My latest adventure has been attempting to learn Russian. Randy served his mission in Ukraine, so I thought it would be neat to learn the language. I got a preloaded mp3 player from the library with Russian lessons on it, and the first day I tried it Randy was with me and he said he couldn't understand what I was trying to say. It's difficult for my tongue to spit out some of those crazy sounds. But I've been practicing for a week and Randy said I'm starting to sound pretty good. I can only say a handful of words but I'm working on it. The title means the Russian language. I found out that Tripp speaks Russian too, he says "Da," all the time and that means "yes." And of course I had to post some pics of my handsome man.
I love this pic! He's in a tigger robe that is way too small for him, but still adorable.
Tripp has decided he is big enough to feed himself. Which makes feeding times extremely difficult and messy. Not only was he covered in rice cereal but I was as well. (seriously covered, it was on my face, neck, shirt, and pants.)
And we went to the doctor today and when we were checking in, Randy saw this sticker in the basket. So I just had to take it. Pretty sweet, huh? I don't usually find my name on those keychain and licence plate trinkets, so I thought it was pretty cool to find it on a sticker.


