EhWZgPPCxGnaEiFMaj4SlSG7YoH33kNyClP5cZ-OWujcq4qLgGrWhmsl8jhYrKyp2IWCslb0pCOZbw/s320/SDC10500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491220467351624322" border="0" /></a>In other exciting news...drum roll please....I FINALLY finished the nursery. I don't know why but it took forever for the "nesting" thing to kick in for me, and then when it did I went crazy. I'm not really the cutesy, theme type person so the nursery isn't super cute and exciting but it's done. Mostly. It still needs some stuff on the walls so it's not so boring. We had extra furniture in the garage that I decided I would refinish, rather than spending a million dollars buying matching stuff. Unfortunately, I never quite got ambitious enough to do it, so the furniture doesn't match. Oh well, it still works and the kid will never know, right? So even though it's not perfect yet, here are some pics of the nursery.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie01uppcfGhn9zfvWpaoZRUf9-MMy6fWkT1PwZzs7hsPdureCI97EngW-HbemdZGBw6Fw3GvyhkoL7fQVfw5iodqyvho-5oBnrAjwTzApTUHlAeOHwlPIV6f67VslDkVRBNVUigpvvRw/s1600/SDC10533.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie01uppcfGhn9zfvWpaoZRUf9-MMy6fWkT1PwZzs7hsPdureCI97EngW-HbemdZGBw6Fw3GvyhkoL7fQVfw5iodqyvho-5oBnrAjwTzApTUHlAeOHwlPIV6f67VslDkVRBNVUigpvvRw/s320/SDC10533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491231684121308738" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6HegtuJC5t7HkLX3DNAhQww16TiOkA6jpj3E0C4Hjk_D0dfa8MFOf9mfk4xzE52Qip-Hd2NUkJs2xzSN9WvaV3HDW62NacVCL6KlpqbNfCwiXYtCCzzOzhleOy4ijKGdOVXR0xmKY2A/s1600/SDC10534.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6HegtuJC5t7HkLX3DNAhQww16TiOkA6jpj3E0C4Hjk_D0dfa8MFOf9mfk4xzE52Qip-Hd2NUkJs2xzSN9WvaV3HDW62NacVCL6KlpqbNfCwiXYtCCzzOzhleOy4ijKGdOVXR0xmKY2A/s320/SDC10534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491231698445189330" border="0" /></a>P.S. I made the stencils for this myself. We didn't want to spend money ordering vinyl lettering, or buying 4 different types of stencils from the store (to get all the different fonts and sizes I wanted) so I made them myself. It took me a couple of days but I'm pretty proud of how it turned out!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibHNPZOpiyN8bADP44SI7FI4rd8corpV7bHxblA6fOa5DfijFOM_-d3vS_Skz1rtwpzXc0O38hgxnnW3cT2y9WxI9h4YcDGsctYCIDiraOZfZT24V2OXSKzUV1JY-lgq1K0i-LyLZUOA/s1600/SDC10536.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibHNPZOpiyN8bADP44SI7FI4rd8corpV7bHxblA6fOa5DfijFOM_-d3vS_Skz1rtwpzXc0O38hgxnnW3cT2y9WxI9h4YcDGsctYCIDiraOZfZT24V2OXSKzUV1JY-lgq1K0i-LyLZUOA/s320/SDC10536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491231704067577138" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4F8t44otbKvKaeiFGXUqo0836yObA_PSaMy37lLbRpNM6hoT7o97L5e0WH13SiZHnPbH2RqJLSlopZdjDMTor_2UWJWqVhLHH4FE8O99Jh88RU62MH6XXd8E6HDyCdwwxlgGTuVv0pQ/s1600/SDC10544.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4F8t44otbKvKaeiFGXUqo0836yObA_PSaMy37lLbRpNM6hoT7o97L5e0WH13SiZHnPbH2RqJLSlopZdjDMTor_2UWJWqVhLHH4FE8O99Jh88RU62MH6XXd8E6HDyCdwwxlgGTuVv0pQ/s320/SDC10544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491231713142891378" border="0" /></a>This side of the room isn't as exciting or pretty but it works.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">It is such a relief to finally have things organized and know that we have all of the basic stuff we will need. I feel so much more at ease now. I'm probably jinxing us by saying this but both Preston and I kind of feel like this little guy might just come a little early. I guess we will see. Now I just need to pack a hospital bag and we will be set! <br /></div></div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-32874779066583030432010-06-30T11:06:00.006-06:002010-06-30T12:06:06.010-06:00Surprising Myself...And everyone else, I'm sure. So all of my big ambitions and intentions I had of being crafty and becoming a better housewife came to a screeching halt with my 3rd trimester. I almost never make dinner anymore. Cooking is the last thing in the world that I want to do everyday. By the time evening rolls around I'm exhausted, have no appetite, and my house is 1,000 degrees (we have no AC.) I'm so grateful for a husband who, a) knows how to cook, b) likes doing it, c) is good at it, and d) does it without complaint. He really is so good to me. Not to be all mushy or cheesy but I really do have an amazing husband and I am so lucky every day. Preston, if you read this...thanks for everything!<br /><br />Regardless of my recent lack of ambition, I have managed to accomplish a couple of things. For starters, I made my very first made-from-scratch pie ever. (I've only ever attempted pie like twice in my life and both times I used store bought crust. I'm lazy like that.) But this time I even made my own crust so I was proud of myself. So here is a picture of my strawberry-rhubarb pie. It doesn't look that pretty but it turned out pretty good!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbaRfJFO5psprck-T1VdKxL3mLK9p3scUcCAm13FNtzf_j83m3JbBbV9027wxiLj8XuZ1GaxLFEfudRzaG05G_oOkFkOzDwmcBUuIF1hbdiAujdEZIcfuDMRAH5XsfEO_zBD3RrKclsQ/s1600/SDC10489.