Happy Holidays!

AFTON'S HAIR: a comedy

When our little girl was first born, she had a lot of hair.  A lot.  I mean, I'm not sure I've ever seen so much hair on a newborn baby before or since.

She was our little rock star.

Her hair was naturally a little mohawk, with a little tuft at the crown of her head, and a whole lot of party in the back.

Then it started to fall out.  She started looking like she had male-pattern baldness.

She wore a nice little bald spot into the back of her head too, as most little babies do.

However, she held on to that tuft at the crown of her head for a really long time, as well as the lower portion of the aforementioned party in the back (with a hole in the middle).

Then it started laying itself flat from all the weight, but that depends on your definition of "flat."  Honestly, I'd say it did more of a fold-over.  Those roots just like to stand on end.

She also managed to hold on to about 53 random hairs all over her head that happened to be about 5 inches long.

And that wasn't even a picture with back lighting--something that makes her bear a strange resemblance to Albert Einstein.  It was out of control.  So.......

Yes I did.  

Fun fact: I could never remember which side that little tuft would flop over to naturally.  It never fell in the same direction two days in a row.  Case cracked: there was no natural direction.

Two competing cowlicks.  Impressive.

The poor girl has been sick this week.  AND she had to get shots yesterday.  Poor thing.  While most kids were getting Halloween treats, Afton was getting all tricks.  But doesn't she make a cute little bunny?

Bianca (Our Truck)

Bianca, I don't know what to say,
You have put me in a hard spot.
Should I hope you have gone your way,
And lay in a junk yard, to rot?

This doesn't seem right,
At least not to me.
But money is tight,
Don't you see?

If you are wrecked,
I get lots of cash,
But with me across the country you trekked,
You even carried my belongings stash.

If you survive, your value will be small,
And limited to sentiment
Soon to be past recall,
And merely a large detriment.

That is why, I now pray
USAA takes the following action:
Chop you to pieces and ship you away,
Until every state has a Bianca fraction.

I will always remember you,
So go in peace,
But please, for yourself too,
Don't go in ONE piece.

I WILL MISS YOU.

Love,
Ty (Proud Owner)

Michelle shares my sentiments.

With our "belongings stash"

After Monday, 8 Oct 2012, morning

Here is a picture story of the events.  I drew them myself on paint.  If you are unclear, let us know in the comments and we'll post again.

Black = Bianca, White = White Van, Green = Green 4Runner
Please note that Green had a stop sign.

Red = Smoke

Brown = People (me and perpetrator)

Page Visit

At the end of July / beginning of August, my family (The Pages) came out to the east coast to visit.  My dad has always been looking for a good excuse to take us all to see his historic childhood home in Delaware.  Everyone flew in to Philadelphia, then we met them the next day in Wilmington, Delaware to see this historic sites.  When we pulled up, Grandma Page laid claim, or first dibbs, to the grandchild.

Historic Childhood Home

Mom snuck a picture of a neighbor who still lives there
since she wouldn't pose for one

Dad's old church

Everyone trying to get Afton to laugh

My dad loves Tastykakes.  That's one of the benefits of being on the east coast.  My dad gets to eat them when he's here, and we have an easy default for his birthday and Christmas presents.  Ty didn't believe they could be any better than Hostess, so he decided to have my dad do a closed-eyes taste test.  Mind you, my dad has eaten both Tastykakes and Hostess, and is convinced that Hostess pales in comparison.  Mind you, my dad is also the guy who wouldn't eat blue M&M's when they were first introduced because he swore up and down that they tasted funny.

They were both surprised by the results.  Ty was surprised that there really is a difference, and my dad was surprise that the difference wasn't as pronounced as he had believed.

We spent the next two days at the beach in Fenwick Island, Delaware.  This is the same beach we went to with my cousins last year.  We joined them again this year.  (I wrote about it.  If you care, click [here].)

Apparently the ocean was a little too cold

Much better...

Playing in the water... this is how you get my sister Jayna and I to get in apparently.

Every time I go to the beach, I try body surfing exactly once.  Every time I go to the beach, I get enough salt water up my nose to last me until the next time I go to the beach.

Favorite

The boys played football and a game called.... I forget what it's called.  But it's basically a version of badminton if I understood it correctly.

Dallin kindly paused his intense action to show off his muscles

Josh and Afton

Jayna and Mom

Afton with Grandpa Page and my Uncle Jeff

If you ask me what's up with my face, your answer will either be "I don't know,"
"I was trying to get something out of my teeth," or "I was born that way.  Be nice."

We had a lot of fun on our trip.  We spent a few hours at the beach a few times, we hung out at the house we rented nearby on a river, we had a barbeque, we took family pictures, and we just enjoyed each other's company.  Since this is getting to be such a long post, I posted Page family pictures separately [here].

After our visit to the beach, my family came back to our house in Maryland.  Ty left the next day to go on the "pioneer trek" with the youth in our Church, and my family stayed with me.  We didn't get as many pictures back at our house.  But we did get a picture of our customary and essential visit to Rita's.

Okay, and we got these pictures too.

Much warmer than the ocean,

Playing piano with Uncle Josh

Three men and a baby

Now I'll close with a single picture of the most commonly photographed sight on the entire trip.

Playing on Grandpa's belly is the best.  Life just doesn't get any better.

Page Family Pictures

These are the pictures my family took on the beach in Fenwick Island, Delaware.

I wrote about our trip [here].

Haha, perfect timing.

Have I ever mentioned my gratitude that I never had to be the lone girl at
home with my two brothers?

Dad found this hat in the house we rented.  Love it.

Josh and I don't pretend our sibling rivalry never existed.
We just embrace it our older and more mature adulthood.

This one is in a frame in our house.