What happens in life...

I realize that all I have really posted on here is probably boring stuff to anyone reading it. Who cares about week long sales and baby bracelet giveaways, we want to hear about your boring life!

Last Sunday, Anthony and I went tubing down the river. We went with our friends from Cedar City, the guys all used to work at Pizza Hut together 1 1/2 years ago. We didn't judge the timing right, and ended up out there for 4 hours instead of 2. I felt so bad for the baby sitter, who was watching my monster, a 5 year old and a 8 month old. I didn't get any pictures. I am lame.

Through the week...nothing really happened besides me venturing out to the grocery store and craft store. I'll do better at pinpointing the fun stuff throughout the week from now on. And, with me and Neils leaving in 3 weeks, I plan on doing some fun things. Or trying to.

Yesterday, Anthony and I went downtown for breakfast. We didn't know where we were going, but we found a place. And it sucked. It was a bakery, which in itself should have delicious baked goods, but the cookies were horrible. Huge, but horrible. Hard, no flavor. The bagels were super hard, too, and make them a bagel sandwich-impossible to eat! I felt so bad. It was my decision. Then, we went across the street to a vintage/jewelry store that I saw when we parked. It was a really neat store. I was looking for a coat that I could wear over my belly in the winter, but they were all like 60 or 70 dollars because they were vintage. I couldn't do it. I did find a few rings and bracelets that I liked, and picked an awesome bracelet. Anthony found a hat.

We went over to a sushi restaurant and ate some more, to help fill the voids of that awful breakfast. There is a shop near there that I had wanted to go to since I saw it one of the first days we were here, and we went there. I told Anthony we should each pick out a gift to give one another. He ended up getting me this awesome, huge pincushion, and I got him a package of moustaches. Fun.

We took Neils to the Riverside Park and he played on the little playground a bit, then we went home so he could finally nap, at 4 p.m.-it's usually around 12 when he naps!

Neils likes to repeat everything I say. When I ask him, "what do you want?" he says, "want". Great. how do I make him happy?? He keeps yelling out airplane at random times, too. He sees the tiniest plane in the sky, and points it out, and I don't notice it for a little bit. He's amazing.