How can you blog without the internet?

For those of you who haven't heard, my little family and I have moved to the sticks. To better give you an idea, a bumbper sticker can describe it perfectly "WHERE IN THE HE** IS GOBLE, OR?" Scott and I are hoping to get in the swing of it all and once we have a better idea of how much we're spending in electricity and groceries we hope to get the internet hooked up. Until then I have to be on the ball enough to get our laptop (it has all the pics in it) all set to make a trip to town so I can update to fullest extent. I have some good movies of Roy's mischief. Love to all who read us.

1st SNOW

I think I have a snowbuddy on my hands!

The Gun Club!

Roy is just like his Papa, a gun lover. He didn't hesitate to help Scott clean this shotgun he borrowed. Though Roy mostly banged different parts together. I know Scott can't wait for Roy to big enough to go shooting, but I think Roy can't wait either!

8 MONTHS OLD

At least I'm a little ahead and he's not quite 9 months old yet, as opposed to his 7 month post that happened after he was 8 months old.
Roy is getting so big. He crawls everywhere. At first he stuck with the army crawl, but has now mastered true crawling, though he reverts back to the army crawl when he's after something specific and needs to get it in a hurry. His favorite and only real sound is "BUH". He says lots, but it's mostly sounds, screeches and growls. Roy still isn't too big. We're wearing both 6-9 month clothes and a lot of our old 3-6 month stuff. I have had to put away a few pairs of pants that were getting to the high water point. He's no shrimp boat by any means, and he's not fat, just a nice solid, little man. He's full of smiles and loves everyone!

Christmas at Home

After all of our running around to celebrate, we were finally home, and made it just in time for presents! (Lucky us that Maeli slept in) There aren't any pictures of Scott or I opening our stockings and presents, but we can all admit, IT'S ALL ABOUT ROY! This Christmas thing was down pat, by now. Except that all his presents seemed so cool to him that he wanted to play and stop opening. Luckily some of his presents required assembly, so Roy and I kept opening and Scott did what papa's do best, put stuff together. I have a video to upload of Roy and his plane. I really wanted Scott and I to pick out Roy's Christmas present together. It was a big fiasco at Target (too many crazy parents raiding the toy aisles), so we stopped at Freddies on the way home. Scott picked out this plane and it has been Roy's favorite ever since. I think I have a little pilot on my hands.

A Goble Christmas!

We stayed in Goble at Scott's parents (as to be there bright and early for Christmas morning). The night was cold, Scott got up about 4 am to build a fire. His original plan was that someone would come down at 6 and he would throw another log on, but we all slept until later and the fire died down quite a bit. But Royboy didn't mind. He was in his new fuzzy Christmas jammies. Everyone got their presents opened and played with and Grandpa (Ron) made us pancakes for breakfast. Delicious!

A Merry Christmas Eve!

We had Christmas Eve at Grandma Hooker's as usual. This was Roy's first opportunity to open presents. He did pretty good. Mostly though it was about getting Autumn.