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbaRfJFO5psprck-T1VdKxL3mLK9p3scUcCAm13FNtzf_j83m3JbBbV9027wxiLj8XuZ1GaxLFEfudRzaG05G_oOkFkOzDwmcBUuIF1hbdiAujdEZIcfuDMRAH5XsfEO_zBD3RrKclsQ/s320/SDC10489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488617048326541458" border="0" /></a>The next thing I did was decide to become a "coupon user". Preston and I are tightwads and already live super frugally but with a baby coming we wanted to find other ways we could cut back on our budget. We decided we could possibly cut our food spending down if I start learning how to use coupons the right way. I was a little hesitant at first because I was afraid I would have to be obsessive in order for it to make a difference. I am pleased to announce, however, that in spending maybe half an hour of my time each week, I have been able to save us almost $200 just in the last month. I'm pretty proud of myself, I'm not gonna lie. I love saving money. I've felt really bad since losing my job so this is a way I can still feel like I'm kind of contributing, if that makes any sense.<br /><br />The other thing I finally accomplished was clearing out the room we want to use for the nursery and painting it. We went through 3 different bedding sets and 3 different paint colors before I was finally satisfied. (Did I mention I have a really patient husband? I love you Preston!) I don't have pictures of it yet because I still need to paint a couple more things and then arrange furniture and organize stuff. It's taken me awhile but I think I'm finally nesting. It's driving me nuts that it isn't perfect yet! Not to mention the fact that I have only 5 weeks til the due date. If this kid decides to come early I will probably have a panic attack because of my lack of readiness! Anyways, moral of the story is that I will get my butt in gear, finish the nursery, and THEN post some pictures.<br /><br />Our garden and flowers are all doing well this year. I feel like it is such a blessing to have a house with a yard that we can take care of and grow things in. It's something we both really enjoy and that we can do together. My handy little husband built some nice looking fences to keep our ginormous dog from digging in the garden and flowers. It turned out really nice, as things usually do when made by Preston.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIrWZinWlBkMOrplJfxCQq9HB9QOXAZfb94oXDK6XRk-uy6NAwwwKuq4gizqyNbpFJ107VASU8x_UdtvvVF7qu2dkRtX0cAvpmvffo_-RYH5uPVNaRUqWRF6svEIzAqnzXmMzQhYDPow/s1600/SDC10455.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIrWZinWlBkMOrplJfxCQq9HB9QOXAZfb94oXDK6XRk-uy6NAwwwKuq4gizqyNbpFJ107VASU8x_UdtvvVF7qu2dkRtX0cAvpmvffo_-RYH5uPVNaRUqWRF6svEIzAqnzXmMzQhYDPow/s320/SDC10455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488620502631229010" border="0" /></a>I love Columbines<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFzR8Sl-6y-GyCvnuAAWGQNqGtvT8ilyerqA5R2w1y93nCrMDMrzautNLag5D1mdrC_h6E2VHXLfCVACP-ySWBS7lHNwkkxq2t9o4QkmVTq7ydU7sGRFZLxgOZ3qTJgYJ4JRIC-1APw/s1600/SDC10419.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFzR8Sl-6y-GyCvnuAAWGQNqGtvT8ilyerqA5R2w1y93nCrMDMrzautNLag5D1mdrC_h6E2VHXLfCVACP-ySWBS7lHNwkkxq2t9o4QkmVTq7ydU7sGRFZLxgOZ3qTJgYJ4JRIC-1APw/s320/SDC10419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488620489122945298" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ9xMekOIJmBvqmBs-o36AVA_XH2-oI27Xn1DAjAxmtC6GFHbKfFgktais4hx7vvFpsrusqzY448-4I5i-lydPOeo4WgyT1fawqcSpNhlHIrh8O-q1CTHHdXkwTO1QiiJ1Ffe6Q-ViUw/s1600/SDC10456.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ9xMekOIJmBvqmBs-o36AVA_XH2-oI27Xn1DAjAxmtC6GFHbKfFgktais4hx7vvFpsrusqzY448-4I5i-lydPOeo4WgyT1fawqcSpNhlHIrh8O-q1CTHHdXkwTO1QiiJ1Ffe6Q-ViUw/s320/SDC10456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488620483362660946" border="0" /></a>P.S. I know most people don't really care about all this stuff but I'm bored so I'm putting it on here anyway. :) Also, our dog isn't nearly as interesting to you as he is to us but until we have an actual kid to post pictures of, I feel somewhat entitled to post pictures of our dog. We think he is pretty funny. For some reason completely unknown to us, he is terrified of the hose. Yes, our 110 lb dog is scared of water. If we get the hose out to water our plants he runs and hides either behind the grill, under a chair, or in the house.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAWKO4JTg2ZNKTPETJBqLIVuOJpRjS_bJYv8XGjx1aQJM5i8AozinstvaRe07lq191HB_qfz0omtf9lM4UrUNAoO0nva-c6JmgaWdhJ9jSwVz0GwNvEKDO10wl_U-cBYAyIxsBgeePcQ/s1600/SDC10422.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAWKO4JTg2ZNKTPETJBqLIVuOJpRjS_bJYv8XGjx1aQJM5i8AozinstvaRe07lq191HB_qfz0omtf9lM4UrUNAoO0nva-c6JmgaWdhJ9jSwVz0GwNvEKDO10wl_U-cBYAyIxsBgeePcQ/s320/SDC10422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488622612228903266" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWbhrzlNdV_-eZI2irifO1KPMdxerfZF4fctS2bRgJhYfG8yjVdbLbMKR21k4PQ9DYD_l2op00n8y0pEJML-9KR1B56ZPSiJFwttdjRkRbgw3IlLyQqn-NTKBWtWThmdPwR6MSIQiJvw/s1600/SDC10423.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWbhrzlNdV_-eZI2irifO1KPMdxerfZF4fctS2bRgJhYfG8yjVdbLbMKR21k4PQ9DYD_l2op00n8y0pEJML-9KR1B56ZPSiJFwttdjRkRbgw3IlLyQqn-NTKBWtWThmdPwR6MSIQiJvw/s320/SDC10423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488622621436130162" border="0" /></a>One of the reasons we got a dog like Tank was because we want a cool dog we can take camping who will romp around in the mountains with us and jump in the lake. We can't have a dog afraid of water! Plus we need to be able to bathe him. So we went and bought a little kiddie pool (as much for me as for the dog...I am a walking furnace these days!), and have been trying to slowly get him over his fear. It took us 45 minutes to get him to even step in it. Once he was in all he would do is paw at the water, creating bubbles, and then try to bite at the bubbles. He refused to lay down or sit in the water, but at least he was playing in it right? I tried to post a video of Tank in the pool but I couldn't get it to work so here is just a boring picture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDIb_pzaTRiHcZYbko1GvOhZ6tiNphXkg7BU5xxxcxqu9J15gP2LHwHwKAjqD_Jlfsj5IB27A_pUShuTNV5_DXuXGuNcX5jZQwPmzWFQhXD0C5vU6OHWNoHUdmXzDBJFY6FOTZX8EUQg/s1600/SDC10488.