The Baughmans

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Although I will be happy if I never hear the word “Groupon” again, I can’t deny that they have some seriously awesome deals from time to time. Tyler managed to score a pretty cheap night to Lanes, Trains, and Automobiles here in the ‘Boro for a couple hours of bowling, pizza, and fun. Through some miracle in one of our games we all managed to bowl over 100. That’s really saying something b/c I am probably the world’s worst bowler. Well, at least in the right category. A category like “Brunette women, age 29, Murfreesboro, TN, with 2 kids”. But seriously, I am horrible. Combine that with the lack of decent sized finger holes in a 10lb ball and my skill level plummets even more. You’d think I could manage a 13 lb ball seeing as how I should be able to bowl a Haley sized ball, but that’s just not how it works apparently.

Anyway, I love taking pics mid bowl. Checking out the form, or lack of, always is amusing to me. And I will not spare anyone.  Although Brooke doesn’t even need to be spared because as usual she looks adorable. She looks like she’s just taking a Sunday stroll with a bowling ball. I’ll never have that kind of grace, but that’s alright. I play to win! (ha. ha.)

 

Front shots:

 

 

Check out the scoreboards:

 

I don’t know why I didn’t get a normal picture of me to go along with my bowling pose, but oh well.

Can’t go to a place with skee ball and not play!

We’re so blessed by our own children. Absolutely completely blessed and in love with them. So we couldn’t be happier for our friends to have their own.

March 9 = Sophia Madelyn Brown, 5lbs 15oz, 19″ long. This one belongs to Justin and Katie. Isn’t she adorable? I had never held a baby that tiny in my arms before.  She’s sweet as can be.

So sweet and sleepy!

Justin is going to be such a great dad. She’s already gotten him wrapped around her finger.

We wanted to see her eyes, so Justin tried to get her to wake up. She woke up mad!!

So tiny and sweet. Makes Haley feel way heavier.

Haley is realizing she’s not the smallest person around.

Everyone couldn’t stop taking pictures of her. And of course, we have to look instantly at the pic. Like we don’t have the live baby right in front of us. ;)

 

 

Next up came little Sullivan Gray Fraser. 3/18/11, also weighing 5 lbs 15 oz and 19″ long. I believe a couple ounces of that weight may have been his awesome hair. Congrats, Danny and Chalice! He looks just like his daddy.

He’s finally here, Chalice! Congrats, love!

Reaghan is already a very proud big sis.

He came out looking like a little boxer to me, ready to scrap and take on the world like his mama!

 

 

And last, but certainly not least, little Hadley Hope Collins. Though I guess she actually isn’t all that little.  4/2/11 – 8lbs 6 oz, 20-1/2″ long. Lora had us convinced it was a boy by her big low hanging belly. But surprise! She got another little baby girl who looks just like her big sis.

She looks so much like Audrey. And Lora’s all about the personalized touches. Check out the hat!

There’s those pretty little baby blues!

 

Next up is baby Bostian! Coming your way around September.

I think every year we are plagued to have some weird bird story. “Only at your house” is what Tyler says. I guess so. I suppose you would like an explanation.

Early on in March Dave got up before me (as usual) to get ready for work. I normally don’t notice at all when he does this, but I was kind of out of it that morning because Haley still isn’t sleeping the best. So in my very half awake state I hear a loud BANG! on the front door, and I mildly wonder why Dave is slamming doors so early in the morning. Not just a few minutes later he comes to bear the bad news. A bird has flown into the door and he thinks it has died. But what makes it even more odd is that the bird was already in my house.

These birds have built a nest in our dryer vent, and once a year one of them will wander aimlessly down the vent and fall behind our dryer. I can’t imagine what even appeals to them to head down a dark dreary hole away from the sunlight, but it happens. Eventually they will peck their way out of our vent and begin to fly around in the house. It can be very scary to wake up and have a bird fly at your head when you least expect it.

Anyway, so Dave is getting clothes out of the dryer when he sees this bird sitting in the back of the laundry room staring at him. I have to give him props, as I would have yelled my head off and woken the entire family up, but he just calmly went to the front door and held it open expecting the bird to just fly merrily on its way. He hadn’t really thought about what he was wearing, but let’s just say it wasn’t neighborhood friendly, and our neighbors were starting to come out of their houses on their way to work. So he shuts the screen door so he can go put on some more clothes, and that’s the moment that STUPID BIRD decided to try and escape. He flew right into the glass like a bad ad for windex.

