Finally

Ok, so here is finally a spattering of Dallin Pictures for those who've been waiting ever so impatiently. He's nearly a month old now and doing great. He's eating well, sleeping well (during the day) and growing by the minute. Rylee is a great Big Sister so far, always ready and willing to help change a diaper or get the Binky if Dallin is crying. Zowie tends to get get a little jealous, but she'll get over it. Mel is doing great, she's almost completely recovered and getting back into the swing of life.

Dallin has already been on his first camping trip, we went to Zion with Mel's family about two weeks after he was born. He did great, although Mel did stay in St. George at her sister's place at night rather than rough it in a tent with a newborn. Rylee loved camping, especially sleeping in the tent. Overall it was a great trip.

That's about all I have for now, hopefully I'll keep up on this better with new pics of Dallin and Rylee.

Running Low

This is a terrible picture of me. In my defense it was taken, by me, at 2:00 in the morning. Aside from the misguided pleasure of subjecting you all to this monstrosity, there is a story that goes along with this picture.

It was Mustache Day at work this last Wednesday, a day where all the guys grow, or shave as the case may be, ridiculous mustaches just for the fun of it. So this was mine. Most everyone knows that I always have a goatee, I never leave home without it (without one I don't have a chin. It's a definition thing). So Rylee has never really seen Daddy without his goatee. So I shaved the center out for Mustache Day, and the minute Rylee saw it, her response, in a very matter-of-fact way was: "Daddy, you're running out of hair."

Well, after Mel and I managed to collect ourselves, I questioned her on this statement, which she follow up with: "Yeah, your chin is broken."

I love my daughter.

And now, here are some random picture updates of this adorable Call-it-like-she-sees-it girl.

One last story:

I can't show the picture of this one, but it's a great story with which we will embarass the crap out of her when she's a teenager. Rylee's potty training right now, and she's coming along at her own pace. Her new thing to do, is once she finishes her duty, and wipes, she then sticks the wad of toilet paper between her little cheeks and proudly states, "Look, I have a tail!"

Awesome.

Baby Names

So, I'm sure everyone knows by now that we are having a boy in August. We're pretty excited about this and have begun the painstaking process of contriving, considering, and rejecting names for the kid. We know for certain that his middle name will be McKay, it's my middle name and it's my dad's middle name, and I've decided to begin a tradition of it. The unknown variable is the first name.

We've toyed with names from father's, (Mel's dad: Steve, too many Steve's on their side; my dad: Rex, hates his name and would probably be more offended than honored by it, besides that would make my son Rex McKay Morrey, Dad's name, and that would get confusing). We've toyed with names from grandfathers, (Mel's side: Guy and Van, both have been used by siblings and cousins already, my side: William and Charles, both have been used by siblings, well, one sibling already, thanks, Bo). Mel has rejected all of my suggestions, like: Cutter, Deacon, or Tobias.

The funnest so far, though, have been Rylee's suggestions. She knows that Mommy's going to have a baby, and that she's going to have a brother, but at this point she doesn't really understand what that means. She likes to tell us that she has a baby in her tummy, too. Way cute. So I've found a new enjoyment in asking Rylee every day, or every few days, what she thinks we should name the new baby. Typically she will give us a name like, Baby, or Big Baby, or Little Baby. Those aren't as fun. But she has gotten creative a few times with names like, Sheeps, or Jesus Christ Amen. I've decided to start a list to the side of the blog here to keep track of all of Ry's name suggestions. I'll try to keep up on it as much as possible.

I haven't put pics of Ry up for a while, so I will try to remember to do that soon. It's been far too long.

Random Cuteness

Ok, it's been a while since I've updated this thing with pics of our adorable little girl, (you all know she is) so here are just a few random pics found on our camera.

I have no idea what she's doing in the laundry basket, but she sure is cute.

Here she is holding her new Barbie that she earned for completely filling her potty chart.

These two show Rylee with morning hair. Yes, that's her morning hair. We couldn't style it that cute if we tried.

And finally, here's our little Zowie "decorated" by Rylee.

Ok, two quick Rylee stories:

1. So far Potty training is going really well. She has no trouble letting us know when she needs to go potty and loves flushing the toilet afterward. She's still struggling with going number 2 in the toilet, but we're getting there. She has come up her own terminology however. Disclaimer: We did not teach her these, she came up with them all on her own.

