Sooooooo We Bought A New House

. . . and I'm pretty sure we'll move into it before our wee babe is born . . . or right as he's coming out. We'll see. We're so excited!

The Silly Kiddos

This is Malcolm's favorite book and he makes us read it to him a hundred times a day, so we're happy when Stella can take over for a few times. Malcolm even reads it to himself making the BANG, TAP, ZOOM sounds.


The ball is always a source of entertainment (and injury). Stella was halfway done with obeying getting in her jammies.


Malcolm thinks this is the best trick.


I love it when Daddy leaves his shoes out (very rare occasion) because it gives Malcolm a chance to know what wearing mens shoes feels like. He's getting really good with the wedges and high heels though.


Stella always loves to enter personal space.


Stella started her own little salon with Malcolm as her sopping wet first client. He was so patient as she sprayed him every 2 seconds and combed over his creepy long hair.

P.S. Malcolm finally learned how to smile for the camera. I love my kids.

Back on the Horse

I think horses are the most beautiful animals. I don't like horse movies (War Horse was terrible, sorry Lorielle, Man From Snowy River just bothers me, and any horse movie where the horse talks could just make me start seizing). I don't necessarily like riding horses, nor do they like me riding them. But they are beautiful. I just decided.

I also decided that I'm going to start updating my blog again. I miss it. You miss it too, don't you? Well, enough with the trying to catch up on everything I've missed (the last 6 months), I'm starting current. I'll still catch up from July because there were some pretty significant events, but the top of the blog will always be current.

So here I go, hopping back up on the horse that bucked me off 6 months ago and soon you'll be reading more details about our little Dibble family than is completely necessary.

Not today though. Give me some space. Geez.

We're Having a . . .

BOY!

Our little guy decided not to be shy during the ultrasound! I was sure it was a girl, but the crazy part is that I had those 2 dreams that it was a boy and one of them actually happened. Exact dream. Same angle on the junk and the very obvious boy parts and everything. Exactly. Nuts, literally. :)

We're so excited to meet baby brother! Now for a name. Oh dear, we're going to need some help with this one. Remember the process it took to name Malcolm? Elliot's new favorite is Harvey. Sheesh.

Is it a BOY or GIRL?

Not to sway anyone's vote, but . . . .

- The Wedding Ring test says I'm having a GIRL.

- The Chinese Gender Prediction says I'm having a GIRL.

- I think it's a GIRL. I've been right on both of my children so far. It's not any way that I carry my babies or sickness or anything (because I'm never sick), I just have feelings of what they are. I have, however, had 2 dreams where it's very obviously a BOY.

- Elliot, for convenience sake, wants a BOY. We have boy stuff. A girl would mean I get to go shopping.

- Stella really, really, really wants a GIRL, but says she'll still congratulate me if it's a BOY.

UPDATE: Strike that . . . Stella wants a BOY now because we just informed her that if it's a GIRL, she will always have to share her room.

- Malcolm doesn't know what's coming, but he loves babies now.

What do you think? Ultrasound is on Monday!

SURPRISE!

Joining our

FAMILY

in March 2013!

Job Jar

I may have gotten a little tired of hearing "I'm bored!" around our house. Also, we have lots of little jobs that I don't always get to, so what is a better cure for the "I'm bored" sickness than having to pick a job from the job jar every time you say it!

Stella said it so many times right after I made the jar that she had a few papers on the fridge to take care of the next day. She cleaned her bathtub and did her 8 times tables the first day. There's lots of crap in that jar to do. I might even pick one out just to get stuff done.

Stella's #8 Birthday

End of Swim Lessons

Ugh, they are just so strict at swim lessons. Who's to say that "free style" doesn't mean "dive down to the bottom of the pool and swim like a mermaid across the entire length of the pool"? Geez, lighten up Carson Junior High School swim instructors.

Malcolm is 11 Months Old!

Not sure how much Malcolm weighs at 11 months, but it's just so much more than I remember Stella weighing. He's definitely a chubby baby, but I think he's just solid. Brick. Anvil. Heavy.

Malcolm finally started crawling on July 1st! Stella see's everything first. I was in the kitchen refilling a bottle after church on Sunday and Stella started yelling, "He's crawling!" I grabbed the camera and made Stella drag him back so he could crawl for his bottle. It is just about the cutest thing I've ever seen!