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDIb_pzaTRiHcZYbko1GvOhZ6tiNphXkg7BU5xxxcxqu9J15gP2LHwHwKAjqD_Jlfsj5IB27A_pUShuTNV5_DXuXGuNcX5jZQwPmzWFQhXD0C5vU6OHWNoHUdmXzDBJFY6FOTZX8EUQg/s320/SDC10488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488629328558483490" border="0" /></a><br />And just because I think these are funny too, here are some pics of how our random dog chooses to sleep. He's so weird but we love him.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii04cNlQr2ddQZJbQdLSCdDiUiivMwhhi-tJxVLi_efxRsFtESoNPMwrt-QOCBYDsegov6wrV9ss4EMAe8ryR0Urjj9bh2-s7A4oAbT-wQNB7W-OIh6Y7M6BtV87PkwCyUB-5_C9i09w/s1600/SDC10470.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii04cNlQr2ddQZJbQdLSCdDiUiivMwhhi-tJxVLi_efxRsFtESoNPMwrt-QOCBYDsegov6wrV9ss4EMAe8ryR0Urjj9bh2-s7A4oAbT-wQNB7W-OIh6Y7M6BtV87PkwCyUB-5_C9i09w/s320/SDC10470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488622637684267634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIfYloCrGLFYNqRC1a1p76mZxqd7-8b71k0RuK3Jtf-uXNqs2V2t4ys5QMBxq2DYwpZ_TCJ95BmdDHgYKQzZQjEsOQrQZIa7OuNXdcmATKXR1phHDsD2kcSkVmQsPRDZq1NIO-ybjUQ/s1600/SDC10457.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIfYloCrGLFYNqRC1a1p76mZxqd7-8b71k0RuK3Jtf-uXNqs2V2t4ys5QMBxq2DYwpZ_TCJ95BmdDHgYKQzZQjEsOQrQZIa7OuNXdcmATKXR1phHDsD2kcSkVmQsPRDZq1NIO-ybjUQ/s320/SDC10457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488622627654236258" border="0" /></a>Okay, now that you've vowed never to read our blog again, I will finally end. Since I only blog every few weeks anyway, maybe next time it will be about our kid!Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-78875632803029724352010-06-14T11:23:00.004-06:002010-06-14T12:04:03.722-06:00Where Does The Time Go?Is it just me or is time flying by lately? I guess summer usually does that, unfortunately. In a way I guess it's good that time is not dragging by now that I'm this close to having a baby, but part of me isn't ready yet so it's freaking me out a little. So far everything is continuing to go well with the pregnancy. I'm definitely starting to get more uncomfortable but it hasn't become intolerable yet. I seriously am getting bigger every day though. I noticed yesterday that if I'm standing straight at the sink I have a hard time reaching the handles to turn the water on. I have to turn sideways so my belly doesn't make me so far away. Preston used to mock me and say that when I attempt to roll over in bed at night, it's like I have to make a 4 point turn. The last week or two it's become more of a 6 point turn. Preston has to help me out of the couch. A couple of weeks ago I could still go outside and pull weeds but not so much anymore. I have completely lost my appetite (so sad, since we all know how much I love food) and I NEVER feel like cooking anymore. Poor Preston. Anyways, here are some recent pictures, then I will stop complaining and move on to other things. Oh and P.S. thank you so much to all of you who commented on my last post. It honestly was a huge help and gave me a lot of good information!<br /><br />So this was me only 3 weeks ago at 30 Weeks:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34pEnigtEpCet9mQYMKg-x62LaqQv-BdtVritmhnM95l4cMlrsptxclVU7NA5AYVIPNdPI-wR5-T0I2nvfR8KNhqmF5pgzZoPxS2ICg_X9IsuMK3JRA-QfAOFr9NElRfhJnUS2sImxA/s1600/30+Weeks+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh34pEnigtEpCet9mQYMKg-x62LaqQv-BdtVritmhnM95l4cMlrsptxclVU7NA5AYVIPNdPI-wR5-T0I2nvfR8KNhqmF5pgzZoPxS2ICg_X9IsuMK3JRA-QfAOFr9NElRfhJnUS2sImxA/s320/30+Weeks+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482684646103722898" border="0" /></a><br />The next two are pics of me just yesterday at 33 weeks. I am so much bigger! If I keep growing at this rate I'm not going to be able to move by the time I hit 40 weeks!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaxNpJ6btgaBuexypP0h1YAVMD2bvHT_im4on442XYnN14Ds0rHP9675ciiu9djGoQ3iMTKi84fQzYyLx81veD6RozSdinpJk8VoeZTww6cxOrEvuteNpWno7erW7eH9_wgjDaEezK2Q/s1600/SDC10439.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaxNpJ6btgaBuexypP0h1YAVMD2bvHT_im4on442XYnN14Ds0rHP9675ciiu9djGoQ3iMTKi84fQzYyLx81veD6RozSdinpJk8VoeZTww6cxOrEvuteNpWno7erW7eH9_wgjDaEezK2Q/s320/SDC10439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482684665909746994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI5mHKXzyk86ki774GYZEYLW0467WUCug6z8s0g30CB9JJ8ZtHNrUTkDEsU58HFGXYGZ2jtFbmZj7q5HMD7yqjLPWQUvSDHjnz4vyLR6QbbH7LEOTVCYKRgnwn70uyB1B0jJub_hQATQ/s1600/SDC10438.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI5mHKXzyk86ki774GYZEYLW0467WUCug6z8s0g30CB9JJ8ZtHNrUTkDEsU58HFGXYGZ2jtFbmZj7q5HMD7yqjLPWQUvSDHjnz4vyLR6QbbH7LEOTVCYKRgnwn70uyB1B0jJub_hQATQ/s320/SDC10438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482684654957250130" border="0" /></a>I'm getting more and more nervous that I'm going to have a ginormous baby. (I was a pretty big baby myself so my fears are legitimate). I guess we will see soon!