peer-pressured at 28

so i may have been peer-pressured today...by scott. dude i am 28 years old, who gets peer-pressured at that age...especially by their husbands.

we were sitting on the couch with sophie and i happened to mention the fact that she looks (looked) like an old man, with long wispy pieces of hair that flew out of the top of her head. this is natural as while a childs hair grows, the original pieces are going to be longer than the new ones coming in. i then happened to mention, more in a joking way, that we should just cut them off. with the words still lingering on my lips, scott jumps to his feet with a huge smile and says, well then, lets do it. i hesitated knowing that i don't do well with change and then said that i didn't really think it was the best of ideas, especially with Christmas just around the corner and all. scott proceeded to encourage me and voiced the fact that it really would not make much of a difference at all, and that surely no one would even noticed. (as he is speaking he is setting up his video camera and getting the clippers ready). i hesitate again...are you sure bud. the dude shaves his head all the time, surly he would know....

no it doesn't look very good. yes you can notice the fact that my daughter and my husband have the same hair cut. and yes it is only a few days till Christmas and my mom is going to freak.

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on the twelfth day of the twelfth month at ten ten am, we had a baby girl...today we celebrate her and give honor to our God for our gift, sophie rayne werdal.

she was given her name after three days of intense deliberation. the meaning...we wanted a name that would be strong and classy, a name tied to family and honoring scott and i's journey. rayne comes from the many blessings we have been given. when scott and i started dating, were married and found out about sophie, it was pouring rain. rain at our wedding was ended with a rainbow that filled the sky and reminded us of the Lord's promise to never leave us...truly we are blessed.

my eyes are filled with tears as i think of this past year. i am honored to have been able to care for and love this girl. she brings new joys and life into our home. she is beautiful and wonderful. she is created with our Fathers love.

our most beautiful sophie...words escape us, we love you.

the werdals

so, i have begun to document our family over these past few days via pictures and videos, as i have noticed that we as the werdals seem to be a little bit more odd than the average family...average...what the heck does that mean? now if i were to say normal, my mom would say that normal is only a setting on the dryer. regardless, we are far from normal, but we love each other dearly. as i prayed the other night, i earnestly thanked our God for blessing me with such a wonderful family, i am honored to have been given such a gift. i am honored to be called scotts wife, and sophies mom. here is why i feel honored...we laugh hard, we play hard, we love hard.

this afternoon, scott and i were hanging out together and saying how much we loved the fact that sophie plays so well on her own, she makes great sound effects and really seems to enjoy her own space...sometimes when she is playing a little too quietly i should check on her a bit earlier!

after our play time...
i have a few video's that go with these pictures...but due to technical difficulties we will have to share them another day.

well, that is us, again, a little odder than some...perhaps a little more "normal" than others, but all in all, we are the werdals, and we love each other well...at least i feel well loved by my family.

december

snow...can hardly believe it is december already. last year we were in true winter conditions and ready to have a baby...this year...we pretend we are cold and watch terrible drivers attempt to exit a parking lot. i was tempted to call an old friend, joan, and let her know that in such conditions, as little snow as there is, there would be no school, and no going to work!

last year i would watch in wonder as students would struggle against the snow and wind and walk to school. to my understanding and knowledge, when it snowed, no matter how much, school was closed...so i was excited, thinking that somehow school and work were connected, i would eagerly ask scott pretty much every day if he would get to stay home from work and play with me in the snow...joan, the lady i mentioned, simply laughed at me and reminded me that i no longer lived on the coast and that my husband would have to attend work...no matter the amount of snow on the ground. but here i am back on the coast and loving the fact that we are "home" bound due to the laughable amount of snow on the ground.

so then, what did we do today with this snow...
i baked and watched my family play as only the werdal family would...

with wrestlers and video games...are you serious. i try to make my home up with the warmth of Christmas, even though my mom says my decorations are lame, but regardless, i try, and i am met with this. i want so bad to create an environment that demands one stop and understand what the glory of the season is really about, i want to have warmth, songs that sing of the birth of Christ, smells that remind you of home, a door that really anyone would be glad they entered...and instead, what do i have? a husband and child that would rather sit and sing to the theme song of stone cold steve austin, than take a romatic walk in the snow with me. a husband and child that would rather play with their controllers than experince the wonder of Christmas through apple cider and the greatest Christmas movie of all, "white christmas".

i suppose i should not be surprise...this is very common in our house...

scott is very proud of his girl!well, now you know the heartache of our home, i shall conclude and sign off with pictures that will hopefully help you know that i really am a good mom and i don't always let sophie sit and play games with her dad.


thanks for reading,
stories from the werdals.

hi

we went for a little walk today along the railroad tracks...just nice to hold hands and talk together.

so...
in other news, sophie has said her first word. she has been saying it for a few days now and mostly with a wave...i gotta say, we are proud parents! i mean really...

catch up

i know i know, my mom keeps me informed of the fact that i have not written for some time now...but honestly, scott has not given me much in the way of material since halloween, i mean really, how is he going to top his last moments of greatness...i know they will come, it is only a matter of time, time i am willing to wait for but apparently my mom is not.

ps, sophie is so cold here, but we wanted to show off her sweater from her auntie shantel.

time, it is a funny thing. and waiting is another funny thing...i am not good at waiting, paul zalinko can attest to that little known piece of information.

so last saturday i was dying to go for a walk. it was so beautiful out and it was a saturday...a family day in our house...a family day in my romantic vision of what a family should look like. so saturday, beautiful, sunny, time to go outside and walk. somebody needs some of scotts time, blah blah blah, i am waiting, and doing pretty good at it...but by the time we get to zalinkos to pick them up for our walk it was getting late and i was a little wired...to say the least. paul left me with a cd to listen to and the lyrics went something like this...wait upon the Lord, i will wait upon the Lord...hmmm. we get to our destination and before paul and rachel can even get out of their car, i am out of ours and setting up the stroller, i then proceeded to tell them to keep up and stay up, and off we went! so good...i calmed down after the first few minutes of our time outside. i promised max we would have hot dogs over a fire in the summer time, tried to calm sophie through treats, and talked with rachel about what life is looking like and how we are choosing to walk through it. we ended the evening with sushi for dinner...so good to play with friends...so good to have good friends.