Malcolm got another cold. I did too.

Malcolm also finally got his first tooth (bottom right) at the beginning of the month, then 2 weeks later got the bottom left, 2 weeks later got the top left, 2 weeks later (August) top right.

Malcolm is pulling himself up to stand on everything and now that he's figured this and crawling out, he is INTO EVERYTHING! Seriously, it's like he's just been observing for 5 months and deciding which things would be easiest to get into instead of easing me into it. He's especially fond of the bathrooms and we are learning how to remember to shut the doors.

Now that he's more mobile, he is also more exhausted! I love it.

When I say "peek-a-boo," Malcolm will put his hand in the middle of his face. It's cute.

Malcolm has decided that he needs to try his best to be louder than his sister. Pterodactyle-like, even. I don't mind it so much when it's actually laughing. Stella can make him laugh harder than anyone.

Malcolm was amazingly well-behaved during a carwash we did for my friend Laurie. He held the sign for a little bit and then I pretty much forgot about him the rest of the time. He was entertained by the other kids though and he was in the shade, so I'm not that bad of a Mom, right?

Big Boy.

Malcolm loves his bath, so I was sure he'd love the water park too. He wasn't quite sure what to do.

Malcolm just likes to push stuff around. It gets loud on the tile floors, but he's so happy.

You won't see his happy face because he's stone cold around everyone else, but he really is a super happy guy and we just love him to pieces!

New Bishopric!

Elliot was released as Bishop of the Evergreen Ward on July 8th. He served for 7 1/2 years and had 7 counselors. We're going to have a few more Sunday afternoon naps here in our future. We're all very happy about it.

Our new bishopric is Bishop Barry Edholm (our good friend), John Flaherty (1st counselor), and Clint Bills (2nd Counselor).

Interview with the Bishop

Stella is talking on the phone to the Ward Executive Secretary to set up her baptismal interview with the Bishop.

Random June Stuff

Stella made a little decoration for us with some pictures we have around (left to right: baby Stella, Stella age 7, Whitney age 3, Whitney/Elliot wedding day 1999, Elliot age 2, Malcolm age 9 months, Malcolm age 3 months). She wouldn't let us take it down for quite some time.

We went swimming over at the Campbell's house.

Franklin and Malcolm played inside with me.

Malcolm learned how to climb up on short things. Then he learned how to fall off of them.

Mal likes a good ride to the laundry room.

Malcolm ended up in this thing for a while. Allison and Stella may have given him some rides for a while.

Stella does the best at voices. Her rooster is out of this world. It could also break your eardrums. Malcolm enjoyed it a great deal.

Elliot was gone for so much of June that he put this picture up on the door that he used for Pin the Patch on the Pirate at Girls Camp this year and left Stella a little note.

Stella is getting a little tired of Malcolm getting into all of her stuff, so she built a barrier to tease him.

Camo babies.

I went back to the gym. And then I promptly stopped going back to the gym.

Moving the Dibble's

So Elliot's brother Adam was in Africa when they finally got word that they could move into their new house in Mesa. Xan doesn't let anything stop her, so she was almost completely packed up before we even went over to start helping!

It took us a whole night to pack up that enormous pantry. I thought I was packing up a whole grocery store! Lots of food for a big family! Malcolm helped too. The girls pretty much stayed out of the way except for their one job of throwing away the expired cans of food.

The boys were a big help (once Elliot got there to boss them around . . . I mean, encourage them).

Then the actual move-in day came around after Adam got back from Africa. I thought that Malcolm would be safe at the lowest part of the house since this house has 40 sets of stairs. It figures that he would choose this day to learn how to climb stairs. I'm afraid I wasn't much help.

The girls tried to keep him occupied, but now he had a new favorite activity.

Everyone was thoroughly exhausted after emptying the trucks and arranging furniture and carrying boxes (I tried to unpack the pantry . . . P.S. Xan, you have plenty of Crystal Light drink packets). Elliot fell asleep on the floor.

Ray thanked us by giving Stella these little water baby bullets that you put in water and they expand. You can't use them unless you have the proper water bullet gun, but Stella insisted on keeping them in the cup on the counter anyway. It was fine until it was just in the way of something I dropped out of the cupboard and 500 water baby bullets and it's accompanying cup of water fell all over my floor.

I may have said a bad word.