Snow

We've been hit with the snow too! Why so many pictures of Dallin? He didn't take off with his friends like Sadie did. In fact, this was about as far as he got. It was much fun to play in because it was so deep. It wasn't packing snow either, so we couldn't make anything. We had fun for a little while. Now we are waiting for more to accumulate tonight. I think this is the most snow I have ever seen in my life (apart from mountain tops). I don't mind because I don't have to commute anywhere. We just hang out in the apartment all day.

Mud

Not so new feature for White Course Apartments: Mud Hole for Kids of Every Age to Enjoy!
It's been there since last spring . . . oh well, the kids love it! It was really cold too. He had fun until his hands got cold!

Speech

I have always taken my ability to speak for granted. I have also taken it for granted that my children will develop normally (or above normal) And that they will grow up to be Nobel Prize winners. This Christmas break we had an experience that made me appreciate both.

Dallin has always been a little bit behind the bell curve in physical development. He wasn't holding his head up at when the doctor checked at four months old (he did 1 week later); he wasn't sitting up at 6 month (he did the day after his checkup). He wasn't crawling at 9 months and he wasn't walking at 12 months. He didn't say his first word until 18 months. It wasn't a big deal that we couldn't understand about half of what he said.

Right around Christmas he started stuttering. He would say the first part of his word over and over again. At first we just thought he was talking funny and developing a weird habit of holding on to part of his word longer than necessary. We would even copy him a little and laugh. But then it got worse. It got to the point where he would clench his jaw and start talking in a high pitched voice and cover his mouth. It was really sad.

For those of you who don't know Steve, he has dealt with a stuttering problem most of his life. Usually it's not that noticable, but during times of high stress it can be quite problematic. We were both worried about the potential struggles that Dallin would face but Steve even more so. It was hard for him to watch -- one time he even had to leave the room when Dallin was trying to talk to me. I don't know all that Steve was feeling. I'm sure he was worried about Dallin, but I think it also brought back memories of his own struggles and frustrations and missed opportunities.

As a mother and a wife, I can tell you that it was very difficult to see the suffering of two people that I love very much. I wanted to take their struggles and pain away. I wanted to go through it for them. But I couldn't. I felt pretty helpless.

Steve and I talked about it a lot. We researched on the internet. We talked to friends and family. We decided to wait until the end of January before we would seek professional help. We hoped that it was just part of his development.

I am happy to report that Dallin is almost completely stutter free. We can even understand more than 50% of what he says. I do notice that when he is stressed (like when I yell at him) or tired or excited the stutter will return, but not nearly as bad as it was. I am grateful for friends and family who let me talk through this with them. And grateful that Dallin seems to be ok. I am also happy that we haven't had to worry about things more severe than a speech problem. Now that he can talk fine, we have a hard time getting him to talk! He asks questions all day long. I can live with that.

Our second annual online Christmas letter

Last year we liked the idea of posting our Christmas letter to our blog so much that we've decided to do it again! So, here goes our Christmas letter in which I faun over each member of our family, picking out only the cool things that happened to each of us in the last year.


Dallin

The little man turned three in November. He uses only object pronouns (me, us, him, her), so he basically sounds like a caveman toddler. I've actually never heard him say "I" or "we." At least he's consistent! It's actually kind of cute (Where us going? Me no like that!) and, in a show of solidarity, we will often restrict ourselves to the approved pronouns.

Sadie was never into toys all that much, so Dallin is picking up the slack. For whatever reason, Dallin really, really likes PLAYMOBIL toys. He has a castle set and a pirate set. He's also a very physical kid, which has its pros and cons. It makes him a great snuggler and wrestler, but it can get annoying when he sits on your head.

He doesn't eat after about 3 pm. Seriously. The kid has a solid breakfast (usually oatmeal), nibbles at lunch, has a few snacks, and then usually rips on whatever we're having for dinner (me no like that!). At least he likes fruit.

