Two Baby Boys

Ryan Johnson... almost a week old. June 1998


Luke Johnson... almost a week old. November 2007


Ryan has more hair, Luke has more weight... both have on the same outfit and each has his own special blanket. ...Grandma Johnson gave us the little Gymboree outfit. It's one of the few that I kept from Ryan. They both wore it home from the hospital... almost a decade apart. Ryan's yellow silky blanket behind him was made by Great Grandma Walton. She made it yellow since we didn't know what we were having. After three pink silky blankets, Great Grandma Walton finally got to make a light blue blanket for Luke.

Go Cougars!

When I woke up this morning Chris was donning his Fully Invested t-shirt and sitting on the couch ready for the game... 5 hours early. To help us 'prepare' for the game, we watched the BYU/Utah game from last year over breakfast. When Megan woke up and asked for dress up clothes we told her it was game day and helped her find her cheerleader outfit. She bounced up and down all day showing us how to do cheers with one arm up in the air. Pretty soon the whole family was in blue. If you look carefully, you can tell Luke is yelling 'Go cougs!' Naturally, it was a good day. What a great game. It was amazing Luke could sleep at all with all of Chris' yelling. Chris hasn't stopped talking about it all night - either on the phone with his buddies or with Luke, when he was the only one available to listen. Go cougars!

A New Little Johnson

We are happy to announce the arrival of our new little boy...

Luke Delmar Johnson
Born November 21st, 2007 at 3:32pm.
9 pounds 1 ounce - 21 1/4 inches long

Little Buddies

I showed these pictures to Emily this morning and she said, "Ya, I like my own time with Megan." These two are perfect little buddies. At first I was sad Emmy wasn't heading to Kindergarten this year... Now I'm so glad she's at home. She and Megan have such a great time together. Playing dress up, coloring, watching shows, playing on the computer, playing outside, helping me cook... Sometimes they go upstairs and I don't see them for an hour. I love that they are little buddies and do everything together. Today, like a lot of days, they wanted to 'be matching with even our hair'. I Love it.

6 Things You Might Not Know About Me

I've been tagged. Twice, actually. The problem is, it's hard to think of things that no one knows about me. My life is an open book... so lets see if anybody learns anything new.

1. I have an odd marshmellow addiction. Yes, you probably know I love marshmellows, but here's the odd part. Every time I go grocery shopping I buy marshmellows... the big ones -- don't bother me with those little ones. As I'm pulling in my groceries from the van I quickly locate the bag with the marshmellows and open them. I eat marshmellows the entire time I put my groceries away. Every time. When my groceries are all put away I put the half eaten bag of marshmellows away. PS- favorite marshmellows... the colored Christmas and Easter ones. Love those.

2. My fingers are always typing. I don't know where this came from. I've actually always liked to type so I guess it's not surprising, but my fingers sometimes have a mind of their own. Without really knowing I'm doing it, I see phrases on billboards and my fingers start typing. I listen to music and my fingers type the lyrics. Sometimes I type whatever I am thinking. During some church talks I find myself typing what they are saying. Strange, I know. Sometimes when Chris is holding my hand he'll turn to me and say, "Lis, what are you typing?" What's funny is that Chris does the same thing -- only his fingers play the pinao... and I ask, "What are you playing, hon?'

3. I love a hot bath. Again, not surprising, especially if you know my mom. I guess it's just something I picked up from her. Most nights end with me filling my bathtub to the top with burning hot water. If you can just get in and sit down... probably not hot enough. Definitely too hot for Chris. Along with my nightly bath is my bathroom cleaning ritual. While my bathwater is running I clean my bathroom. I clean off the counter, put everything away, spray the mirrors, sinks and sometimes the toilet. I guess it's like a timer... I have exactly 6 minutes to speed-clean the entire bathroom before I turn off the bathwater and get in. It's just the rules.

4. If I could pick a new career... it would be to go into other people's houses and help them declutter, reorganize and throw stuff away. No, my closets aren't always the way I dream them to be... but I thoroughly enjoy taking boxes of stuff to Goodwill, labeling file folders, going through the kids clothes and taking out everything that's too small, buying matching containers and putting labels on everything... just thinking about it makes me want to tackle my hall closet. I can't wait.

5. I am always writing in my journal... in my head. I've always been a 'journaler'... even a 'communicator' says my Dad. I just have a passion for recording events, thoughts, memories, and pictures. When I see something interesting I think of how I would write about it in my journal. When the kids say something funny I began to re-tell the story in my mind. Unfortunately not everything I think about journaling makes it to my actual journal... but hopefully it'll stay recorded... even if just in my head.

6. It's impossible for me to pass an Auntie Ann's Pretzel shop in the mall without getting a pretzel and honey mustard sauce. Well, actually TWO pretzels. One for Megan and Emily to share and one for me... I'm not sharing! More weaknesses... grape or cherry slurpees - when I'm driving somewhere with Chris, anything with avocados when ordering yummy sandwiches or hamburgers at a restaurant, and York peppermint patties when standing at the checkout of the grocery store. Creature of habbit, I guess.

Now... I tag all of my brothers, sister and sister-in-laws!!! Have fun writing.

Just Because

When I pick up my camera, she smiles and I can't resisit.
So here it is, just because.

Finally, an office.

I took a couple pictures of Chris at work last time we visited. After nine years, he finally has an office of his own. No, it's not a 'window view' penthouse office for this doctor. This profession prefers a dark little cave... still he's quite proud of it. I turned the light on for the first one so you could get a better view. Check out his fridge and ample supply of snacks and drinks. The girls love to go visit Dad and help themselves to whatever he's got. What could be better. He spends most of his time at the back table. This is where he reads his films and dictates. I love it when I pop in and catch him in action. What language are you speaking and how did you learn it?? Oh ya, the nine years. Love ya, babe.