Sunday, June 12, 2011

My husband can beat up your husband

The day we arrived in AZ, we headed straight to Gecko Grill to get our fix.
Their green salsa is tasty.
And don’t get me started on their Chicken Mango Quesadilla.
When we pulled up to Geckos, we noticed a brand new gym had opened nearby.
Power MMA and Fitness
TJ has talked about taking mixed martial arts classes for a long, long time…
and he saw this as the perfect opportunity.


He is currently taking two different classes:
boxing and muay thai.


Riker and I went to check out a boxing class.
Luckily, they aren’t really hitting each other…yet.


This is where TJ does his muay thai class.
They kick each other…and other stuff.
I haven’t seen this class yet, so I really have no idea.


So watch out, C-bus.
When the Grier’s return, TJ will beat you up.

Good News/Bad News

Good news: Riker isn’t allergic to bee stings.


Bad News: Riker was stung by a bee.
Right between his eyes.
Dumb bee.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

When Life Gives You Lemons…

My baby is officially a lemon.
I don’t mean “a lemon” like he/she is a dud.
I mean “a lemon” like he/she is the size of a lemon.


14 weeks is the first official week of the 2nd trimester.
Which is awesome.
Except for the fact that I still had to take a Zofran this morning.
Isn’t the sickness supposed to end when the 2nd tri begins?

In other related pregnancy news, I feel fat in my swimming suit.
I’ve entered the “is she fat or pregnant” stage,
which is easily hidden with loose tops.
But a spandex swimming suit makes it pretty difficult to hide the belly bulge that is developing.
I’d show you a picture,
but no one needs to see me in a swimming suit.
You can thank me later.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Summer Survival

Summer in AZ is hot.
Luckily, we have air conditioning and a swimming pool.
However, every kid in AZ needs to learn one skill in order to survive an AZ summer…
drinking from the hose.


I know I am not the only one who grew up drinking out of a hose.
So one night, when the sun had gone down and it was still hot, my mom handed Riker the hose.


He was pretty much a natural.
He didn’t need any instructions on what to do.
Water was flying everywhere…
and he was one happy boy.


Riker does NOT like when water splashes his face
but it wasn’t enough of a deterrent to  make him put the hose down.
And it didn’t take much convincing from his dad to chase mom with the hose.
I forsee many water-filled afternoons this summer!

Saturday, June 4, 2011

It’s A Bird…It’s A Plane…

It’s Super Riker!


Actually, as you can see from the picture above, Riker’s superhero name is actually Captain Pooper.
Very appropriate.


Captain Pooper’s weapon of choice is generally drool…
he is able to create buckets of it on demand.
But sometimes a foam sword is more convenient.


Captain Pooper’s sidekick is Danger Dad.
They are a fearsome duo,
leaving messes behind them everywhere they go!
(and expecting Mighty Mommy to clean up after them!)


His power stance is enough to frighten away any bad guy…
and if that doesn’t work, he has a fierce bite!


Of course, when he isn’t out fighting crime…
he’s in the clubs, acting like a gangsta’.