Sunday, July 30, 2000

We dropped Daddy off at the airport on Sunday afternoon–July 23rd–for a week-long training in Washington, D.C.  That was probably the longest that we have been apart and I don’t enjoy it very much.  After going to the airport, you and I drove to Uncle Brad’s where my mom and dad, Uncle Dallin and Uncle Shane were all staying.  Uncle Mitch was leaving from the SLC airport on Monday morning for his mission in Finland, and we were all going to see him off.  Uncle Dallin flew in from Oregon to be with us all.  Since Shane had just returned from his mission, he hadn’t seen Mitch in over two years.  Our time together at the airport would be the first time that all of my family was together in many, many years.  I can’t even remember the last time we were all together.

I borrowed Susan’s play pen and we also stayed over at Brad’s house.  You were not so good about going to sleep in a new environment and I had to rock you to sleep every time I put you down.  You would cry and cry and cry.  I stayed up talking with Brad, Shane, and Dallin that night. and we had a lot of fun together, but when we finally went to bed, you were woke up and didn’t go back to sleep for two hours.  I am glad that you don’t do that very often.

We left for the airport around 9 am the next morning-July 24th-and found Mitch at the Delta check-in desk.  He looked very good and was even quite tan.  I didn’t get to see him and Shane hug which I was sad to miss, but it was fun to see him nevertheless.  Once Mitch was checked in, we walked to his departure gate and found seats.  You and I spent the first 20 minutes in the restroom so that I could nurse you and then change.  When we came out Susan and her family were there.  Kaden was so sad that he couldn’t come close to you but he had a cold.  Your other cousins were just as glad to see you.



We spent a couple of hours with Mitch until his flight left around 11:45.  We took pictures and talked and laughed.  You had missed your morning nap and were kind of crabby, so finally I covered your stroller with a blanket and walked with you until you fell asleep.  By then it was time for Mitch to go.  I cried as we hugged goodbye.




After we left the airport, we all went to lunch.  We had planned to go to the Spaghetti Factory, but it didn’t open until 5 pm, so we ended up at the Hometown Buffet.  The selection wasn’t as good as Golden Corral, but passable.  I took you into the bathroom before lunch to feed you and was sitting on a chair in the handicap stall when a girl about 8 years old was curious to know what I was doing.  I watched her try to peak through the cracks but when she couldn’t get a good view she climbed up on the toilet and peaked over the top of the stall.  I knew what she was doing and watched her until her little head poked over the top.  I said “hi” and she left the bathroom in a big hurry.  After lunch, Shane drove back to Brad’s with us and Brad, Dallin, Mom, and Dad went shopping to Walmart, I think.  You fell asleep on the way and were so pooped that you didn’t even wake up when I got you out of the car seat and carried you into Brad’s house.  I laid you down on his bed and you had a big smile on your face.  I was happy because you slept for about an hour.  We left Brad’s house around 5:30 after I fed you again, and since it was a holiday, the traffic wasn’t a problem at all.  You slept all of the way back to Provo and was happy to be back at home and into your own bed again.

Mom and Dad and Shane came to Provo about 6 pm on Tuesday.  I hurried to make some supper and we all basically relaxed for the evening.  Dad came on a walk with us the next morning and learned not to eat breakfast before walking on subsequent mornings.  I think I pooped him out but he kept a good pace.  You and I stayed home while everyone else went shopping on Wednesday.  We were just as happy not to be out in the 100 degree weather.  Brad came to Provo on Wednesday evening and went to the Provo temple with Mom, Dad, Shane and Susan.  I would have liked to have gone, but it was bed time for you. 

Friday was Jenna’s baptism.  It was nice to have a small family affair.  Brad came up after work to join us for dinner.  You and I went home by ourselves that night and Brad, Dad, Shane and Mom headed back to SLC.  Saturday was a pretty quiet day for us with an emptied house, and I spent most of the morning cleaning.  Not so much fun...but then Chris was coming home, so I had his arrival to look forward to.

Daddy finally arrived home Saturday the 29th or rather Sunday morning at 1 am.  We sure did miss him all week long.  When he finally got home he was so tired.  His body was used to DC time which is two hours ahead of us.  Plus, he had an awful day getting home with his flight being cancelled with American Airlines.  That was just the beginning.  He was able to get a flight on Delta and reroute a bit but was bumped once and his next flight was over an hour late.  When he finally got on the flight he was dismayed to find that one of his seat companions was a 350 pound man who also took up half of his seat too.  Chris said it was the worst flight of his life because he couldn’t even move an inch.

When I brought you in to see Daddy this morning you were a bit tentative and weren’t quite sure who daddy was.  After a week of not seeing him, it took you about 10 minutes to warm up to him.

