Thursday, January 7, 2010

The new kid

Every couple has their own style when it comes to naming children.  With Karsten and Taegan, we selected names that were uncommon enough that people would initially respond with a furrowed brow, a long pause, followed by "Oh, that's...nice."  As the children grew, however, their given names gained greater acceptance.  At least one person has confessed to us that they silently disapproved of the names we selected initially, but grew to love the names as she increasingly associated them with our children.  Their names simply fit them.

Once we learned that our new arrival would be male, we determined we would follow the same pattern as before.  We looked to our recent past for inspiration.

This is Langdon Lake, situated in the Blue Mountains of northeast Oregon near where Melissa and I grew up.  It's a private lake -- accessible only to the homeowners along its shore.  One of those homeowners kindly granted us exclusive use of their lake house on our wedding night over a decade ago.  It's a beautiful, peaceful place.


This is 17-year-old Ardythe Wilde.  She came from Union, Oregon, where she knew a boy named Duane Wood.  She made Duane want to be a better man.  He eventually asked her to marry him.  Her name changed to Ardythe Wood, but she still made people want to become better.  I loved her and Duane long before I had any notion of marrying their youngest daughter.  We think about Ardythe everyday.  Her latest grandson may not have the opportunity to sit at her knee in this life -- but he'll carry her name wherever life takes him.


We join Karsten and Taegan in welcoming Langdon Wilde Stoddard into our family.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

In the delivery room...

IN DELIVERY ROOM, SETTLING IN FOR BIG DAY.

BABY REPORT

UPDATE: 11:55AM The boy has arrived!  Mother and child are tired, but healthy.  [UPDATE - 8lbs, 10oz, 22-1/2"]

UPDATE: 3:45PM - DAD GAVE THE BOY HIS FIRST BATH, WHILE MOM ENJOYED A LUXURIOUS HOT SHOWER.

LAST UPDATE: Karsten and Taegan finally met their little brother tonight.  Karst' gave the boy a hearty hello, then reminded his mother that she could play football with him again.  Taegan enjoyed stroking the infant's head amid squeals of "he's so cute!"  Doc Hemsley inspected the boy this evening and indicated all is well (and that we'll likely be able to take him home tomorrow morning).
Exhausted, but excited at the arrival of #3

Thursday, December 24, 2009

It's beginning to look a lot like...

...well, nothing really. The fog rolled into Eugene yesterday and the weather man says it will stay through Christmas. Our kids have been praying all week that we'd get a white Christmas. Taeg' is convinced Christmas cannot occur unless there is snow on the ground -- so it's a matter of particular urgency for her.

With no prospect of Christmas snow, we decided to head out this morning and find some. We loaded up the truck with winter gear and snacks and set a course for the Cascades. The fog lifted just a few miles outside of Eugene, where the Winter sun actually produced a very pleasant day -- which is great...unless, like us, you're looking for snow. About 80 miles outside of town, just above 2000 feet, we finally discovered some decent snow. We rolled into a little snow park and built a few snow men, made a few snow angels, and tossed some snow balls at each other. The weather was a calm, sunny 36 degrees. After about an hour we packed everything back in the truck and headed back to our foggy home, where we're enjoying some frozen pizza and hot chocolate (with mini marshmallows, of course).

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Happy Christmas!

A couple of our local radio stations went to Christmas music non-stop well before Thanksgiving. While I concede that some good stuff remains out there, a lot of "popular" holiday music is pretty tired. I don't want to sound like a music snob, but c'mon, how many times can you listen to "Grandma got run over by a reindeer" before holiday elder abuse stops being funny?

Anyway, the kids and I put up the tree this evening. Karsten, who is no stranger to hyperbole, says it's the greatest tree he's ever seen. Taeg' can't stop approaching it and stroking it's branches and muttering "Christmas" in a Gollum-like fashion.


Melissa, who frequently occasionally complains she is being assaulted from the inside by our unborn son, put up some decorations too.


So back to the subject of Christmas music. I heard this one for the first time a couple years ago when the Tabernacle Choir performed it during their Christmas concert. Simply put, it's heavenly. I pull it up on my iPod pretty much every week -- I can't save it for just December. Give it a listen if you haven't heard it.