<br /><br />So onto other things that probably aren't very exciting to anyone but us...Preston's cute little brother, Holton, got baptized last weekend and asked Preston to confirm him, so we took a little trip up to Rexburg for the baptism. It was fun to get away from Provo, even if just for a couple of days, and it was good to see his family. Holton is a hilarious kid so we always enjoy spending time with him. Here are some pics from that trip.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOO20tFRHunAHgkOk-cNcGO7a9270FByWYODHm0I6WPFcynNK1h_yKQhS7YDcDlYcVPP9ybKxIU_cmCNGhyphenhyphenUOIhXZFNs-tyqjduCXJuMFyU9Ca1GGbw97Uv1XxmCvHWERj3ru1IZFCA/s1600/SDC10428.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEOO20tFRHunAHgkOk-cNcGO7a9270FByWYODHm0I6WPFcynNK1h_yKQhS7YDcDlYcVPP9ybKxIU_cmCNGhyphenhyphenUOIhXZFNs-tyqjduCXJuMFyU9Ca1GGbw97Uv1XxmCvHWERj3ru1IZFCA/s320/SDC10428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482684672010138594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHsHfmkxuwIteUXi0PAzCJwnn5rnUEP7SBdLrtmvYKWWXaBf6JWiH-GTwiUQ5WBnang40e_Zf3zqpBR-eYEnhegs5hKsK5KhKqBlqwfWB5v3UKXzTOpyR2dowt_b-qwu36DVmE6Rtowg/s1600/SDC10429.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHsHfmkxuwIteUXi0PAzCJwnn5rnUEP7SBdLrtmvYKWWXaBf6JWiH-GTwiUQ5WBnang40e_Zf3zqpBR-eYEnhegs5hKsK5KhKqBlqwfWB5v3UKXzTOpyR2dowt_b-qwu36DVmE6Rtowg/s320/SDC10429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482686605934369554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYcrKAbZm01UVZ98XKbQJhLwlrUiTxBcpqaljelOv-TZOBrIV38t63gGsOBtdk1c-sNtUpZ-cnc-2AxOk5NFzVoeOUbIkQjl2dQ3pHBxzKTvNqHM0no0_xqHLTDyaWYzdywih0iBsCFw/s1600/SDC10434.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYcrKAbZm01UVZ98XKbQJhLwlrUiTxBcpqaljelOv-TZOBrIV38t63gGsOBtdk1c-sNtUpZ-cnc-2AxOk5NFzVoeOUbIkQjl2dQ3pHBxzKTvNqHM0no0_xqHLTDyaWYzdywih0iBsCFw/s320/SDC10434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482686622773494130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLccsB46aB6sq_qyBB689vJY3RmuRurQe9u-XxKYj1LwAzpQ6eXMoI-sl5Y9xR5iBFAlN1wN0DXmyCpN1z2EbuN-6PrkKx7s53O8D7FARfZawb8u4lIyEJ-vTBONnG3td34eIpyO9f8w/s1600/SDC10432.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLccsB46aB6sq_qyBB689vJY3RmuRurQe9u-XxKYj1LwAzpQ6eXMoI-sl5Y9xR5iBFAlN1wN0DXmyCpN1z2EbuN-6PrkKx7s53O8D7FARfZawb8u4lIyEJ-vTBONnG3td34eIpyO9f8w/s320/SDC10432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482686643890986418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCV08brapJb_Jviqr7q4KCcOi2uoI4uWPFGkJ8EtdWvBZXSqyeB6oD3dNEl5mQohZ0FyNyv9ZvJ6Z-O7130_1Q3SzTIEzIb_54noE-blYKK5-ZwmBGxFXgFmvEzPoxmS5KONJeaiIHuQ/s1600/SDC10431.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCV08brapJb_Jviqr7q4KCcOi2uoI4uWPFGkJ8EtdWvBZXSqyeB6oD3dNEl5mQohZ0FyNyv9ZvJ6Z-O7130_1Q3SzTIEzIb_54noE-blYKK5-ZwmBGxFXgFmvEzPoxmS5KONJeaiIHuQ/s320/SDC10431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482686636837765202" border="0" /></a><br />So when Preston and I first got married we traveled all the time. Literally it averaged out to like one trip a month. I think even now, having been married for just over 2 years, we have been on like 20 trips together. I love it. Sadly, the last year has been much busier than usual, and especially with the pregnancy and me losing my job, we just haven't had a chance to do any cool stuff. I wanted so badly to have one last little getaway with just Preston before this baby comes but it just wasn't going to happen. Sometimes I get so itchy to get out of Provo for a bit. Can you blame me? Anyways, Preston knew I was bummed about this so on our way home from Rexburg we stopped and stayed the night at a B&B in Lava Hot Springs so we could have one more night away from Provo and spend a little time together with no responsibilities or projects, etc. We didn't do anything grand or exciting but it was so nice to just be able to talk and relax and be somewhere else. I honestly had such a great time with him. Bless my wonderful husband! I love him so much. ( I just realized we didn't take a single picture of our getaway. Sad.)<br /><br />Okay, so I have just one more thing. Preston and I have been terrible at trying to come up with a name for this baby. Boy names are hard for some reason! We really want something that is unique enough that he won't have the same name as half the kids in his class, but not so unique that he gets made fun of for the rest of his life. There have been names that I have liked but none that I have totally loved. Anyways, there are 2 names that we have been considering but we can't seem to agree on how we would spell them. I would like some opinions on that. Here are the 2 names and their various spellings:<br /><br />a. Brayden<br />b. Braydon<br />c. Braeden<br />d. Braedon<br />e. Braden<br />(also, is this name more popular than I realize? I keep hearing it more and more.)<br /><br />a. Trevin<br />b. Treven<br />c. Trevon<br />d. Trevan<br /><br />Anyways, I'd love to hear your thoughts. And if any of you have any other grand ideas for unique but still cool baby boy names, I'd love to hear those too!Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-28161372511691124402010-05-21T12:13:00.002-06:002010-05-21T13:02:03.311-06:00FeedbackOk, so I am the first person to admit that I have never been a great decision maker. Not in the sense that I don't have the ability to make good decisions. More in the sense that I over analyze every little detail of every decision until it becomes much more complicated than it ever needed to be, then becoming a ridiculous and completely unnecessary source of stress in my life. Why do I do this to myself? No one really knows. The sad thing is that I think it has gotten worse since I have been pregnant. I keep stressing myself out about these stupid little details that don't matter at all. I'm pretty sure poor Preston thinks I have gone off the deep end. I watch him try really hard not to smile too big or break out in laughter when I relate these "issues" to him. I'm lucky to be with such a nice boy who will not only put up with my quirks, but makes the effort to not make me feel bad about them. :) I'll be honest though, sometimes my worries are so ridiculous he can't help but look at me with the "ok, you've officially lost it" look on his face. Can you blame him?<br /><br />So I'm slowly becoming more aware of the fact that I am having this baby in like 10 weeks and I have done nothing to prepare. Well, that's not entirely true. I finally ordered a crib and Preston bought me this cute bedding I really wanted for our Anniversary last weekend. But that's it. No shopping done. No names picked out. Finally decided on a date for the baby shower but haven't registered yet, nor decided where I even want to register. Babies R Us is so expensive and overpriced but it has such a better selection. Decisions, decisions. It's a miracle that I'm even letting someone throw me a baby shower. If you know me at all you know that bridal and baby showers are the bane of my existence. If I have shown up to a shower for you (or missed it with a legitimate excuse), know that you are very loved and should feel incredibly special. <br /><br />Anyways...one of the reasons that I have put off shopping is that, well, I'm a tightwad. Losing my job has made it even worse. The thought of spending money, especially as much money as baby stuff costs, makes me cringe. I do need to suck it up and start getting ready though, so I thought I would ask for some help from all you experienced mothers out there.<br /><br />First thing I want to know is...what things do you really actually use and love and are glad you have vs. things that just end up sitting in a closet somewhere? I don't want to buy more stuff than is necessary. For example, a lot of people say don't bother with a changing table because you end up just changing them on the floor or bed or wherever you are anyway. Makes sense. Some people say don't bother with a little bathtub thing. I want to hear what you all have to say about what you can't live without, and what has been a waste for you.<br /><br />Second, as I begin my shopping/registering, I want to get some advice on which products you like best. Obviously we want to keep things inexpensive but we are also not willing to sacrifice on safety, durability or sturdiness. If there are certain brands that are cheap and flimsy that we should avoid, feel free to tell me!<br /><br />I want to start stocking up on diapers. Most women I talk to prefer Huggies hands down, a couple have said Pampers, and one or two have said the Target brand. Which have worked best for you?<br /><br />Strollers. I think I am leaning towards a jogging stroller. Any thoughts on regular vs jogging or which brand seems to be the best value? Is it worth it to get a whole travel system, or just get a stroller that is compatible with a carseat if you want to use it like that?<br /><br />Carseats. Safety is obviously my first priority and I've researched this one a lot. Other than safety I've wondered which handle type is most convenient. The regular bowed handle, the bowed handle with a vertical bar down the middle, or the new triangle shaped handle?<br /><br />Rocking Chair/Glider. How much does it really get used?<br /><br />Pack N' Play/Playard things-Worth it to have around? We travel a lot because all of our family live out of state. Seems like it would be nice but....just one more thing to buy. Is it gross to buy one of these used?<br /><br />Breast pump. I've heard the dual electronic ones are best. There are just so many options out there and some are so expensive! Any recommendations on ones you've loved/hated?<br /><br />Bottles. Does it really make a difference what kind you get? Do the curved neck ones really reduce gas and stuff like they claim? I've heard people talk about the different nipples being better on some than others. Any preferences?<br /><br />Diaper Genie/Diaper Champ type things. Yes, no? I hate walking into a house that perpetually smells like diapers. I know myself well enough to know that I'm not going to take each dirty diaper out to the outside trash all the time. Do these really hide the smell? What other solutions do people use?<br /><br />We have been given a swing but I've also heard that some babies love those little vibrating chair things. (I have no idea what they are called). Is one of those worth getting?<br /><br />On-Body Carrier things. Baby Bjorns, backpack thingies, Moby Wraps...what do you find works best or is safest for the baby?<br /><br />P.S. after years of hearing the word "bumbo chair" I finally got up the guts to tell my friends I had no idea what they were talking about and asked what it was. Hahaha, I feel so much better not having to pretend anymore!<br /><br />I have also suddenly spawned a million questions like, "how the heck do you get poo stains out of clothes and sheets?" I can barely get food stains out of my own clothes (which happens at pretty much every meal now, by the way). Also, I am currently reading Healthy Sleep Habits, Happy Child because it has been highly recommended by a lot of people. Any other book suggestions that have been helpful to you?