Life as a Thrash

Button Blowing

2010-12-26T01:05:00.000-08:00

Hank's giggle just makes me melt. And yes, those are Toy Story pajamas.

Daddy Daycare

2010-08-15T14:40:00.000-07:00

what parenting looks like when Mark is in charge...

ya... why would hank need a shirt when he has perfectly good overalls?

she's 21 months... practically old enough to babysit

when all else fails, plop 'em in front of the boob tube

lots of sista love from the blonde beast... or is she doing CPR?

The Many Faces of Hank

2010-04-28T15:23:00.000-07:00

Big Hank is finally here! April 16, 2010- 8lbs, 9oz, 21inches. He's already quite expressive... a total Thrash.

Diaper Days

2010-02-13T20:56:00.000-08:00

No joke, the diaper can make a girl do crazy things. Sharing her daddy's warm-blooded nature (they both bead up in a sweat when it hits 75), Hazel is a big fan of the diaper-only fashion... with boots of course.

And here is the diaper-only personality in action:

Glamour Shots by Deb

2010-02-13T17:48:00.000-08:00

Just kidding about the Deb part. Our friend Miah Klein is a pro photog (check him out: http://studio7weddingphotography.blogspot.com/) and he took some killer shots of the Thrash fam to document Hazel's first birthday.

Celebrating ONE!

2010-02-13T17:24:00.000-08:00

You could say the first cupcake was a hit. The kid shoved it down so fast that I almost missed the picture. You would have thought we hadn't fed her for the week prior. Hazel's got mama's sweet tooth.

We had a little bash with both sets of grandparents and Hazy was completely spoiled by her grandmas (striped theme of course).
We're still working on the smile for the camera thing, but she's got no shame with showin' off the belly for the camera. Woohoo ONE YEAR OLD!

The Unicorn and the Bumble Bee

2009-09-25T22:32:00.000-07:00

Melts my heart every time...
Waking up Daddy in the morning- one of Hazel's favorite family traditions:Does it get any better than this?
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Ok, so we're going to go ahead and call Sept. 25th a bust in the life of Hazel Rose Thrash. Here's bebe- modeling a sneak peek at Halloween fashion (I couldn't stop laughing and even though it was about 95 degrees in our house, I kept the poor thing in that fuzzy fleece outfit because I was so entertained.)
Well the Queen Bee of Capo Beach must have heard that someone was rivaling her in cuteness and sent her cronies out to take care of business. We were on the way home from a tailgate party and Hazy belts out screaming in the far back of Larry the Van. Low and behold, She got stung by a bee right on the chest. Oh yeah, and that was AFTER sweet stuff acquired that huge unicorn knot/bruise/scrape on her forehead while taking a digger onto cement this morning while I was with my Mama friends. The girl is tough.

A rough day in this life of this little one! But don't worry, the bulldozer hasn't been fazed a bit. In fact, she came home and proved that she wasn't gonna let a couple of sissy little injuries hold her down. Here are the first steps we've been able to capture on film!

Lost Canyon mania

2009-07-04T16:26:00.000-07:00

One of the biggest highlights of every year for me is the month that we get to serve at a YoungLife camp- I seriously love it. I really feel like camp is the way that life was intended- living in community, everyone with a piece of the puzzle that all works together for one purpose- allowing kids to experience the Lord and life to the full. This summer we kinda got jipped because our Assignment was only three weeks- but it proved to be action-packed enough to make it feel like four.That's the insane dining hall and the lake. No surprises for me in there this year... thank God.
This was the standard sunset. It was so sweet- random rainstorms would pop up out of nowhere and then be done in like ten minutes.

We were in charge of the Work Crew, 41 high schoolers that came to work for free to give campers the best week of their lives. These kids were awesome. Many of them were dealing with some pretty intense stuff in life and it was a total priviledge to see them transformed as they experienced God in and through them. And by "we" I mean Mark- he worked his tail off and I mostly just took Hazel to the pool and coached her in her grunting... at least for the first week until I had a melt down and needed a little bit more in my life. I ended up having the opportunity to wade through some heavy issues with few high school girls and got to see the Lord at work up-close and personal. I love that.

