Friday, January 30, 2009

Viva Las Vegas....and Southern Utah

One of the duties of my job is to travel to St. George once a month and check to make sure doctors are doing what they are supposed to be doing ( writing lots of prescriptions for Pfizer drugs). I don't mind as Pfizer allows me to take my family down with me and we can have a mini-vacation. I do have to mention that in the three years I have worked for Pfizer, this past week was the first time Michele actually accompanied me on such a voyage ( something about a career of her own in Salt Lake City). The concierge at the hotel was thus suprised to see my traveling party go from one to three in a matter of a couple of months ( I haven't been down to St. George in a couple of months due to Pfizer's awesome paternity leave policy which finally came to an end because Michele was sick of me hanging around the house even though I still contest I was doing nothing but helping). Fortunately I was able to see all of my doctors fairly quickly and we were able to take in some of the sights, sounds... and smells of southern Utah and Las Vegas.

Michele always wondered what I did for work so I thought I would show her. Now I think she is confused as ever.


To put an end to all speculation, babies still have bowel movements in national parks and require changing while on vacation.


Take your daughter to work day. I can't complain about my job.

Growing up, we would always moan when we would watch family slides ( affectionately known as Pictures on the Wall) as there would inevitably be dozens if not hundreds of "rock" pictures. I think my dad was on to something. Now I have something to bore Kellyn with in a few years.




Nothing like a family portrait in Las Vegas. ( taken by a friendly southern couple who were convinced we were on our honeymoon)



Michele in Italy...wait, thats just faux Italy at The Venetian

Chillin with my pal Nicholas Cage. Michele was weired out that he didn't move and kept staring straight ahead. I tried to tell her that he hasn't been in any good movies for a long time and was just trying to make a buck or two as a street performer in Vegas.


I could be in France or Vegas, but probably Vegas. We probably wouldn't have gotten the 18 comments on our stroller had we been in France.


But the sign does say that Michele is in Paris...




-James, why aren't we staying at the Bellagio? -Michele, I think it might raise some red flags on my corporate amex.




Thankfully, this was the extent of the lewdness we saw at Vegas. What is it with Italians and naked statues?



Ending things off on the right note by drinking our worries away.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Meet the Doctor: Round 2

Approximately six weeks ago, the first person Kellyn saw was Dr. Bryan Watabe. In the hooplah of everything, we forgot to get a picture of baby Kellyn and the good doctor. Kellyn told us the other night she would like to have one for memories sake, so we did nothing but remedy that situation. You can see how excited she was to meet him for the second time.

Kellyn also attended the full block of church meetings for the first time today. Three hours is a long time for anybody, but even more so for a baby. But in addition to being the cutest baby in attendance, she was also the most well-behaved. I always get dirty looks when I fall asleep, but Kellyn got nothing but praises as she dozed through most of it, only letting off an occasional grunt to pass some turbulent air ( another thing I am sure I would get dirty looks for doing at church).




I remember you...




Kellyn dressed up for church


Photo of Kellyn and Grandma Lattimer belonging to an older post


Thursday, January 8, 2009

Meet the Grandparents

We figured we would go ahead and jumpstart the inevitable rite of passage for any baby and have both sets of grandparents come to Utah to meet the newest addition to our family. Kellyn seemed oblivious as she does to anyone that can't offer her milk. She only acknowledges me as I get to feed her a bottle every now and then. Lots of good times were had by both sides of the family and Kellyn says she might like to meet them again even if they can't provide sustenence.

.Who has more hair? ( Grandpa Wheeler)

Come on Mike, lets have another! ( Grandma Wheeler)

The Ohio roots ( Grandma and Grandpa Lattimer)

Grandpa in training( 30 years from now!)

Happy Parents!

Wheeler Grandkids


Kitters playing with her favorite Christmas present!

Maybe if I dress like a bear they won't eat me!

Training Kellyn for Sunday afternoons.

Where we going dad?