<br /><br />I can't think of any other specific questions right now but feel free to offer any advice you have! As you can see, I know nothing. Now, logically I realize that all kids are different and what works for one may not work for another. I also realize that all the things I don't know now are things that I will learn as I go, and that if I'm lucky, might even kick in instinctively when I become a mother. However, all logic aside, I am a semi-panicked pregnant woman so please humor me. :)<br /><br />Thanks all! If you don't want to post your comments on here you can email me your thoughts at crowley.amber@gmail.com.Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-27308903767479249002010-05-07T10:39:00.004-06:002010-05-07T11:31:18.715-06:00Ah, to be domestic....I wonder what that would be like. I have to confess, there is a small, secret part of me that wishes I could be one of those amazing women who knows how to do all things crafty and then accomplish it like it required no effort whatsoever. Don't act modest, you all know who you are. I guess the good news is that even though it may be small, at least I'm starting to have a desire right? I mean, if you've known me at all throughout my life, you know that's progress. I guess it also helps that I have nothing to do all day, not to mention the fact that I'm finally starting to get the nesting bug. Preston suggested I make a quilt for our baby. Ha. Cute boy. Does he not know me at all? So precious. :) The last time I made a quilt was my senior year of high school and they had to tear it apart and start over because I messed it up so bad.<br /><br />Anyways, the point of this rambling is that in my last post I proclaimed that I was going to use this time off work, pre-baby, to at least attempt learning to like things like baking and being crafty. I am pleased to report that while I didn't do much, I did make the effort.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdoy5XnkYuN2M15oeOH3I1H-KhnDMf5-JLawu5mewFwx3HSBaKZwRTp0xnleWZnT4gD3o3z3UVbHqpmLnMvraREleYhrdcsqvISKpwYtYVGyYal39-K57k0Gyg6UFixvIK8PZ6JBvyoQ/s1600/SDC10389.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdoy5XnkYuN2M15oeOH3I1H-KhnDMf5-JLawu5mewFwx3HSBaKZwRTp0xnleWZnT4gD3o3z3UVbHqpmLnMvraREleYhrdcsqvISKpwYtYVGyYal39-K57k0Gyg6UFixvIK8PZ6JBvyoQ/s320/SDC10389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468571972774929906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: georgia;">Yep, living proof that I actually baked something. It is such a rare occasion around here, Preston felt he had to document it. :) </span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8e3eqANB350oe0VHCQzbxpMPg7LavU0UpJJZZ50kaMuAblvECSSDL4kLyt16FVSQ60IrD0Mf7loYO4eCJIkoX-L6spVw67KAfhsAzKEVKrF8vaNOm4js0scjahDC-5VHL8C6_sRUKmA/s1600/SDC10396.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8e3eqANB350oe0VHCQzbxpMPg7LavU0UpJJZZ50kaMuAblvECSSDL4kLyt16FVSQ60IrD0Mf7loYO4eCJIkoX-L6spVw67KAfhsAzKEVKrF8vaNOm4js0scjahDC-5VHL8C6_sRUKmA/s320/SDC10396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468571976799147442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The finished product. Sadly, this is probably the easiest cake in the world to make but hey, I made it right!? And Preston loved it so that's all that matters!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Next was a project I've been wanting to do almost since we got married. When we went to Europe last year we specifically took pictures of all the letters found in HENNRICH from hotels, street signs, etc. I found an old shelf in the garage, cut it down, sanded and painted it, drilled holes and added knobs. (Let's face it, if you want to motivate me to do a "craft" include things like drills and saws). Too bad it took me a year to get around to finally putting it all together but here is the finished product!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnVgf9pQq35ER47075Ec0Gr5Uz-K1e0m8Wg_66E2ewGjOZgvBLbEbOQvb57Su-YzRjk9drZQYeN3MYygSX7FL5adfwjXzR1W0T5SoerRwk99Bd108bYmoktrKx75D2W6o88hVVh2yZrQ/s1600/SDC10412.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnVgf9pQq35ER47075Ec0Gr5Uz-K1e0m8Wg_66E2ewGjOZgvBLbEbOQvb57Su-YzRjk9drZQYeN3MYygSX7FL5adfwjXzR1W0T5SoerRwk99Bd108bYmoktrKx75D2W6o88hVVh2yZrQ/s320/SDC10412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468571991549068786" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">P.S. It's about time I put some wedding pictures up too. Sheesh, I suck. And the middle picture is an oil painting of the Prague skyline that we bought there and I love it! I am so happy to finally have it up.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">This is a random side note and totally unrelated to anything but we have been taking Tank to obedience classes and last week we had him weighed. 108 lbs. Yep, that's right...we have a dog that weighs 108 lbs! We knew he was a big dog but my goodness! He is such a gentle giant though. He seriously is the sweetest, friendliest, people loving dog (almost too much sometimes) and he loves to cuddle. I joke not when I say he still tries to sit on my lap. He is so pretty and we always get so many compliments on him. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4gzDWBIRWk7rF6CRYZ72m7Y5LqLoq_jpiSXnlxLlaWI9-708MXkxEf8RHGdBcs05UClENmIUUF4lhhBsF-I_br8W1GW94hEd3muunDL3DNpWLIj0R5B5j749_E4tLlcz-cHfrHrWJCw/s1600/SDC10400.