I think we can all agree that one of the worst ways to start a day is to get out of the shower and realize that you forgot your clothes. DeA experienced that today, and Rock didn't want her to feel silly waking across the house to get her clothes. He's a good boy so he set the precedent for her.
Rock has been receiving many compliments on his new forehead accessory, and he's tried to make phone time for everybody that calls (so far that's been Grampy Dale, but he's sure that there will be more)
Rock felt that Mommy needed comforting when he noticed that she was crying at the end of Disney's "Snow Dogs", so he chilled peacefully on her lap all morning.
In the afternoon Rock wanted to help clean around the house, but it was too clean so he had to make a mess first.
Whew...a busy day like that will tucker out anybody. Rock crashed hard while cuddling with Mommy.
So little Rock decided to take up boxing, and he lined himself up a match against Rock N. Chair. It actually went better than you would think, despite Rock taking an early cut above the eye. He battled through valiantly, and continued to try and land body blows on his opponent. Between shots he enjoyed a delicious Popsicle. Between rounds the trainers tried to bandage up his cut, but Rock told them that he likes the taste of blood...it keeps him angry.
Rock scored a KO, and the chair wanted nothing more to do with him.
MAAACCEEYYY!!!
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Rock was pretty excited to see Grampy Dale after he drove all the way from Iowa just to see him! He wasn't as excited when he found out that Grandpa could only stay for a little bit, so he tried entertaining more than normal to get Grampy to stay. He even tried sabotaging Grampy into staying by ripping the cover off of his phone. But it didn't work...
Grampy left Saturday morning, and the Judds had a big pumpkin carving party planned, so Rock had to go pick himself a pumpkin.The only problem was the big, mean, playful, slobbering Buddy who always tries to attack Rock with vicious licks and kisses.Finally he picked out a pumpkin and we started carving it as a team. Wait, where's Rock and why isn't he helping? He went in search of attention from Grampa Dave
then he wanted to inspect the foundation of the house
and then he found some spilled pumpkin guts that needed mopped up. So, pretty much he just wanted a Jack-o-lantern without having to hurt the pumpkin. After the pumpkin massacre, Rock went inside and slayed some killer tracks playing what he calls "Me Band". Aunt Lindsey helped by providing some wicked percussion. Rock was on his way to bed last night when he saw an old friend. Rufus has been staying in Connor's basement so that he can guard the washer and dryer down there. He made the trip in the moving truck and Rock was pretty excited to see him. He gave him little kisses on his head. Then they went on pillaging missions all over southern Oregon.
On October 15th we accepted an offer on our house! They wanted to close the day after I took national board exams, so we were really excited! On October 16th (three years to the day that we bought the house) we found out that there was a fairly good chance that we were going to have to hook up to the city sewer line. The rough estimate from the sewer guy was about $8000, so we weren't really excited. Rock and DeAndra went around Davenport to say goodbye to some of their loved ones, and not so loved ones. First, they went to tell Palmer thank you for making me stay at school for a long time. If there's one thing DeA likes, it's her Aaron-free time. Rock went to Modern Woodman Park to say goodbye to the first professional park that he ever visited. He also said goodbye to the annoying locusts by giving them Bifenthrin as a goodbye gift. No goodbye tour would be complete without eating just one more delicious Culver's Oreo and Caramel Concrete. Mmm...so sticky. Rock had the hardest time saying goodbye to Uncle Whitey. Whitey's has been there since his beginning, and he's not sure what he'll do without their delicious rootbeer malts. Perhaps the hardest goodbye came from the ladies in the ward. Even though Rock is currently promised to a committed relationship with Macey, the gals in the ward didn't want to give up hope. Justine Peterson felt that she couldn't let Rock leave without letting him know her real feelings. Rock was torn. His mommy gave him some serious advice: "There's nothing wrong with boosting the self-esteem of a girl that you'll never see again by giving her kisses." I didn't say that it was good advice, but it's what she said. His mom's advice aside, Rock didn't feel right about leading poor little Justine on like that, so he let her down gently. She didn't seem to have any problems moving on. One of the last things that Rock said goodbye to was his house. He may never see his first house again, and he hid his sorrow in a delicious Jonagold. Monday Rock and DeAndra flew out to Medford so that I could finish packing and cleaning the house. One of the biggest projects was finding out why the bathtub wasn't draining. I think I figured it out. While I was elbow deep in DeA's hairballs, Rock was sitting and chilling in Oregon. Finally after packing and cleaning, packing, cleaning, cleaning and packing Aaron Young and Jeff Turner helped me load the truck. Dad flew into Moline to help me drive this brand new, sparkling white Penske all the way to Oregon. I'm glad that they gave me a truck that won't hide a single scratch, because moving just wouldn't be the same without the constant worrying that you will scratch the truck. We stopped in Utah at Sherry's to see my siblings (minus Lindz) and then kept rolling. We left Davenport at about 10am and drove across Iowa and Nebraska in the daylight. You know the funny thing about Iowa and Nebraska? You drive through Iowa and you think that there is no way that anything could be flatter...then you hit Lincoln and realize that you were oh-so-wrong. We finally stumbled onto the Judd Homestead at about 1:30 am Friday morning.