This is just hanging one morning (since Sweet Haze got up at 6:30am every day). You know Lil Rounds gives one of the best titty-twisters in town.

Our first week was over 200 kids with disabilities- talk about melting your heart. These kids live on a different planet than us- they're so joyful and free and don't give a rip about status/style/money/image/all-that-junk. Total reality check. This is Mark with the two governators- they called themselves Arnold and Arnold Jr. and talked in accents like the Kindergarten Cop.

Hazy was in full effect on the floor. Sweet stuff is worming her way through life these days. I keep telling her to drop the knees, but she's not one to take unsolicited advice.

Lil' cowgirl had to sport the Tupac bandana so she didn't get confused for a cowboy.

This is Hazel's camp bestie- Olivia Amaro. She's 11 months old and man, has she got some tricks. My favorite is when her mom takes something away from her, she always says, "Nana"- calling for her grandma. Together they pretty much just practiced not sharing and grabbing each other's facial features.
Christmas in July.How many costumes can one mom put her kid in in just three weeks?
Oh you know Roxanne (the Raffle Princess) had to make an appearance or two. At one point I tried to raffle off that darn holey CSI cut-off shirt of Mark's but the stinkin' kid gave it back. Boo.

Thrash Hippies.

The last night a bunch of the A-Team put on a show to mock and roast all of the funny things that had happened. So of course that hairy beast strapped to Mark in the Baby Bjorn is our friend Jamie, playing Hazel Thrash- who had a starring role in the show with her random and uncontrollable grunts/shouts and floppy headbands. I have to say, he was pretty accurate.

Dare I even attempt to explain?... My husband, the American Woman. So proud of those legs.

And this, my dear friends and family, is not necessarily something to be proud of... but definitely a moment in life that will not soon be forgotten. Complete with black socks.

April showers bring.... more wrinkles

2009-05-10T22:19:00.000-07:00

April was a killer month- I hit the big 3-0, we spent a week in Mammoth, & finally made it out to Stagecoach with our good buds Brian & Lyndsey. We've been talking about it for two years so it felt good to make it happen.

What a Husby! For my big bday we went out to breakfast at the creperie by the pier... Grandma picked up the little one and kept her for the night, while Mark spoiled me at the mall, took me out to lunch, then to Blue Lantern Inn for massages & jacuzzi tub in our oceanview room... next to Bungalow for probably the best fish I've ever had... then a great night's SLEEP- a total Thrash fave.
Hazy got dropped off at our hotel in the morning and there were only more surprises around the bend. That night I thought we were going to dinner at my friend Jess' house in Newport. Mark had set up about ten of my girlfriends with appetizers, drinks and dinner to cruise Newport Harbor in a duffy boat the the evening. SOOOOOOOO unbelievable.

La Leche League just posted a statement that toes are supposed to be the most nutritious thing next to breastmilk. Ya, my kid is super-organic.

If you know Mark well, you know that he has three kryptonites: sun, overhead lighting at night, and ankle injuries. Oooh, he's had it bad with number 3. This was a few days in- he's currently still battling it and it has been 10 weeks now. Not too fun.

Buddy Hergesell came over for a visit right before we left for Mammoth. Hazel could take him.

There's nothing quite like a bath in the kitchen sink... in sepia.

So we decided to break out the ol' solids while we were in Mammoth just to spice things up. Hazel was almost six months and definitely had an opinion on the deal.

Country music for two straight days in the desert- does it get any better than that? 2nd best part of the whole deal- Mark finally got rid of that nasty mustache when it was over. Get yo praise hand up for that.

Sweet Haze was a total champ- slept right through Martina & Brad but at least she got to hear Hootie try to make his comeback.

Easter with her Pop. The only hats that stand a chance these days are the ones with a chin-strap.

Balla Status. Papa Jim must be so proud.

And Uncle Corey has been working with the little lady on her posture. No hunchbacks in this house.

