Happy Father's Day

The first Father's Day at the Walchli house. It was pretty exciting. Luke and I made Chris breakfast in bed. Luke woke up around 6am and after I fed him I thought, "Let's make your dad breakfast". Of course, I wasn't too nice since we didn't let him sleep in very long. We brought him his hearty meal at 7:15 am...pancakes, hash browns and sausage. It was delicious!

After church we went to my sister's house for a barbecue to celebrate the Dad's. It was a lot of fun since it was another weekend where my whole family was together (Erica's graduation was the other). We're usually missing someone because of something or other. I hope my dad realizes how much he is appreciated by Chris and me. Currently, he and my mom are watching Luke Thursday's and Friday's while I'm at work. I'm grateful my parents are willing to do that for us. What a wonderful relationship they will have. Luke already loves his Grandpa as you can see.

The Graduate - Erica Miller

We attended Sultan High School's graduation a few weekends ago to witness my niece, Erica, receive her diploma. I couldn't believe it was outside, but the class of '08 was small enough to fit under tents and all of Sultan's friends and family sat in the grandstand. There were 117 graduates, the biggest class in the history of Sultan High. It is the tradition of the school to walk with whomever you want instead of alphabetical order. Erica chose her boyfriend, Jason. I would have liked that, but my high school made us go in alphabetical order and boy-girl-boy-girl since the girls were in white gowns and the boys were in red. I was 5 people away from my twin sister. She had 32 family members to root for her when she walked across the stage to get her diploma. I think she had the loudest yelling section out of everyone. We are so proud of her and wish her all the best in her future endeavours.

Here are some of the family in attendance. I couldn't get everyone.

Back to the old grind....

I've started back to work this week. It's sad...I know. I didn't cry once Monday when I dropped Luke off with my sister or during that first day. We have had our separate time so I've already adjusted. There were those days apart while I was in the hospital, the many doctor visits and the dentist appointments where I went without Luke. Chris even let me go to Target while he watched him so I could pick up a few things. Of course, many of these times weren't longer than an hour (and he didn't really know me right after he was born so I'm not going to count that time). But, I still miss him during the day and want to hold and kiss him. I call to check on him and he seems to be doing fine without me. I hope Luke doesn't forget who I am since I'll only be spending 3 waking hours with him a night. My main fear is missing something while I'm away. I hover over him with a camera so I can catch all the cute things he does. Okay, it's not that bad. He is already starting to try and laugh out loud...right now it sounds like a cough, but I hope I am there the first time it sounds like an actual laugh or him rolling over for the first time, too. I'm not sure how those career mom's do it...the ones that actually want to go back to work. Or, those who hire nannies because their lives are so important to have kids in them. Does Angelina Jolie really play with all those kids she has? Don't women want to watch their children grow and learn instead of depending on someone else to do it? I know I do and hope that it isn't too much longer before I can stay home to do it.

Luke's Blessing

I have come to discover that I try to please people too much. I like to make people happy, but I can't do it all of the time. We set the date for Luke's blessing and it kept changing because this family member or friend couldn't make it on that date or that one couldn't make it on another. Then I thought...you know what?...this is our day and if we wait until everyone could make it, Luke would be three. So with some loved ones missing, we went ahead with June 1st and it turned out just fine. Chris gave a beautiful blessing. He told me he wasn't nervous, but I know I would have been. He is such a good man and I love him so much.

This is our first family photo!