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4gzDWBIRWk7rF6CRYZ72m7Y5LqLoq_jpiSXnlxLlaWI9-708MXkxEf8RHGdBcs05UClENmIUUF4lhhBsF-I_br8W1GW94hEd3muunDL3DNpWLIj0R5B5j749_E4tLlcz-cHfrHrWJCw/s320/SDC10400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468571998800630882" border="0" /></a>In other recent news, Aspen, Preston's sister who has been living with us, just graduated from college. The whole family came into town and we threw her a graduation party. Here are some family pictures from the weekend.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyA4Ko-Dl-QeIcjaVBYrjblS73T4zBFznePGmGcdOmuRETyiNSj4EuGWVL9xu7gW2SOAZO4wtarsWwEXCsvo2L5MkjwSuXF3X2dGY_KhwTq0QstVzOnuR8W9bx64lT9SHs-pM5__Ijw/s1600/15320_516348956918_152700089_30631212_3046281_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdyA4Ko-Dl-QeIcjaVBYrjblS73T4zBFznePGmGcdOmuRETyiNSj4EuGWVL9xu7gW2SOAZO4wtarsWwEXCsvo2L5MkjwSuXF3X2dGY_KhwTq0QstVzOnuR8W9bx64lT9SHs-pM5__Ijw/s320/15320_516348956918_152700089_30631212_3046281_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468573173977023234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Here are most of the siblings with the graduate.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxHTptwv6UjshIWLgXLyVWaK-pk1Qv76m25CtD6_A_HCnGGOqiMtiAuD_vQYGlSrCUmZ_JgqGeaXijMQ7aLD62tC_t61XGhzGxBSEhK4CsL-p3ztFlaiSWMrE5vsxuZ-9BAE4ns1BDNw/s1600/15320_516348802228_152700089_30631184_1813699_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxHTptwv6UjshIWLgXLyVWaK-pk1Qv76m25CtD6_A_HCnGGOqiMtiAuD_vQYGlSrCUmZ_JgqGeaXijMQ7aLD62tC_t61XGhzGxBSEhK4CsL-p3ztFlaiSWMrE5vsxuZ-9BAE4ns1BDNw/s320/15320_516348802228_152700089_30631184_1813699_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468573169300775618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Us with all of Preston's siblings, our brother-in-law Eddie and our nephew Aceson.</span><br /></div><br /></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45aZlcNP2_Qkqze-Hkqko8zg7BPVYa0WSei8Ay86OGiqxdj_5APDcjNEDLyrzKD8T4KdynV0L-7uFSP88ytBnG8XAKbtwRE4xi8A3sb_Bkw3_KrCCDb-33yAlp1YfjvvY3URCSt9OOg/s1600/15320_516348772288_152700089_30631178_6071107_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45aZlcNP2_Qkqze-Hkqko8zg7BPVYa0WSei8Ay86OGiqxdj_5APDcjNEDLyrzKD8T4KdynV0L-7uFSP88ytBnG8XAKbtwRE4xi8A3sb_Bkw3_KrCCDb-33yAlp1YfjvvY3URCSt9OOg/s320/15320_516348772288_152700089_30631178_6071107_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468573158929460098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">All of Preston's family, well, mostly his mom's side, at the graduation party.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Well, that's the extent of the excitement around here these days. My pregnancy is going well so far. I have actually been fairly comfortable and feeling really well the last little while. Preston still has to help me tie my shoes sometimes and I feel like a beached whale when I try to roll over in bed at night but other than that I'm good! My first glucose test came back borderline so they made me come back in for a 3 hour test to see if I had gestational diabetes. I am pleased to report that the test came back negative, thank goodness. One less thing to worry about. I did however have a panic attack the other day when I realized that I'm having a baby. I mean, I've known all along that I'm having one, obviously, but the reality of it suddenly hit me. Not to mention I'm in my third trimester now and time is flying by. I have less than three months to prepare myself to be a parent and to have my life change FOREVER. Yeah, panic. I am so incredibly excited and yet so incredibly nervous at the same time! Anyways, here are a couple of recent belly pics. Actually they were from almost a month ago so I'm quite a big bigger now but we don't have any updated pics. Sorry!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTCmBLiUtS-WCiSvnHt0Acv6-11EnkJHuhs-N3GtBCdMZJaRBVp2j0X6R62t9jXQ1NygH8_f52D5gfH9HhIPS6EAZAjxRV3phDaXxqHKgbRWulSgOZ11EnkpZUDz81M3n7qYr8YNtk8w/s1600/SDC10403.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTCmBLiUtS-WCiSvnHt0Acv6-11EnkJHuhs-N3GtBCdMZJaRBVp2j0X6R62t9jXQ1NygH8_f52D5gfH9HhIPS6EAZAjxRV3phDaXxqHKgbRWulSgOZ11EnkpZUDz81M3n7qYr8YNtk8w/s320/SDC10403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468573144409635138" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4r86zDBBpMmRYgZvzm4ushpfimbaJsSKtlOXLCyELr4y3wX4cVLqKn3EZ28A4cvszi-uEJ-LnX-W-2sr4w8YLf5XYexe4H_3F14ylO6qTgMq_eN7yqGjpwhbM1YSpyGITLgwY2n0MTQ/s1600/SDC10401.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4r86zDBBpMmRYgZvzm4ushpfimbaJsSKtlOXLCyELr4y3wX4cVLqKn3EZ28A4cvszi-uEJ-LnX-W-2sr4w8YLf5XYexe4H_3F14ylO6qTgMq_eN7yqGjpwhbM1YSpyGITLgwY2n0MTQ/s320/SDC10401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468573142680420722" border="0" /></a></div></div>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7608577877255256573.post-37881361431708046342010-03-25T10:35:00.004-06:002010-03-25T14:54:20.841-06:00Expanding EverywhereSo I feel kind of bad because pregnancy, especially your first pregnancy, is something that should be really fun to document and have tons of pictures of. However, I find myself rarely feeling cute enough to LET someone take a picture, and even when I do have a day where I think I'm actually somewhat cute, I see the picture and realize that I am in fact, not cute at all, ending in me deleting said picture. I know pregnant women are supposed to be beautiful but let's face it, I have never felt less attractive in my life. Well, my face is finally clear for a change so that's one perk...but other than that I am expanding everywhere. And when I say everywhere, I mean EVERYWHERE. And the fact that I'm short doesn't help because any weight that I gain looks like twice what it would be on a normal person. In all reality, at my last appointment my doctor told me that at halfway through my pregnancy I've only gained like 10 lbs. I was thrilled until I looked in the mirror and thought, I think she meant 10 lbs in my arms, 10 lbs in each thigh, 10 lbs in my butt, 10 lbs in my chest (which really ticks me off-don't get me started) and 10 lbs in my face!!! I'm usually grateful for my Italian family genes and the curves that come with it but this is just ridiculous. Enough already!