Today I woke up at 6am to check my part 3 board scores and the stupid, dumb, worthless website didn't want to show the scores. I wasn't really happy.
At about 3pm the website finally worked, and I passed!! I was really happy. As I saw my board scores I noticed that I had a message from our realtor about the house, and I wasn't excited.
At 3:01 I called the realtor and she told me that the septic tank passed inspection! We were excited and blessed!!! So, I guess we are officially moved to Oregon. You will notice corresponding changes in the name of the blog and other random items.
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DeAndra finally decided to let me show the best ultrasound picture that Boulder let us take: As you can see, the little guy isn't shy about his manhood, but he was shy about letting us take pictures of his face and body. If I didn't know any better, I'd think he was trying to moon us in all the pictures...He definitely learned that from his mommy, no doubt.
Speaking of wholesome Halloween activities, here is a website that you can click to see pictures of Rock and some friends at the Palmer Halloween Party.
Update: I was hoping to post a cute picture with this, but the baby didn't cooperate. Anyway, DeA is having a boy!! Lil' baby Boulder is doing great and is excited to help Rock destroy everything in the house!
We were on our way to a Halloween party at Connor's when Rock helped himself to some treats.
He got a little messy, but he didn't mind.
I carved myself a little Rock-0-latern, with the one little tooth on bottom.
He thought the Rock-o-latern was pretty cute, especially since it reminded him of the cutest kid he knows.
The Halloween festivities continued today when we went to Wapsi Farms for some pumpkin patch fun. Rock and Connor took turns driving the tractor through the fields. Then Rock tried to pet some sheep, but they were being baaashful. He kept trying to pet the kitty, but the kitty kept trying to pet back with claws. The boys got to bounce around in a giant pumpkin, just like the one from Charlie Brown. But it wasn't all smooth bouncing
The boys really got into the farm thing, but Connor didn't seem as excited about it.
So, DeAndra is really excited for everybody to see Rock's costume that she made. She insisted that I don't let my silly words pollute his cuteness, so here he is: Here is Rock showing off his costume
DeAndra was part of the costume as the lady who holds up the "Quiet Please" sign so that people know not to take pictures of Tiger Woods or he will break their camera. Here are some of the other cool costumes, from L-R: Connorsaurus, Lily the Explorer, Emmabug and Jamesica Peterson. Rock and his caddy wait for the tournament to begin. This group won in the "Group Competition" but got the shaft on the one year-old category. That's why you don't let women judge anything more important than a garden show. Oh...so I was sent to Wal*Mart to purchase DeA's visor for her costume when Rock takes a nose-dive off of the counter. He's okay now, but things got a little hairy there for a moment...HA! Get it?
After a long day of showing off, Rock finally kicks his feet up.
He battled through valiantly, and continued to try and land body blows on his opponent. Between shots he enjoyed a delicious Popsicle.
Between rounds the trainers tried to bandage up his cut, but Rock told them that he likes the taste of blood...it keeps him angry.
Rock scored a KO, and the chair wanted nothing more to do with him.
MAAACCEEYYY!!!
He even tried sabotaging Grampy into staying by ripping the cover off of his phone. But it didn't work...
Grampy left Saturday morning, and the Judds had a big pumpkin carving party planned, so Rock had to go pick himself a pumpkin.
The only problem was the big, mean, playful, slobbering Buddy who always tries to attack Rock with vicious licks and kisses.
Finally he picked out a pumpkin and we started carving it as a team.
Wait, where's Rock and why isn't he helping? He went in search of attention from Grampa Dave
then he wanted to inspect the foundation of the house
and then he found some spilled pumpkin guts that needed mopped up. So, pretty much he just wanted a Jack-o-lantern without having to hurt the pumpkin.