Dave was hoping that it had merely knocked itself unconscious since it was twitching a little when he got back to it, then abruptly stopped moving. I’ve never seen anything twitch before suddenly passing out, so I was pretty sure that wasn’t the case, but thinking maybe it still had a chance. So Dave kindly used the cat litter scoop to place it in the garden hoping it would be gone when he came home from lunch.

That was one really dead bird when he came home a few hours later.

I’m not sure exactly how long ago this tradition started, but every year in February we head out to Kobe’s to celebrate Tyler and Brian’s birthdays. It’s really the 1 time of year I get to have some delicious (albeit expensive) Japanese hibachi, and it never disappoints. This year was no different, getting out to hang with our favorite friends and chow down on some good food. In fact, as I post this almost 2 months later, my stomach has just started rumbling and my mouth watering thinking about it.

Flaming onion volcano. I’d love to try this at home, but I’m afraid I might burn down the house.

 

It may have gotten a little out of hand…

 

Seriously, does this not make you starving? (sigh) only 10 more months to go.

 

 

Brooke and I were there too, just taking pictures. Love my friends!

Over the years, I’ve struggled keeping my weight down. In high school, I entered my freshman year at 120 lbs. By the time I left, I was around 145. College years came and went, and 150 to 160 is where I bounced around at. It wasn’t until 2003 while working at Metro Davidson County that I hit my then-record of 193.

Fueled by a desire to not look back at my wedding pictures with scorn, I started trying to lose weight in July 2006. From then until October 14th, I went from 184 lbs. to 153. It’s the best I’d felt since high school, and I love every single wedding and honeymoon photo we took.

But time has a way of making you forget, and Zaxby’s has a way of making you put off good behavior for just one more day. By the time my first daughter, Kelsen, was born on July 2nd, 2009, I was back up in the 180′s. After her birth, I told myself, “Now is the time. Your grandfather died of a heart attack. Obesity is killing America. You don’t just need to be healthy – you need to be a good father. Your eating isn’t just dangerous – it’s selfish to the people who need you in their lives for as long as God has planned.”

Every time I looked at an extra piece of pizza, a candy bar, or that double-Whopper with cheese, I tried to keep that thought in mind. I made it down to 170, back into my favorite 34/30 Levi’s 514 Slim Straight jeans, and I was feeling pretty good.  One more pound to the 160′s … but I never made it. I ended up with tennis elbow that put my racquetball playing on hiatus for nearly a year, and it was hard to stay motivated to work out when you couldn’t make it into a game. Shortly after, we found out Baby #2 was on its way! A joyous occasion, for sure, but money was already tight, and I decided not to renew my gym membership when it ran out mid-June. By the time Haley was born, I was back in the 180′s and kidding myself with the same old “I’ll start tomorrow” or “I already blew this week. I’ll start fresh on Monday” stories.

The New Year brought a new low (or rather, a new high); I stepped on the scale and it read 198. Wow. When you’re so fat that Wii Fit tells you it’s worried about you and blows up your Mii to resemble something closer to John Candy than what you think you see in the mirror, it’s time to change. I made a new resolution to lose the weight, and to stick to it.

The first time I lost weight, it was honestly a little too easy. 31 pounds in 3 months doing nothing but counting calories. I felt great about it and I’m glad I lost the weight before our wedding, but it gave me a bit of a false sense of “I’ve got this under control.” The second time I had more conviction as a new dad, but I was discouraged by the fact that 3 years after my first good run, my body wasn’t burning off the fat like it used to. Counting calories was a pain, and I started just guessing here and there as I recorded them. Then I started guessing a lot. And then I just stopped counting and guessing altogether. So this is my third go-around with the weight loss beast. But this time I’m going to get where I need to be, because even at 153 lbs. for my wedding, I was still 3 lbs. shy of what is considered a “healthy” weight for a 5’5″ male of my age. And the third time’s the charm, so I figure I’ve at least got old clichés on my side this time around.

Inspired by the new year, being a new dad for the second time, my amazing wife, my workout buddy Tyler Henson, and an app called MyFitnessPal on my EVO 4G, I decided to buckle down and do this for real. I didn’t have a real goal in mind except for “don’t be fat,” but in late January, I saw a post on Facebook from a friend linking to his blog, entitled “30 by 30.” It was a goal he had set for himself to lose 30 lbs. by his 30th birthday, and it inspired me to set my own goal. Plus I’m a sucker for a catchy mantra. I looked at my calendar … June 14th was still 4-1/2 months away, and I’d already started losing weight. This seemed like something I could do.