When she goes potty she calls it "Poopin' a water". And when she goes poo she calls it "Poopin' a big one". Where she came up with these we have no idea. But they're so cute that we can't help but perpetuate them.

2. Just the other day we were cleaning the house. Rylee wanted to bring her little rocking chair out into the living room, but since we were cleaning the room I told he she had to leave it in her own room. She tried to bring it down the hall and I promptly picked it up and returned it to her room. That did not make her happy. I then proceeded to clean the kitchen and make dinner. When I came back out I found her sitting in the living in her chair. I told her to come and eat, and after she was sitting in her highchair I again took her rocking chair back to her room. Well, she saw me do this from the kitchen and yelled, "Hey! Don't take my rocking chair to my room right now!" (She always adds the words "Right now" when she's angry.) She then followed up with this exclaimation, (and the reason for the story) :

"I am so sick of this!"

Yes, she did. Guess where she got that? Hehe. We laughed.

Bryce, Bryce Baby

First off I will apologize for the title. It's cheesy, I know, but I couldn't help myself. A few weeks back we went to Bryce Canyon for the weekend. I'm just now getting around to throwing some pics up from it, so enjoy.





We forgot a coat for Ry (great parents we are), so she spent the first evening wrapped up in her blanket.



Cute family shot at a lookout spot.


Rylee with her cousins Davey & Jami.

Mel and Madison

The whole family.












And finally, a few random shots of the canyon.














And now a few Rylee stories for those who haven't heard them:

1. We were in church not too long ago sitting behind Mel's brother's family. Rylee loves to play with her cousin Timmy, but they tend to play like cats and dogs. During the meeting Rylee and Timmy began to fight over a toy truck that Timmy had brought with him. Both were saying, "My truck!", "No, my truck!". To silence the foray we quickly separated the two and sat them on opposite benches.
Well, Rylee, who still had the truck, kept saying to herself, "It's my truck, it's my truck, it's my truck."
We've been trying to break her of the whole "My" phase, and so Mel leaned over and told Ry, "If you say MINE one more time, I'm going to take the truck away."
Rylee, not to be beaten, thought seriously about this for several moments, mumbled a few things and finally said, "It's Rylee's truck."
That's my little smart alec.

2. As we were sitting eating dinner one night Rylee was singing the ABC's while she ate. As it is her version of the ABC's tend to be a bit choppy, but in this case she added her own ending. The song went something like: "ABC... QRS... Now I know I... Need more white milk, Mommy." And she held up her cup.

My kid's so dang cute.

More later.

Fashion Victim

Yesterday Rylee decided to take fashion into her own hands. She was up earlier than usual and therefore I was up earlier than usual as well. Consequently, while Mel was at work, I spent half the morning on the couch in a half-comatose state while Rylee ran around the house doing her own thing. (Now before you freak out, I was paying attention to her, I wasn't completely unconscious.) At one point, however, I rolled over to find her standing in front of me in nothing but her diaper, her black church shoes, and her snow cap with the fluffy bobbles on top. When I laughed at her because it was so cute, she responded by saying, "Hey! I yike it." (Yike of course meaning Like). Hey, who am I to judge her choice of attire? Hehe.

What made it all the better, when I let Zowie outside for the morning, and then went to the restroom myself, I came out to find Ry chasing Zowie around the backyard in this getup; out in public where just anyone could see, hehe. Like her father, my daughter has no shame. Here are a few pics of the outfit:

Famous

On Monday this week Mel, Rylee and I took some Russians visiting my from Latvia to the open house of the new Oquirrh Mountain Temple. It was a neat experience and is a very pretty temple. We enjoyed the walk through and are excited to be able to attend this new temple as it will be the temple assigned to our geographic area. As we were leaving a news anchor from KSL Channel 5 asked if we would answer a few questions for the news. We said "Sure, why not" and talked to him. He then asked Ellen, the Latvian girl staying with my parents a few questions as well and put it all on the four o'clock and six o'clock news as well as quoting us in the article on KSL.com. It's not a big deal, but it was kind of cool. I'm going to try to post the video link below, I don't know if it will work.

Video Courtesy of KSL.com