<br /><br />Not to mention the fact that I have to change positions every 20 minutes (including sleep) because my old lady hips hurt so bad. Oh, and what they say about pregnant women being forgetful is true. I went to the store the other day to get four things. Four. I went there, got the first thing, then stood there for 20 minutes trying to remember the other three things I needed to get. I finally had to walk around the store hoping the sight of things would spark my memory. I finally got them all but my goodness!<br /><br />In other exciting news, I got laid off last week. It was kind of a mutual thing because it's real estate and the market sucks and my boss just didn't have enough work for me to do anymore. I always looked forward to the day when I wouldn't have to work anymore but I didn't expect it to come so soon. It's not exactly the best timing, what with a baby on the way and all. I have several more months before this baby is born but it's close enough that no one else is going to hire me. I've decided I want to use this new free time to develop some good habits and routines for myself, be a better housewife, and learn to actually enjoy cooking and baking. Well, I have to learn how to bake, then I'll work on learning to enjoy it. I might even get super domestic and attempt to sew my own curtains. Plus the nursery will be a huge project in and of itself so that will help keep me busy. It just feels so weird to work full time for the last 12 years of my life and then all the sudden be at home all day. It is a daily struggle already to not be a lazy bum and watch movies all day. I'm working on it. :)<br /><br />Preston is working harder than ever, juggling his classes, projects, exams, internship and new calling as Executive Secretary in our ward. He is such a great example to me of dedication and self-discipline. I have a lot to learn from him. It makes me feel even worse that now I am at home all day while he is gone from like 5:30 am til who knows when working his butt off. I'm so lucky to have such a great guy.<br /><br />Oh, and I just realized I don't think we ever announced on here that we finally had our first ultrasound a couple of weeks ago and we are having a boy!! I was the only one who thought it was a girl, which means I was the only one who was wrong, which means my pride was a little hurt...but it's all for the best since Preston has been calling it his son for months now. :) He would have loved a girl just as much but he is thrilled to be having a boy. I loved seeing his excitement during the ultrasound as he got to physically see the baby inside of me. He was so enthralled and I loved it. When he got home he made copies of the ultrasound pictures and carried them around with him. He is going to be such a great dad, and a super involved one. I'm really grateful for that.<br /><br />Anyways, below is a new pregnancy pic of me. I'll have you know it was very depressing and took a lot of will power to post this where people can actually see it. Feel free to feel special.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-25pvVA4_BJnnYIgrRIVYLrfB4RV1nUawGnD405TX4ErhyU9colsEzbS6dK8qJTXQDj15uPJUXTRqq9EckjDdmCefmwcuuOQ_e3qnQQdrNZeFtHp31OM75L8jsGaXrUNlMFhGZkrVJQ/s1600/21+Weeks.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-25pvVA4_BJnnYIgrRIVYLrfB4RV1nUawGnD405TX4ErhyU9colsEzbS6dK8qJTXQDj15uPJUXTRqq9EckjDdmCefmwcuuOQ_e3qnQQdrNZeFtHp31OM75L8jsGaXrUNlMFhGZkrVJQ/s320/21+Weeks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452618899143497970" border="0" /></a><br />And here are the first pictures of our son. P.S. since every person I ever talk to every day of my life asks if we have a name yet, the answer is no.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiKVKLyI-_HO5aQka84YR-WqWnlpnQMqNp6PX01BP8DybyROyjFFcNNymZEMJovXL0N3yALLmJ9obLzL8puc4pBxdNGijWcwByS5s33WA74WtjtvKg-VAON4DJ-jvG7UszU-9TTEDwGA/s1600/Ultrasound+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiKVKLyI-_HO5aQka84YR-WqWnlpnQMqNp6PX01BP8DybyROyjFFcNNymZEMJovXL0N3yALLmJ9obLzL8puc4pBxdNGijWcwByS5s33WA74WtjtvKg-VAON4DJ-jvG7UszU-9TTEDwGA/s320/Ultrasound+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452677484312273090" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjawMEqKWe1Cqc4vhYubsllmeMwexvQH16OzE60-EccZLzDQsbvcoD8CZTNlQkX1Lfwnm9PzWuwWmC1PnktQUWugiy1TUPQlPRGpxxc43LF_jsDL8HtoIA_3QYSIbwO0WMikzlGPmEvsQ/s1600/Ultrasound+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjawMEqKWe1Cqc4vhYubsllmeMwexvQH16OzE60-EccZLzDQsbvcoD8CZTNlQkX1Lfwnm9PzWuwWmC1PnktQUWugiy1TUPQlPRGpxxc43LF_jsDL8HtoIA_3QYSIbwO0WMikzlGPmEvsQ/s320/Ultrasound+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452677470129911634" border="0" /></a>Preston and Amber Hennrichhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01152380871768027830noreply@blogger.com8