It only took me looking at a BMI calculator a week later to realize that 30 by 30 wasn’t going to be good enough, though. I was still considered “obese” at this point. Not even overweight … obese. And losing 30 lbs. by 30 would only mean I’d leave my 20′s behind still ringing up the scales at 168 lbs., which would still leave me well into the “overweight” category. That wasn’t going to cut it. To be considered “healthy” at my age and height, I needed to hit 150 lbs., so I set my personal goal at 148 lbs., and 50 by 30 was born.

Today is what I consider my first major milestone in that journey. Today I weighed in at 173, halfway to my goal. And I fit comfortably back into my 34/30 Levi’s 514 Slim Straight jeans, with my belt already feeling a little loose on the 2nd notch after leaving the 1st notch behind forever just a few weeks ago.  To make it even better, I am one day ahead of schedule. Today is the 81st day of the year, leaving me with 83 days until my birthday.

The first half of a weight loss goal tends to be the easiest (for me), since there are more pounds to lose and they seem to come off faster. The leaner I get, the more I definitely have to work at it. I am still inspired, though, and this recent victory has only strengthened my resolve. Next stop: 168 lbs. and a big, fat Gold Star next to “30 lbs. down” on my mental feel-good tally chart.

I’m going to be a good dad. I’m going to be a healthy dad. I’m going to be a selfless dad. And I’m going to be all of those things for my family as long as my Lord will allow me, without hindering his good works by letting food get between us.

- Dave

 

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So we’re back after yet another long hiatus! I’m trying to do a quick update while both girls are soundly sleeping (which doesn’t happen often)!

No major changes here, except the growing family.

Kelsen at 19 months:
-We’re on Day 4 of potty training. She’s doing very well so far!
-She’s learning at least 1 word a day it seems. Today’s phrase, “Oh buddy!”
-Loves blueberries. Constantly asks for them.Would eat only blueberries forever if I let her.
-”Song? Dance?” And we bust out select songs from Glee for her to rock out to.
-Loves Haley. Wants to show her everything and play all the time. Even snuggle!
-Its a tantrum throwing queen!
-She’s very independent, loving, and smart. Oh, and beautiful of course. :)

Haley at 4 months:
-Loves to be held constantly (still), but is getting better at playing in the floor.
-Rolls over both ways
-Tries to crawl, but looks like she’s swimming on her belly
-Giggles by inhaling loudly
-Still working on sleeping through the night
-Definitely loves her parents and sister! She has such a sweet smile!

Dave and I are doing the parental thing. Dave’s kicking butt on working out and losing weight. His Nerf obsession is currently on the back burner (probably because we now own all the cool stuff). My creative outlet these days is cake decorating, so let me know if you want something fun! I love to get practice in. I’m also training for the Warrior Dash in Manchester this fall. I need to get my post baby body back in shape for the beach this summer!

I will try to make a point to update at least once every 2 weeks. Dave doesn’t like being outdone by the Henson blog. ;) So see you again soon! No, I really mean that this time.

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Right now it’s Mon. morning and were are waiting to be discharged from the hospital so we can take our new daughter home! I just wanted to get a quick post in with a picture before trying to get settled with Kelsen and Haley and not having a nursing staff waiting on us hand and foot. :) Haley was born 12 days after her due date (stubborn like, well, the rest of her family!) on Oct. 16th at 4:15 pm after a relatively short labor. She is 9lb 14oz and 21-3/4″ long. We’re so excited to have a little girl, and can’t wait for Kelsen to get acquainted with her little sister! Thanks for all the love and support, and for everyone who stopped by to check her out! We’re very blessed!

-Dave, Sam, and the girls ;)

Today Dave and I are taking a scenic train ride along the Hiwassee River! The day started rainy, but now we are sitting in Copperhill (an old mining town) enjoying a lunch on the patio of a cute little place called the Nifty 50′s Cafe and the skies are a bright sunny blue! It’s been a nice relaxing ride so far, and we still have 3 more hours. Here’s some pics below!

Dave looking out the window at Copperhill
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Playing with my new phone. Who knew there were gangsters in the 1800′s?
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The lovely mountaintop shack we passed.
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The phone cam can’t quite do this justice. :me of the scenery looks straight off a calendar.
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Comfy prego checking out the view! Only 3 weeks left!
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Just in case there weren’t enough ways already to access this blog from our house, my new phone can do it too! So test post number 1 for me. :-)

Today is Sam’s family reunion for the extended family on her mom’s side. We’re at the community center in Hilltop Rosenwald Park (literally as we speak; I’m having a live blogging moment while waiting for someone to break out the first plate of food). On to the pics!

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