I feel the need, the need for speed!!

If you haven't noticed to this point, we have taken a picture of Camille every four weeks of her pregnancy...and we cannot believe this could be the last one. Camille has reached the uncomfortable, get this baby out of me, stage. She gets up four to five times a night to go to the bathroom or to have a visit from her good friend, Braxton Hicks. Which, hasn't been the worst thing to happen. The worst thing to happen is that she put a water proof mattress cover on our bed in case her water breaks in the night. Adam HATES the cover. It feels like one is sleeping on a giant diaper. Last night Adam said he felt like he was in Pampers heaven. It even sounds like a diaper. Oh, the joys of pre-parenthood...sleeping on giant diapers.Part of Camille's little nasty nesting ways has been to create a "Car Seat Canopy," She got the idea from pretty much every mom in Utah, but also Adam's sister's good friend, Kara (If you followed that) helped with the planning. Camille slaved away at the sewing machine for a few weeks. The finished product is well worth it. Adam calls it a hot box, and is very worried about Blasto being stuck in a small, covered location with a dirty diaper (hence, hot box). Despite its cuteness, it could be a stink bomb waiting to happen. We will tolerate simply because the cuteness factor outweighs the stinkiness.The underneath part (not sure if that is the technical term) is a different pattern. Adam was worried that it was too girly, so Camille tried to get neutral patterns. We are both happy with the finished product. Blasto can now be a little cowboy baby in his little covered wagon. Adam now wants to name him either John Wayne the Duke Phillips or Clint Eastwood Cheif Red Tomahawk Phillips. Camille said both names are offensive in so many ways. The name search continues for our little pilgrim.In other shocking news....Adam acutally did well in a pinewood derby (He took third and was awarded a trophy consisting of a matchbox car screwed onto some wood). When Adam was young, he and his brothers always got very excited about doing the pinewood derby. Heck, what little boy isn't!! However, the Phillips family is not known for their skills with a saw. Generally, their dad would saw off the front part at a slant, and their Grandpa would carve the specific stuff with his pocket knife. The boys would paint it, and then to top it off, a GIANT metal washer would be glued to the top for weight. Not the most attractive vehicle on the track...nor the fastest. Every year Adam's mom would sit him and his brothers down and say, "You all have lots of wonderful talents...but, pinewood derby is not one of them. So, when...I mean, if you lose today, have fun and DO NOT CRY!!"So, when Adam was asked to do a car along with all the young men he works with at church, he decided to turn the tables a little....He totally cheated. He told Camille he had never won, but wanted one day to make his mom proud of winning a pinewood derby. So, he ran down to Ace Hardware and purchased as many metal washers (in honor of his Grandpa) and super glued them all over his car. It actually looked cool!! Then he greased the heck out of his axles. In the picture below, he held up the scout sign and told Camille, "On my honor, I will do my best, to do my duty, and I will do all the cheating I possibly can so I can win one pinewood derby in my life!!"Here is his car. He called it Mr. Roboto, however, as the night went on, it took on many names, such as: The widowmaker, wing nut, black sabbath, Midnight Run, Your Mom, The Shadow, Deacon's Death March, and The Machine. In the end it weighed around two pounds (Official regulation size for a real pinewood derby car is no more than 4 ounces).Camille was so happy for Adam and his victory, she quickly took an artsy picture showing off both the trophy and the car. As soon as Adam walked in the house he ran straight for the phone to tell his mom he had finally won!!! No more tears to be shed over pinewood derby!!

When you're going to San Francisco

Camille is looking great so far as Blasto continues to get bigger. This picture is actually a few weeks old due to the fact that we have been so busy as of late. We are still struggling with a name and have been given lots of good suggestions...buuuuutttt....we just can't decide on one. Maybe he will be one of those cool kids with five hyphenated names.Luckily for Blasto, Camille had two showers thanks to her mother and mother-in-law (thanks to both of them and everyone else who helped, they were wonderful). Without these showers poor Blasto would be coming home buck naked and we would be forced to call him "Nature Boy".
But, alas, everyone was extremely generous and gave Blasto lots of great clothes, toys, blankees, diapers, wipes, and lotions. Adam was very sad Blasto recieved no XBox games.
Shortly after the showers ended, Adam was off to San Francisco for some good ole lawyer training (Camille was unable to attend because Blasto and the Doctor said "NO"). Luckily for Adam, both sides of our families have Aunts and Uncles in the bay area. Adam first met up with the Zollingers for some great Vietnames food. The waiter took the picture and some of us look better than others in this picture. Poor Adam looks as though his shirt is flowing in the wind and Aunt Lez is front and center...but, despite the picture, Adam loved hanging out and eating the great food.

Adam's hotel was next to Ghiradelli Chocolate factory. He would walk over almost every night and get their world famous Hot Fudge Sundaes. When he got home he asked that everyone call him Jenny Craig.

Adam's favorite part of the entire trip was his tour of Alcatraz. The day he went out there the wind was blowing really hard, it was raining, and it was cold....nothing new to him considering it was snowing in Wyoming.

Another one of Adam's favorite meals was the clam chowder. He claims this is the best one he had on his trip and it was right before he went out to Alcatraz, so he knew he would walk a lot and not feel so fat...sadly though, after he got back from his prison tour, he went back to Gharidelli's.

On his last day in the bay area he went and visited his Uncle and Aunt, George and Joan. He loved his visit with them. However, he was forced to do hard labor while there. He climbed a tree early in the morning and picked a bucket of oranges, then squoze the oranges for fresh orange juice (he wont lie, his arm was a little sore after that). After breakfast, he then became a mechanic and had to jump start the car. It was hard labor, but very worth it. Adam had a great time. As a reward for the hard labor, George and Joan took Adam to Half Moon Bay (what a great place!!) and we ate at Barbara's Fish Trap...BEST FOOD EVER!!

Adam, just to top off his diet busting trip, consumed all the fish and chips in site...Note: If you look over Adam's right shoulder there was a man wearing a terrible wig. Adam's uncle was intrigued and wanted Adam to ask him to take the wig back to Wyoming to keep his head warm. Adam declined.

Thanks to the Zollingers and Phillips Families for putting up with Adam

April showers bring May snowstorms in Wyoming

In mid-April the weather turned beautiful, and so Adam broke out his lawn mower and declared himself king of the lawn.Because we have had such nice weather our tulips have finally come up. We slaved for a couple of days to dig out a garden and put in a border. Within days of all our work, all the grass and weeds had grown back, which is why Adam hates gardening. We also have another nemisis beside weeds...DEER!! We came out one morning to see our wonderful plants gnawed down to the ground. Adam was so full of rage. He looked across the street and saw the cursed deer sitting there staring at him. So Adam charged them yelling...they didn't even move. They are so used to people and eating our flowers they just stood there. So Adam grabbed a rock and threw it at them, and then called them "Jerks!!"
A few weeks later, they bloomed (with the help of some deer repellant that smelled like a mix between urine, poop, and pure death...sure kept the demon deer away). They were so pretty. We ordered them from Holland and were a bit worried that they would not come up in cold Wyoming. They fought through the winter and came up.
Adam then decided that it would a great idea to add those little lights. They look very cool at night and you can see a couple of them here. Sadly enough, as we type this the snow is coming down and has been all day. Our poor tulips are now slumped to the ground and covered with almost three to four inches of snow...stupid spring in Wyoming!!