Sadie

Sadie turned six in September. She's in first grade. She's a fantastic reader (her teachers have all been really impressed) and she has a colossal imagination. She's (usually) a joy to be around and it's always fun to hear what new craziness she comes up with. She's amazingly patient with her rambunctious little brother.

It's fun to think about what she'll do when she's older. Choir or drama or something like that is probably a safe bet. Recently, we've started having guitar sing-alongs, which she thoroughly enjoys. Now if we could just get her to have a better attitude about helping around the house . . .

Carrie

Carrie just got glasses, in case you missed it. Exciting.

She's stepped up her crafty stuff a notch. She opened a shop at etsy.com. Her shop has had a lot of visits, but no sales yet. Fortunately, she's had some requests from friends and family. She makes some killer snowflakes and some nice baby stuff. I think she really enjoys doing it. And it helps that one night a week she bails on us right before bedtime to go do crafty stuff with her friends (in all honesty, though, I'm really glad that she gets at least that one good break every week).

She's pretty involved at Sadie's school, too. She volunteers in the classroom occasionally and helps with Daisy Scouts (which, I hear, Sadie isn't too fond of thus far).

She's been teaching Gospel Doctrine at church for some time now. I always like to hear her recount what crazy comments were offered and how she steered away from disaster. I'm kidding (mostly).

She wanted to make sure I included the fact that she's read over 10,000 pages this year. Um, yeah. She likes to read.

I continue to be amazed at Carrie's dedication to motherhood. And fortunately I'm a heavy sleeper and I sleep on the side of the bed furthest from the door, so I miss all the middle-of-the-night events like nightmares and leaky pull-ups.

Me

I had a pretty nice year. In the spring, I turned in my defended and approved master's thesis. A revised version of that thesis was recently accepted for publication in the Journal for the Scientific Study of Religion. It will probably appear next year sometime. I have a couple co-authored publications in the works, too. I'm aiming to take my comprehensive exam in the spring.

Over the summer, I fulfilled my long-time desire to start playing guitar. I even upgraded to a Martin, which I love (they're made right here in Pennsylvania, too - we toured the factory a couple months ago). I'm not very good yet, but I sure do enjoy it. I'd love to get lessons sometime. Carrie just wants me to finish the song that I started writing for her. Soon, my dear. Soon.

By far the coolest thing I did this year, though, was playing rugby. I happened to catch a replay of the college national championship between BYU and Cal on ESPNU (BYU won!) and I was hooked. I loved it. So, I got on the Google and looked up rugby here in State College. I found a team here and saw on their website that they're always looking for new players. So, I contacted them, even as I could feel my muscles and bones protesting. I'm not very good at rugby, either, but it's a blast. I healed nicely from the obligatory MCL sprain and had a nice season after that. I hope to see more playing time next spring when we have more B-side matches. By the way, go see Invictus. It's great, and you don't need to know anything about rugby.

Well, that's it. The only thing that bugs me about these letters is that they're basically like a promotional pamphlet your family. So let me throw in the fact that we sometimes yell, we often let our kids watch TV so we can go back to sleep, and sometimes it gets old to go to different churches on Sunday. But I'd like to think that we've got a pretty great little family. Love abounds, and I think that's all that really matters.

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, everybody.

It's been awhile. . .

You know what it's like when you look at a pile of ironing? It's pretty big and it needs to be done, but not just now. It just sits there waiting for you. Finally you get to the point that you are ready to do it, but it's just been so darn long that it can wait for awhile longer. Well, I did my ironing today, and it didn't take very long (secretly I kind of like doing it) Now I am tackling my other pile: my blog. I can't believe it's been three months. I think I was waiting for something spectacular to happen . . . but since every day is spectacular, nothing really stuck out. What was the thing that prompted me to finally post? I got new glasses. Wow. Maybe I was just looking for a reason, but it's always hard to break the blogging ice. We don't have babies to announce, or Ph.D. news. We don't have a new job and Sadie hasn't lost any teeth. Dallin is potty trained, but still pees the bed (every night). I still haven't sold anything on Etsy, but Steve does have a paper that was accepted for publication.

