Old Toys New Use

This is basically round 2 of "Creatively Causing Effect". Do not actually text your vote, I loathe texting. You may vote mentally if you wish. Cheers!

Creatively Causing Effect

Carter and I were looking through an I-Spy book and we saw a really cool design of random knick-knacks and toys that caused...........well..............a lot of stuff to happen. So we were inspired to make a mini version of that in our basement. I must say that after many, many attempts my cheers at the end are both relief and cheese. But Carter captures the moment best with his own verbage. Enjoy!

P.S. Be sure to pause the jukebox in order to hear the video.

Cannonball Sasquatch Rarick is here!!!

Cannonball Sasquatch Rarick came into this world (and our family) on Thursday July 31st, 2008 @ 5:04am. By now you are thinking that Tim & Jodi must think that they're celebrities to name their child such an eccentric, strange name. Actually that was the first name she was given after birth. The following story should shed a little light on the matter. I fell asleep at about midnight on Wednesday and my slumber was rudely disturbed at 2:30am by a woman (Jodi) who said she was "in pain" and her contractions were 7 minutes apart. I quickly called our good friend who never sleeps, Anne Anderson, to see if she was available for an immediate babysit as Jodi and I had a hankering for an early morning date. She was over in a flash. We arrived at the hospital and checked into a room at about 3am. Two hours and two pushes later (no really, 2 pushes) we had another pretty baby girl. As you can see from the 1st photo that was taken during one of her pushes, Jodi was comfortable and cheery. Well the doctor exclaimed that the baby came out so fast we should name her cannonball. A few minutes later a nurse was poking and prodding our child and could not believe the size of our child's feet. Put it all together and you've got the title of this blog. For those of you who are still taking me seriously: First off you don't really know me because taking me seriously is not smart, second, we named our baby Naomi Rarick. I might add that the story for how we decided on her real name is just as entertaining, but to keep this post from going on too long I must wrap up. If you'd like the story give me a call or send me an email.

The last two days Carter, Molly, & myself have been chumming around together. There has been an outpouring of love and concern from our ward family and we feel truly blessed as both Mom, Naomi, Carter, & Molly are all doing well.

As for me, I've learned after 3 children that it doesn't matter how I am doing, no one really ever asks. I did not carry the child for 9 months or go through labor and delivery; and because I am male it is assumed that I am struggling having the other two children all by myself. Because of this I included the 3rd photo of how a father can feel in such times.

Now it is time to figure out how to guard against an offensive attack of 3 when our defense is merely 2. Our defensive strategy has gone from the double team (Carter), to man-to-man (Carter & Molly), now to a zone, I suppose (Carter, Molly, & Cannonball).

In all seriousness, things are great. I am tired but happy. We look forward to learning and growing together. Life has been remarkable for me, I honestly feel as though I've been given much more than I deserve. Jodi my love, you are my anchor, my support, my best friend........my life. Thank you, thank you, thank you.