Sit-up and Roll

2009-04-01T23:06:00.000-07:00

So we have been working on a few new skills for this little chunky monkey... she has not quite mastered the whole sitting up thing, but the girl has got the roll down... to the left. Right is next week. (Click on pics to play videos)

5 Months is Pretty Darn Fun

2009-04-01T21:41:00.000-07:00

Apple Bottom Jeans... Boots with the Furs. Girl's got the whole outfit and the cute little booty to go with it. And yes, she's still working on the rest of her hair. But the back-bottom is definitely winning.

Curtis the Caterpillar has become quite the challenger at Hazel's wrestling extravangzas. He's also trying to compete with her for the chubby cheek title.

This fur coat is too much! I felt like I was snuggling up to a little brown bear. She was like a breathing, grunting, squirming stuffed teddy bear.

We went on a YoungLife leader retreat to Oakbridge in early March down in San Diego. Jr. Leaders Tayren and Krosby got the babe all decked out for the 'Outta this World' space dance party. She rocked the night away- what a sport!

Nate, LeeAnne and Azania (like lasagna without the 'L') Allman made a trip from AZ earlier in the month for some Thrash-Allman time. They're our good friends that we met working at Woodleaf a couple summers ago. Little Mousey was born 12 days after Hazel so it is so much fun to swap stories and now to see the girls meet each other. Hazel went straight for the face.Priceless smiles.
After a strict rotation through Uncle Nate's Morning Gymboree, the ladies landed together under the Einstein star. Luckily this was before Hazel knew how to roll or sweet Aza woulda been hurtin'.

Oh spring brings out so many awesome opportunities to show off the rolls.

First rose from a boy... Dad. Let's keep it that way.
"Hmmmm.... I wonder what this tastes like...."
You know that old movie, "Look Who's Talking?" where the guy does the voice for the baby the whole time? That's one of my favorite things to do- try to do voiceover for whatever's going on in Hazel's little brain. I probably say, "Hmmm... I wonder what this tastes like" like 50 times a day because the kid puts EVERYTHING in her mouth. I need a new line.

Hangin' with the Goodfellar girls... two of her favs. Riley is 7 and she draws out Hazel's hyper-hypo side, while Tyler (4 months) and Haze just like to chill.

Poor fair-skinned young Thrash doesn't stand chance against the sun.

4 Months and Getting Chubbier by the Minute

2009-02-21T22:45:00.000-08:00

Ya know, what kind of life would it be if our 4 month old didn't have her own robe? I mean really, is a kid expected to go straight from towel to PJ's? That would just be a tragedy. This lil ducky robe has been hanging in our bathroom for months in anticipation of Hazel's arrival... a total infant staple.

This DVD is insane... it sucks her in every time. PraiseBaby. Note the other 10 activities that we have already tried in the background.

Miss Attitude. Girl's got a personality already.

I have bruises on my thighs because Hazel just can't get enough of standing up on my lap. She refuses to sit these days. Her little legs are so strong (not yet as strong as her will, but close). I couldn't wait to get her one of those massive jungle gym toys that they stand in and you clip toys all around it. So when she hit the 4 month mark this week, guess what showed up... woohoo! This is our new Thrash family favorite. The idea was that it would buy us a lot more free time because she could entertain herself, but instead we find ourselves just hanging out watching her play in it because it's so darn cute. Oh that frog.

Wednesday mornings we take off from YoungLife work and YoungLife discussion (nearly impossible, but it's a healthy aim) and just hang out as a family. Last Wednesday was family work day and there was no way we were gonna let the kid off the hook... girl has got to learn some responsibility! So here she is, harnessed on her daddy and getting after that carwash.

Haze and me enjoying some backyard time. Yes, it's true, my nose is crooked.

The Girl is Yappin'

2009-01-26T20:06:00.000-08:00

Big Week in the Thrash household. Haze found her hands and her voice! It has been pretty hilarious to hear what she has to say.

Oh the bow... I can't get enough of it... huge fan. Mark dressed her in this outfit and I must say, that dad's got quite the style. Lil' hippie flare right there.
Hazel recently made friends with bulldog Phyllis. The real Phyllis is still about 5 years out in the Thrash family plan.

The wrinkly buns, leg rolls, and the mini-mullet... so much to be proud of.

And here she is- such a big girl, sitting up for the first time in her new Bumbo that Grandma got her today. She loved it... for about 4 minutes.

