Photo Dump

Hi Folks,

I hope you have a broadband internet connection, because we have some major catching up to do. It's mostly going to be pictures and captions, but I bet you knew that already. I believe this is where we left off:

He is a pretty happy boy. And a sharp dresser.

People seem to worry a lot about how Truman and Topher get along. I'm happy to report that they have been good friends from the start.

I just wish I knew what the joke was that Topher apparently just cracked.

What neither of them have been from the start, however, are good sleepers, so this picture is what Megan and I figure Paradise looks like.

The couch is Topher's preferred sleeping area, as evidenced by the drool marks. Don't worry, we only let Truman sleep there for photo ops. We'll do anything for a photo op.

Truman has been a barrel of laughs. It takes almost zero effort to get him laughing.

Getting a snort out of him is a rare treat, though. The kind of thing that parents live for.

Truman has been hard at work since we last blogged. Here he is practicing "I'm a Little Teapot":

I may be biased as his father, but I think that he totally nailed that handle.

But he mostly spends his time just being darn cute.

His mother is an excellent teacher of such things.

We took a trip to Utah since we last blogged and had a great time.

We had a few panic attacks due to the lack of trees, but otherwise things went fine.

This smile brought to you by buckets and buckets of sand.

It was a good time for the boys. Megan and I had fun, too. Megan ran a 5K. She is amazing!

I know we caught Megan in a little bit of a weird pose here, but there are way weirder people in this picture. Seriously... just look around.

And I had sweets for the first time in over a year and a half.

This smile brought to you by the BYU Creamery (UConn's dairy bar can't hold a candle to it).

In other news:

-Topher is potty trained.

Which we think is pretty super.

-Truman is chubby.

But super happy about it.

-Topher had a horrific accident and lost both an eye and a hand.

That's a joke, guys. Don't call about it.

-Truman is eating solid foods.

"Eating," as always, being used in the loosest sense.

-And Topher learned the joy of Root Beer floats.

Joy not actually pictured.

So that is that.

Thanks for stopping by!

Before you go, though, we had a few more features. I just think this is cool:

Here is Truman with Truman O. Angell, chief architect of the Salt Lake Temple:

Better keep working on that mustache, Truman.

And with my Grandpa, from whom he got his middle name, Robert:

As I was reviewing pictures since our last post, I found a striking number of pictures of Topher with creepy people in suits (and one plastic clown). I thought I'd share them:

You know, on second thought, maybe I don't want an egg.

This one doesn't have Topher in it:

Because when I tried to get a picture with Topher and Darth Vader, he freaked out. Imagine this picture:

Times 1000. Topher just needed to get away, so he and I walked over to McDonalds, where we found...

I'm happy to report that Topher has finally developed a sense of Stranger Danger.

Finally, Chester the Cheetah showed up for a 5 mile race that Megan just ran (I told you she was amazing).

Topher actually thought he was Baby Jaguar from Go, Diego, Go! but still wouldn't get closer.

And last, but not least, we have two additions to critter country:

First, a yellow spotted Salamander we dug up while weeding our garden.

And a woodchuck that tried to bite me when I got too close (I had a video of it, but Topher accidentally deleted it).

And now we're done for real. See you in 4 months!

Smiley boys :)

Truman is now one month old!! Here are some pictures from the last two weeks:

Hanging out with a Percy water bottle.

Tru's blessing day! He was such a good baby!

Scott's parents visited and gave the boys lots of kisses :).

Toph wasn't really sure what was going on...

I never got a picture of Truman in his outfit with Scott. Sad times :(.

It's hard work to be a baby...and a grandma!

I love how happy Truman is!! He has the sweetest smile!

Life hasn't been smooth for the last month, but we've had fun and it's getting easier everyday, thank heavens!!

Two Weeks :)

These past two weeks have gone by so fast! Truman feels and looks so much older than when we brought him home from the hospital, and yesterday at his two week check up I discovered why. He's gained a pound and a half since we brought him home!! The Dr. was really surprised (and I was too, although I had noticed his carrier seemed heavy for a newborn :)) to find that Truman weighed 9lbs. 4 oz. and was 21 in. long. Apparently, he's pretty content with his food :).

For the past two weeks there's been plenty of this going on around our house (although not so much for Scott and I...):

He ponders deeply, even when sleeping.

Yes. This is a picture of Topher sleeping on his feet. It's hard work being an older brother and you have to catch a few winks when you can!!

Unfortunately, the two of them sleeping at the same time doesn't happen all that often...

Being a mom the second time around hasn't been easy, but it's already been a lot of fun! I just wish I could sleep as easily as my boys do...

Here we go again...

We were all sitting around minding our own business on a Wednesday night, during a winter that was so cold that the icicles grew upwards...


...when the the long-fabled fourth Huff made his will known: "Hold on to your britches, because I'm coming soon."

He wasn't kidding, as within about two hours of arriving at the hospital we met this friendly face:


We're still not sure where all that hair came from.

So we happily introduce Truman Robert Huff to the world.


He is happy to see you, too.

For those of you keeping score (or weirded out because you think we named our son after a Jim Carrey movie), his name is most directly inspired by Truman O. Angell, former chief architect of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, who was architect of the Salt Lake Temple, where Megan and I were married. If you are curious, here is a picture:


Maybe that is where all the hair is from.

Truman has enjoyed a warm reception. Topher is swelling with big brother pride (I had a great obscure "1984" joke for this parenthetical statement, but didn't feel like being the only one to get my jokes today). He is already being a big helper:


Do you ever take this thing off any sweet jumps?

His aunts and grandma were super happy to see him:



But I think his mom is the most happy to have him here...


...and no longer constantly kicking her in the bladder.

So I think I will leave it at that for now. He is a super sleepy boy, so most of our pictures of him since we got home look something like this:


We are more than happy to have him sleeping (he seems to be trying to make up for all the sleeping that Topher doesn't do), but it doesn't make for the most compelling posts, so we'll try and rile him up in the next few days so we can post some more.

Back in business.

So, it has been a while since our last post. Let's go for an update of the past few months.

My mom came out so we took her to a Renaissance Fair(e).

We sure met some colorful characters there.

Huzzah for Grandma!

Then we sent Megan and Topher out to Utah:

The TSA detained him for being dangerously cute.

Thanks for returning him, girls!

And I went to Minneapolis:

Land of creepy styrofoam men on top of buildings

The conference I was at went well and I was obviously very proud of the poster I presented.

I'm pretty sure we did stuff for Thanksgiving and Halloween, but the pictures are not on my iPod, so here is a substitute:

Sorry folks, it's the best I could do.

But the big excitement now is, of course, the semester being over! Christmas!

So that's where baby trees come from.

Topher, as always, was a big help with decorations:

He was especially a big help in convincing us to take all the balls off the tree and just use bows because they are not nearly as tempting to throw.

So now it is just a matter of waiting for Christmas while we go caroling:

Pay no mind to the cookie crumbs.

Play in the snow:

"In the snow" being use quite liberally here, obviously.

And pretending to be Jorde La Forge:

What?!

Merry Christmas everybody!