After the pumpkin massacre, Rock went inside and slayed some killer tracks playing what he calls "Me Band". Aunt Lindsey helped by providing some wicked percussion.
Rock was on his way to bed last night when he saw an old friend. Rufus has been staying in Connor's basement so that he can guard the washer and dryer down there. He made the trip in the moving truck and Rock was pretty excited to see him. He gave him little kisses on his head.
Then they went on pillaging missions all over southern Oregon.
On October 16th (three years to the day that we bought the house) we found out that there was a fairly good chance that we were going to have to hook up to the city sewer line. The rough estimate from the sewer guy was about $8000, so we weren't really excited.
Rock and DeAndra went around Davenport to say goodbye to some of their loved ones, and not so loved ones. First, they went to tell Palmer thank you for making me stay at school for a long time. If there's one thing DeA likes, it's her Aaron-free time.
Rock went to Modern Woodman Park to say goodbye to the first professional park that he ever visited. He also said goodbye to the annoying locusts by giving them Bifenthrin as a goodbye gift.
No goodbye tour would be complete without eating just one more delicious Culver's Oreo and Caramel Concrete. Mmm...so sticky.
Rock had the hardest time saying goodbye to Uncle Whitey. Whitey's has been there since his beginning, and he's not sure what he'll do without their delicious rootbeer malts.
Perhaps the hardest goodbye came from the ladies in the ward. Even though Rock is currently promised to a committed relationship with Macey, the gals in the ward didn't want to give up hope. Justine Peterson felt that she couldn't let Rock leave without letting him know her real feelings. Rock was torn.
His mommy gave him some serious advice: "There's nothing wrong with boosting the self-esteem of a girl that you'll never see again by giving her kisses." I didn't say that it was good advice, but it's what she said.
His mom's advice aside, Rock didn't feel right about leading poor little Justine on like that, so he let her down gently.
She didn't seem to have any problems moving on.
One of the last things that Rock said goodbye to was his house. He may never see his first house again, and he hid his sorrow in a delicious Jonagold.
Monday Rock and DeAndra flew out to Medford so that I could finish packing and cleaning the house. One of the biggest projects was finding out why the bathtub wasn't draining. I think I figured it out.
While I was elbow deep in DeA's hairballs, Rock was sitting and chilling in Oregon.
Finally after packing and cleaning, packing, cleaning, cleaning and packing Aaron Young and Jeff Turner helped me load the truck. Dad flew into Moline to help me drive this brand new, sparkling white Penske all the way to Oregon.
I'm glad that they gave me a truck that won't hide a single scratch, because moving just wouldn't be the same without the constant worrying that you will scratch the truck. We stopped in Utah at Sherry's to see my siblings (minus Lindz) and then kept rolling. We left Davenport at about 10am and drove across Iowa and Nebraska in the daylight. You know the funny thing about Iowa and Nebraska? You drive through Iowa and you think that there is no way that anything could be flatter...then you hit Lincoln and realize that you were oh-so-wrong. We finally stumbled onto the Judd Homestead at about 1:30 am Friday morning.
As I saw my board scores I noticed that I had a message from our realtor about the house, and I wasn't excited.
So, I guess we are officially moved to Oregon. You will notice corresponding changes in the name of the blog and other random items. 
I carved myself a little Rock-0-latern, with the one little tooth on bottom.
He thought the Rock-o-latern was pretty cute, especially since it reminded him of the cutest kid he knows.
Then Rock tried to pet some sheep, but they were being baaashful.
He kept trying to pet the kitty, but the kitty kept trying to pet back with claws.
DeAndra was part of the costume as the lady who holds up the "Quiet Please" sign so that people know not to take pictures of Tiger Woods or he will break their camera.
Here are some of the other cool costumes, from L-R: Connorsaurus, Lily the Explorer, Emmabug and Jamesica Peterson.
Rock and his caddy wait for the tournament to begin.
This group won in the "Group Competition" but got the shaft on the one year-old category. That's why you don't let women judge anything more important than a garden show.
Oh...so I was sent to Wal*Mart to purchase DeA's visor for her costume when Rock takes a nose-dive off of the counter. He's okay now, but things got a little hairy there for a moment...HA! Get it?
After a long day of showing off, Rock finally kicks his feet up.
