Matt and Stacy Compton Family

Welcome to Tucson!
We are starting to settle down in our new home in Tucson.  It really is a whole different world here. This is what I saw at school when I dropped the kids off:








This is what I saw out  my back window when I got home:




I am just glad it wasn't the other way around. 

Our blissful days of living in Omaha are rapidly coming to an end.  We are on to a new adventure in the blistering heat of Tucson Arizona. 








Our orders are to Davis-Monthan Air Force Base and we will arrive there sometime in the beginning of July.  We might be able to take a detour to Utah for a few days to celebrate the 4th of July AKA my birthday, with the fam.  






I am excited that I don't have to pack the whole house myself this year, the AF is going to pack us up. 


I also want to add how proud of my hubby I am finishing up seven LONG years of school and residency.  It's been a crazy ride, but it's had its really great moments.  

So, I don't know if anyone even reads this anymore, but I felt the desire to blog a bit.
I read this quote on pinterest that said "If you are nice to me, but not nice to your waiter, you are not a nice person."  It reminded me of a time I was at our favorite Latino Restaurant and a family came in to eat.  I don't think they had ever been there before and so the menu was a bit foreign to them.  The waitress does not speak a lot of English, but we have had her serve us many times and she is about as sweet as they come.  This ignorant family could not understand what she was saying and they had a funny misunderstanding about cheesecake and whether or not they had any.  As the cute little Hispanic waitress walked away they all twittered and giggled and made fun of her.  I felt so bad for her.  What should I have done in this situation?  Should I have said something?  This family was downright rude the entire time they were there and the poor waitress was getting flustered.


Anyway, on a lighter note.  Bryce is getting soooo big and the girls are just growing up right before my very eyes.  Here are some pics to prove it:






Love those little monkeys.

C turns six on Friday, but she didn't want a party so we are going to go to the Childrens Museum in the morning and go fishing in the afternoon.  The is her idea of the perfect day.  Oh, and crepes for dinner!

When my little sister Melissa was here she taught Clara to climb trees like a pro.  Since then Ally has been trying to follow in her sisters footsteps but still needs a little help and Clara is there to lend a .... head. 

Matt gave him his blessing on Sunday and it was very sweet.  I always love listening to the blessings he gives our kids.  He is such a good daddy!  The last pic is just for Grandma Compton who seems to get a kick out of pics with the kids sticking out their tongues. 

   Anyone who has been around me the last few weeks knows how eager I was not to be pregnant anymore.  Ughh.  Well, i got my wish one day early.   We were scheduled for a c-section Tuesday the 11th but earlty in the morning on Monday (4:00) I started gettign some very strong contractions.  I was in bed and woke up Matt and told him, I rolled over and realized I was all wet.  My water has never broke before so this was a first for me. So we scrambled to get things ready and took the kids over to a friends house and headed to the hospital.  A few hours later (7:55 am) we had an adorable baby boy.  He was 6 lbs 13 ounces and 18 1/2 inches long.  It took us five days to name him but he is now officially Bryce Eli Compton.  I am officially sick of hospitals and officially sick of c-sections but having that little boy give me kisses on my face while he is looking for lunch makes every minute worth it.  He is very sweet, hardly ever cries unless he is hungry or we are changing his diaper.  Of course I am still on some heavy meds too he is mostly asleep.  We will see his true personality sometime in the next few weeks. 
   I want to thank all my friends who send messages and gifts and had baby showers for me and called me while I was in the hospital, I know I was mostly doped up and could hardly form a coherent sentence but it made me feel loved.
   The little monkey just pooped so off I go on my motherly duties.

I am thinking about going private. I can see now why people have decided to do this. On my last post I got four comments all from people I did not know. It was creepy. I know it won't solve all private issues but it disturbs me that people can look at my blog/family and then leave wierd part english messages on it. So please send me your email addresses if you want to be on the list of viewers.