I am really excited about starting a blogspot. I am hoping that I can get the rest of the Marchant family on board. I have had a lot of fun viewing some of the Droubay's blogspots. It helps me feel like I know what is going on in their lives. I would love my side of the family to jump on board and start a blog so that we can keep up on your lives. Hopefully this keeps everyone updated on what we are doing. I love taking pictures of Meg and Adin so their should be regular updates of photos. Also, it seems like we always have a new story to tell whether from our kids or from our wild adventures in Ogden. Now for a somewhat quick update.
Adin is full blown walking. Yikes! He is a lot more steady on his feet then Meg ever was. The first couple days of walking he had quite a few falls, but now the falls are more rare. He is only 10 months old. I don't know what I did to deserve early walkers. Meg walked at 10 months old as well. Meg walked at the begining of her tenth month and Adin walked at 10 months and 1 week. He is starting to show a lot more personality. He seems to know what he wants and throws small tantrums if he doesn't get it. He really wants to be able to do everything that Meg can do.
Meg is 3 and is someone else everyday. She has been a princess, a pirate, sister bear (from Berenstein Bears) and a puppy named Lilly. Our good friends David and Amber came for dinner a few weekends ago and brought their adorable dog Lilly. Meg and Lilly were inseperable. Lilly let Meg do anything to her. It was so cute. It has really really made me want to get a little dog. Ever since Meg has been Lilly. She stays in character ALL DAY LONG. EVERYtime we call her Meg she quickly responds, "I am not Meg." She will ONLY answer to Lilly and only wants to eat what she thinks Lilky would eat or wear what she thinks Lilly would wear (which has ended the dress phase of refusing to wear anything but dresses). It was cute for about 1 day and now it is really annoying. She carries a pencil in her mouth that she calls her bone. Yesterday I had to return to Target and find our shopping cart and retrieve the pencil because she was so heartbroken that she forgot it. Even as I type I am playing fetch with her and her pencil bone. Will it ever end?
Brian is just finishing training this week. Yeah! He will start on Friday by moving into his office (yes he has an office with a name plate and everything). He will start with a small caseload of only 6 families but will quickly be moved up to 20-25. He is applying for graduate schools again. We feel better prepared this time in that we know what we are getting into. For those who don't know, last time around he got in but we felt a little misled by books and such that told us the cost of the school would be much cheaper than it ended up being. We just couldn't commit to well over $100,000 worth of debt for school. This time around we are applying for 4 Ph.D. programs and 4 Master's programs. When we get offers of acceptance we will crunch numbers and see what feels right. We'll keep you posted.
As for me, I am keeping busy as a mom. I never feel like I have enough time to do everything. I have, however, gotten back into scrapbook mode. Adin is 10 months now and I haven't scrapped a single page for him. That means I am very very behind. I love it though. I think I like it so much because it is "my thing". Everything else in life right now seems to be about what everyone else needs. This is something I do just because I love it. We also made the purchase of an elliptical machine. We watched ksl.com for one because we knew we couldn't afford a new one. Ogden isn't a safe place to go outside for exercise and I couldn't see myself getting in the car every night to go to the gym. So far I love the machine. I can watch TV or listen to music and it goes by so fast.
Now, in closing, a funny Ogden story. Living in Ogden (the armpit of Utah) is much more exciting than Utah County. It seems like once a day we see a house or a person surrounded by 4-5 police cars. Sirens are constantly going. Well, it was about 11:30 or 12:00 at night and Brian was watching SportsCenter (I really think this is the only thing he watches) and I was sleeping on the couch (as usual) all of a sudden someone started pounding extremely hard on our back door. Now we don't live in the safest area and have had a few things stolen out of our yard and transients wandering drunk through our yard. In retrospect we talked about how we thought that maybe it was a drunk person or a dangerous person. They just kept pounding and pounding over and over. Then it sounded like they started using an object to pound on the door. Then someone else started pounding on the kitchen window. We were frozen. We didn't know what to do. Then someone started ringing the front doorbell incessantly. All of these were happening at once. I was getting ticked. I thought they were going to wake up our kids (looking back that is a stupid thing to be concerned about at a time like that). At that point I thought I heard kids outside so I went to the front door (which still had the doorbell ringing) and swung it open really fast. Noone was in sight but as we looked around there was a police officer on either side of the door. I just said, "Oh my gosh you guys scared us to death." Then one of the officers (the nice one) asked why our truck had it's flashers on. We borrowed Brian's dad's truck while our car was in the shop. Apparently Brian had bumped the flasher button as he got out of the truck after work. They told me that they were responding to a call of shots fired in our culdesac. Somehow they thought that because our flashers were going that was some kind of a signal that we were the cause of the shots fired. We did convince them that it wasn't us even though some of the cops were real jerks. Since they had our house surrounded and the front door surrounded we think they were trying to flush us out the front. Brian was thinking about sneaking out the front door to sneak up on whoever was pounding on the back door. It is a good thing that he didn't because he may have been handcuffed and taken down. I think that would have made the story better. :0) Then for the next 30 minutes we turned all the lights off in the house and peeked out our front blinds as we watched our next door neighbor (a very large man) get taken down and handcuffed. Yikes! It was some sort of domestic violence thing. This is the same neighbor that asked me to watch their little girl in our home. Good thing we said no.
It makes us wonder what other exciting adventures our time in Ogden will hold. ;) Well, more than enough for now. I will keep updating so check back often.
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