Cliffs Notes Update on the Kluvers (thru June 2011)

It's been a long time with no update. As some of you know - there has been a lot going on for us since the new year, but here are a few of the bigger moments for us in first half of 2011 - mostly in pictures.

We should start out noting that we are pregnant! We are due Oct. 2nd, 2011 and we have chosen to NOT find out the sex. This has created some interesting conversations with WD about names and what he prefers (a brother or sister). Some boys names that he's suggested: Jesus and Chachana (his newest creation). And for girls: Zoe was his recommendation for the longest time - until his recent idea of Chanana. (Yeah - they're both jibberish to us too - not sure where either came from.)

WD celebrated his 3rd birthday at home with Grandma Karyn & Grandpa Ray stopping up to help. He wanted Yellow Cake with Blue frosting and sprinkles. So he got yellow (lemon) cake and with blue icing, and big globs of homemade frosting peaks and sprinkles... but he's not spoiled or anything.



WD got his first haircut - by a professional. His beautiful curls were starting to frizz out more and more, so I broke down and went to a local salon. Above is the BEFORE.

This is the AFTER. I almost cried! Such a difference and I wasn't prepared for it. I vowed to let it grow back out ... probably to get "my baby" back - even if just in looks.

Then there was my car accident. I was about 2-3 months pregnant (so... it was in March) and was on my way to class downtown one afternoon and I had the green light at the intersection of 9th and High I was hit by someone who also thought they had the green light (but I had a witness to support me). Doesn't look like much - but the poor Lincoln was undrivable and totaled. This stress wasn't really needed - but thanks to unbelievably awesome in-laws we were bailed out (We love you guys!!!). And Peanut (what we call the baby) is fine - no harm done thank God!

Then there's Dad. My dad got ill and on April 3rd Mom called Rob and Mike out to "force" him to go to the hospital because of it. Dad never returned to the house. On April 30th he passed away in hospice. This had been a struggle for all of us to deal with. I know I was in denial initially - thinking that we'd all been here before several years ago and he came out of it with a new lease on life. I guess I just expected that to happen again, but it didn't. It was actually affirming to hear someone tell me this very thought just a week or 2 ago, as I thought maybe I was just cold and preoccupied with my finals at school (which I managed to pass - 2 As and a B+. Guess Dad would be proud about that.). I have leaned hard on 1 passage in particular to help me through this. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding." Many times I've recited it to my self through tears... but I know it's true and so I lean on Him.