So, my news and my great picture is about my glasses. What do you think? It turns out that it wasn't church that was giving me a headache every week, it was my eyes. Now I can watch movies and drive without headaches too. Small miracles that cost us $200. Oh well.

Etsy!

I did it! I started my own site on Etsy! I am really excited, but also a little nervous. For those of you who don't know what Etsy is, it's basically a website where people can sell their homemade items. Since I love making crafty stuff, I decided to try and sell it there. I haven't been particularly successful selling it at craft fairs since most of it is baby stuff. You can check my work out at the side of the blog (it's hard to miss) Check it out often because I'm adding a lot of things since I'm just getting started. You can also register with Etsy and "heart" my shop . . . it would be a great help if you can't buy anything. Let me know if you want email updates of my new items. Send good vibes and (are you allowed to pray for etsy shops?)

Summer at the Merino house

It's been too long since Carrie or I have posted, so I thought I'd share a bit about what we've been up to this summer.

Carrie just got back from a mommy vacation with a friend. No kids, no husbands, just the two of them. They went to West Virginia for the weekend. I think she enjoyed it. They mostly sat around and did crafty stuff and talked. She says that WV looks a lot like central Pennsylvania. I can imagine that. I bet I'd like the mountain biking. Anyway, we managed OK at home. Went swimming, ate pizza, stayed up late.

The kids are enjoying summer. We got Dallin a new bike and he probably spends an hour or two a day just riding in circles around our courtyard. Dallin cracks me up. His desire to speak and learn new words definitely exceeds his actual verbal ability, and some pretty funny things result. He has this funny habit of just repeating the last couple words of whatever you last said, often with a question inflection on the end. It really threw him for a loop when I shaved off my beard recently. For about a week he just kept asking me about it and wanting to touch my face. Alas, I already have about two weeks growth on my face again, and now he just talks about how scratchy it is.

Sadie is looking forward to first grade and her upcoming birthday. She spends most the time outside playing. She's lost a bit of the zeal for reading that she had right after school ended, but she did pick up a newspaper when we were in downtown State College yesterday and took it home and asked me questions about all the articles. It was cute.

We went camping a few weeks ago. It was great. We went to Raystown Lake, which is about an hour or so from us. We went swimming, played, hiked, and so on. They recently finished a new system of trails designed especially for mountain bikers. They were amazing. So fun that a week later I went back for a night by myself.

I've had a busy summer. I finally picked up our guitar that had been gathering dust since we got it a while back. I've been playing a bit every day and having a blast with it. It's amazing how much progress you can make it just a little bit of time. I already have the beginnings of a couple songs (well, some really cool chord progressions). I had a revise and resubmit on a paper (my master's thesis, essentially). I just finished that and I'm waiting for the result. I had an outright rejection (fun!), and a professor and I have finished two papers we're submitting right now. So, busy summer from that perspective.

But by far the coolest thing I've done this summer was starting to play rugby. Yes, rugby. It's a blast. I caught a replay of the college national championship between BYU and Cal a while back and just loved it. I started looking around on the internet and found out that Penn State has a team, and that there is a local rugby club for grad students and non-students. I contacted them and they said that they're always looking for new players. So, I started practicing with them over the summer (well, just touch rugby with a mix of girls, high school students, college students, and so on). We just started our real practices and our first match is on the 29th. It's still a bit overwhelming, but the guys have been really supportive and helpful when I mess up or have questions. Great sport, rugby. Very under-appreciated in the U.S. I love the emphasis on teamwork, equal participation, camaraderie, sportsmanship, and respect. Of course, it's brutal and rough, but not in an American football kind of way. More like in a wrestling with your brothers in the back yard kind of way. And it looks chaotic and crazy when you don't know what's going on, but it's actually very organized and controlled. And it definitely requires a lot of teamwork to score.