Introducing....

Bode Michael Beckstead

9-17-09

8 lb 12 oz - 21 inches long

Rylie is a pretty proud sister and getting used to having Bode around.
Proud Parents!

My big girl and last day of summer!

Yes, my baby is growing up so fast! I guess that is a good thing since we will soon have a new addition to our family. She is all potty trained and doing great!

I didn't want her to ever out grow her crib. She never did try to climb out and slept really well in it. In fact, one day she told me she wanted a new bed and I was like, oh why? Because I can't get out of my crib. Oh!! But, I finally gave in and now she is sleeping like a champ in her big girl bed. She is pretty proud of it.

what a cheese!

Her big girl chattering.... *When I a mom, I am going to drink Diet Coke!

*When I a Dad, I am going to drink Mountain Dew!

*When I am a mom, then you (Mike) will be Grandma!

I sure hope she loves this new baby as much as her babies, they are pretty spoiled.

She is even wearing earrings (hair bows) and so is her dad. Good thing he is always willing to play dress up with her.

Last day of summer, I have to admit I have mixed emotions. I sure have had a great summer and am sad to think it is over. But on the other hand our new addition is almost here!! I posed on the beach, so everyone can see the belly. Everything is still going well!

I just realized where Rylie gets her Cheesy grins from!

HOT DOG ROAST...

Usually we camp several times a year, but not this year. We have not been once, so we decided to head up to my parents for a hot dog roast instead. It was a perfect night of dogs and smores! Mom, Dad, Erica, Jaiden, Camry, Kade joined in the fun.

Mom and Dad at the fire!

I know a flattering picture of me, but I am 8.5 months pregnant and don't really have a lap for Rylie anymore.

My dad showing off or something.

Cache Valley Century Ride

How about a 100 mile bike ride around Cache Valley. Well Mike was all for it and was making pretty good time when I got a call, quicker than I had expected (he was going to call me at the last rest stop so we could be at the finish line).... and he had blown a tire at the 83rd MILE. He spent some time trying a new tube and it would not hold due to the tire blown. So his great support (ME and Rylie) headed out to pick him up. I felt so bad that he had gone that far and wasn't going to finish the race. But instead, we drove with his broke down bike to Al's and got a new tire. It took a bit to replace it out, but once he did, we dropped him off where he broke down and he was back on his way. 17 MILES TO GO.... so we headed to the finish line to cheer him on. He had 4 miles to complete the 100 miles, when the spoke on his tire broke, he was able to keep going the last four miles, but the brakes would catch every revolution. How about that determination. He did it though, he made the 100 MILES. Way to go, we are proud of you!