Unfortunately you now have a cold.  Susan kept telling me that Kaden’s cold really was allergies, so after spending a week around him, you became sick.  I thought at first you might just be teething, but you have been sneezing all day and have a runny nose.  I feel so badly for you.  You woke up on Sunday night because you couldn’t breathe and anything I did really didn’t help.  I tried propping up your mattress, but you just slid down to the end of the bed and I tried holding you.  You usually like to sleep on your side and you would try to roll over while I was holding you and found that you couldn’t.  The only position you would sleep in was if I was holding you standing up.  It was so frustrating for you and pretty tiring for me.  After crying for over an hour, we finally decided to give you some medicine.  We weren’t exactly sure how much to give you but knew you needed something.  We went to Walmart on Monday to find out what would be best to give you and the pharmacist told us to give you a 1/4 tsp of Walmart’s dibromm elixir–exactly what we had given you the night before.  You can’t tell me that angels don’t watch over little ones and inspire parents in taking care of them.  Daddy also gave you a blessing and you went right to sleep for the rest of the night.  That was the only night that you woke up while you were sick.  We continued to give you the medicine for a couple of days until your cold cleared up.

Yesterday when you were sucking on my finger I noticed a bump on your gum on the top and to the side.  It looks as though you will be getting an incisor pretty quick–even before the bottom two which are getting kind of close.  No wonder you like to chew on your hand and my hand.  You do a lot of raspberries which adds even more to the amount of drool that ends up on your shirt.  Combine that with your cold from last week....Drool and a runny nose ain’t a pretty sight.

Monday, July 17, 2000

Daddy had to work yesterday, so you and I went to church by ourselves.  I am glad that I don’t have to do that often.  You are pretty well-behaved, but it does get kind of tiring after awhile.  Plus you were pretty noisy.  It was fine during the songs but you kept “singing” long after.

You have learned a new word, though I don’t think you make any connections with the words you say and what they mean.  Chris will be happy to know that you can say “da da”.  You also say “hey” a lot.  I think that’s because we say it to you all of the time.  You sit up very well by yourself now and rarely fall over.


Thursday, 13 July, 2000

We left Provo about 3:30 pm on Tuesday the 4th.  Grandpa Kline wanted to be to the airport by 2:30 so Kevin and Candace took him.  Daddy had made reservations for us in Dillon, Montana a couple of weeks ago so that’s where we were shooting for.  We made pretty good time all of the way.  By the time we reached Pocatello we were all ready to eat so we stopped at one of their parks.  The weather was beautiful–perfect for a picnic.  We spread a blanket on the grass and let you stretch out while we ate.  Two little chipmunks circled around us as we ate trying to find food.  Since there had been plenty of picnics during the day they were pretty successful.  Chris threw grapes to them, but they didn’t seem too interested.  Daddy took you over to the swings after we finished eating but they weren’t all that thrilling for you.


I took you back to the car to feed you and daddy went to check out the swimming pool.  We got to Dillon (about half way between Provo and Stirling) about 10:30 pm–just in time to see the fireworks.  Actually we could see them from the freeway as we drove closer and closer.  You had already been sleeping for a couple of hours but woke up when the car stopped (it happens every time).  While Daddy was getting the key to our room, I pulled you out of your seat to watch the fireworks.  They instantly mesmerized you and continued to do so for about 15 minutes.  We headed to our room to unload and get you to bed.  I set up the crib that was waiting in the room, fed you, and put you back to sleep around 11:15 or so.  You slept for the night.  After breakfast the next morning, we were on the road again by about 10:00 am.  We drove into Stirling on Wednesday around 5 pm.  I can’t say who was more glad to get out of the car–you, me or Chris.  We broke the trip up into two days mostly for your sake, and I think it was a good idea.  You are a great traveler, but any more than seven hours gets to be hard on anybody.  I sat in the back with you for most of the time which you seemed to appreciate. 

Mom already had dinner ready to go for us when we arrived so we sat out on the deck and enjoyed chicken and potatoes.  Uncle Brad was there also-he flew in on Saturday night and spent a couple of days with mom and dad camping in Waterton.

My mom was rather anxious about seeing my brother, Shane who was returning from a mission in Tucson, Arizona, and tried to keep herself busy Wednesday night until the scheduled arrival of his flight at 10:20 pm.  You went to sleep around 8 pm but we decided to wake you up and take you with us to the airport.  What a trooper.  We left for the airport around 9:50 and waited probably 20 minutes for Shane’s plane to land once we got there.  Uncle Eldon and Aunt Pat and Granny were also there.  Shane was about the 5th person off the plane and came through the double doors into the waiting area and right into Mom’s arms.  I hope it’s okay to say that Shane’s eyes were rather teary.  He hugged Dad next and then everyone else came after.  I hope that my pictures turn out. It always gives me the impression that our Father in Heaven must feel this way when his children return to heaven and have been faithful.  “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.”  Shane seemed somewhat overwhelmed, and so we picked up his bags and headed home.  As soon as we got home I put you back in bed and you went right to sleep.  What a sweetie you are.