Always an adventure around here. Mark and I find ourselves cracking up with each new development. We can watch her for hours. We're loving these awesome moments with our lil' babe.

Sooooo Big!

2009-01-10T22:31:00.000-08:00

Haze and Honey... almost three months...

Oh the College Days

2009-01-02T20:54:00.000-08:00

So Mark and I just hosted our first major rager at the Thrash house: 16 college students spent two nights over New Year's for our Summer Staff Reunion. They were the kids we worked with at Woodleaf this summer... such a fun and creative group of individuals that love each other and love Jesus. It was a rough turn around coming off of a week in Albuquerque and trying to get a two-and-a-half month old to stay quiet till 10am, but totally fun.

We spent a freezing afternoon on the beach at SanO for the outta-staters.

Then New Year's Eve we had an "M" party in honor of Mark turning 29 finally. Here's the Mexican Mujer and Marlboro Man.

Here's the whole crowd... Mickey Mouse, Mother Theresa, MILF, Monster, musician, Mad Cow Disease.......pretty nutty bunch.

Oh, and Hazel got her first piercing.............. just kidding Grandma!

Alby '08

2009-01-01T20:39:00.000-08:00

Our lil' elf did awesome on her first-ever plane flight. She just stretched it out and relaxed.
Nothing like being home in the mountains of Albuquerque for a white Christmas.Hazel was spoiled by Grandma Den and Papa Jim with all kinds of fun stuff. Now she just has to learn how to play!Papa Jim even got her a jump start on her new piggy bank with some rolled coins.Karsyn Grace, Hazel's self-proclaimed "best girl cousin", had a good ol' time taking care of this real life baby doll. She just turned 5 and is more of a mama than me! She was all about holding her, helping to change her diapers, giving her a bottle... talk about a babysitter. My friend Mandy once told me the best kept secret is home-schooled jr. high babysitters cuz they're super mature and super cheap. I bet an even better kept secret is the 5-year-old sitter.

Time with Tyler

2008-12-20T21:18:00.000-08:00

Hazel got to spend quality time with her buddy Tyler Goodfellow this weekend. Hazel is twice Tyler's age, takes twice as long to eat, has 1/10th as much hair, and spits up about ten times more than Tyler... obviously. Great stats.

Open Your Eyes, Baby

2008-12-20T13:04:00.000-08:00

How am I supposed to feed this kid when she can't stay awake?

Mouth Fulla Chest Hair

2008-12-20T09:17:00.000-08:00

Hazel's First Day. Mark promised me he wouldn't let Hazel try to milk him but she hadn't quite figured it out yet!

2 Months of Hazel

2008-12-19T22:09:00.000-08:00

Mark practicing the "baby-wearing" fad with our bulldog Phyllis.

Mama enjoying Hazel's little noises. Who's profile do you like better?

Quality time with the grandparents.

It's all about the tummy time.

Hazel on a platter... Same exact size as our Thanksgiving turkey! She wasn't too happy about that little photo op.

And bath-time wasn't a favorite at first either... but it's gotten a lot more fun since then... apart from the fact that Haze always pees in the water.

Rockstar status. A high school kid passed these on after unwrapping them at our YoungLife white elephant exchange. Such a glamor girl.

Our lil' Asian baby. We spoke in accents that day just to keep with the theme.

Cutest mini elf you ever did see!

The Thrash Family Christmas photo. It only took about 34 tries. How do you do it with multiple kids?

She Finally Made It!

2008-12-19T21:27:00.000-08:00

On October 16, 2008 we welcomed Hazel Rose Thrash into the world... Holla! 8 lbs, 2 oz, 19.5 inches long and sharing a birthday with the infamous vegetable.

Dad was all about the "skin-to-skin" but Hazel
found out quickly where the milk was (& wasn't).

After two crazy days of most our favorite people coming to meet the little one, one completely sleepless night, and a lame hematoma (don't ask), we got to head home to figure it out on our own. Hazey was not a big fan of the carseat that first time... my, my how things change! Now she hardly goes a night without a car-ride to put her to sleep. We've got no shame... car-rides, hairdryers and the vacuum are some of the favored Thrash tools and calming this child of ours.