We didn’t do much on Thursday besides relax; the weather wasn’t so great.  Chris was restless to do something by Friday.  We went to Calgary but in two separate cars.  Mom and Brad wanted to go shopping, and we didn’t.  So once we got there, Dad and Shane squished into the backseat of our car and we headed downtown.  Chris wanted to see the Calgary tower. $7 just to ride the elevator to the top.  It wasn’t worth it in any of our opinions.  But we did get to see the fair grounds (it was the first day of the Calgary Stampede) and a few other sites.  We walked down one of the streets that had been closed off to traffic and by that time we needed to go back and meet Mom and Brad.  Mom, Dad and Brad went to the airport, and Shane came with us.  Chris wanted to drive around and see things.  Shane saw a Sears outlet and asked us to stop so we did get in a few minutes of shopping. 

On our way home Shane wanted to stop at Pier 49 for dinner.  Unfortunately they were understaffed and a huge group arrived just before we did.  We ended up waiting for our meal for about 45 minutes.  I fed you out in the car while we were waiting and by the time we got home you were ready for bed.  Susan and family had arrived about a half hour before we did so the house was bustling with child energy.

Chris took you swimming on Saturday.  You appeared to enjoy yourself but was somewhat careful and tentative about the whole thing.  You got some mouthfuls of water, and Daddy dunked you once without realizing it, but all in all you were happy to be in the water.  It will be fun to have the pool in our clubhouse when it is finished in a month or so.  You were in the water for 45 minutes maybe but that seemed to wipe you out for the rest of the day.  You had a few good naps and were more than ready for bed by 7:30.  Chris and I drove to Lethbridge after you went to sleep to pick up some groceries and to drive around.



Sunday was a great day for Shane’s homecoming at church.  His talk was great and a lot of family came to support him.  Unfortunately, we had to leave.  Daddy needed to be back to work by Tuesday, and we didn’t want to drive the whole way on Monday.  We had planned to leave by three but didn’t pull out until 5 pm.  I kind of expected that would happen.  We drove to Butte and stayed in the Comfort Inn there.  We ate breakfast at the hotel–it was complimentary–and then were on the road again by 10 am on Monday.  Traffic was perfect until we got to Utah and then it was immediately heavier.  We drove through Salt Lake during rush hour but still made pretty good time.  We got home about 7 with a few stops along the way.

You are more than 7 months old now and growing fast.  You are able to sit up pretty well on your own with only a few tumbles every day and you learned to say “bye bye” or a version of it as we were leaving Grandma’s.  Maybe because you were hearing it so much as we were in the process of leaving.  You are so sweet.  You even takes your nasty vitamins every day without complaint.  We sure do love you.  Helen Hartley, a friend of mom’s and one of my former bosses, said to me on Sunday that she wasn’t sure if Chris was my husband or not but was certain that you had to be my baby after just one look at your face.  Everyone loves your cute face and curly top.  Especially me.

I look forward to seeing everyone together in a couple of weeks as Mom and Dad and Shane drive down for Mitch’s departure from the Salt Lake airport to his mission in Finland.  Dallin will also fly in for a couple of days and it will be the first time in a long time that our family will have been together.  Chris unfortunately will be in D.C. that week and has to work straight through until then–even Saturday and Sunday.  No fun for us.

Tuesday, July 11, 2000

We just got back from our trip to Canada.  It was nice, but I do wish that we could have spent a little more time and had a chance to go to Waterton Park.  Before we left for Canada though, Grandpa Kline came to visit and see our new house.  He arrived around 4 pm on Monday the 3rd.   All three of us went to the airport together to pick him up.  Daddy was on call on the 3rd and the 4th all day long but didn’t have to go into work.  After picking Grandpa up we drove into downtown Salt Lake and they went to surprise Kevin while I stayed in the car to feed you.  Kevin decided to come home with us instead of on the bus and we were crowded in the backseat.  Candace finished classes around 7 pm and came over to our house then.  For dinner, Chris and Grandpa went to pick up pizza as well as some groceries and movies.

On Tuesday morning, we opted not to go to the parade and instead hiked up Rock Canyon.  You weren’t enjoying yourself in the backpack too much so Daddy and you and me left early and Kevin, Candace and Grandpa hiked a little longer.  We had lots to do to get ready to leave for Canada before 4 pm.  We stopped at Fred Meyer to pick up some groceries as well as a water timer for the hose in the backyard.  We didn’t want our new grass to die while we were gone.