Easter with our growing family

It’s been nearly two years since I’ve posted on our family blog, but today seemed like a good day to make another post. Easter’s an important day for our family. It helps us remember that we’ll all get to be together again some day.

We have a new little boy since my last post: Benjamin Leo Anderson Casteel. He’s 5 months old today! And yes, he’s dressed like a duck in this picture. My mom made him this outfit for Easter and I think it’s awesome.

Kelly and Ben with Isaac's headstone

My little family spending Easter as together as we can be

We’ve been trying to establish some Easter traditions for our family. High on that list, of course, is to consume large amounts of chocolate. But we really want to make sure that the central part of our family’s tradition is┬áremembering Jesus and his resurrection. Our faith that our boy Isaac will live again because of Jesus has been such an important strength and comfort for us, and we hope that we can share that with Ben as he grows up.

So even though Ben probably won’t remember his first Easter, we’ve got some photo documentation that he spent it with us remembering his brother, and hopefully that will be the start of some traditions for Ben’s life, too.

But, no, we didn’t feed Ben any chocolate today. Maybe we’ll save that for his second Easter.

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Isaac Bryant Anderson Casteel

It’s been a week since we buried our little boy, Isaac. It feels too early to post about this experience, but I’m afraid that later it will feel too late. Continue reading

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Mediocrity Rules

Kelly: “You’re the best!”
Bryant: “I’m the medium-est!”

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Path of least resistance

Kelly: “I don’t know. There’s no way of knowing. But you can’t live in fear.”
Bryant: “Yes, you can.”

Hah. I guess he’s right! ;)

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Proud moments?

Yesterday I found out that our nephew Finn has been standing in front of the mirror, sticking his belly out as far as he can, and saying happily, “Look, Mom, I’m becoming like Uncle Bryant!”

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Welcome to Catan

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Kelly and I are playing Settlers of Catan for the first time. Well, maybe not the very first time. I think we both played once or twice at BYU when everyone else loved the game, and I think we both were thoroughly confused because everyone else already knew how to play to trounce the newbies without remorse.

So now we’re actually trying to learn. We’re using the Starting Set-up for Beginners, and we were really careful to match the example map exactly. We didn’t even let two mountains be in opposite places from each other. We even made them face the same way as in the picture.

We’re gonna be so good at this.

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Change

Kelly just said, “That’s the problem with change: you get used to it.”

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what marriage does to you

Just a few minutes ago, in the kitchen, Bryant and I were having a conversation. At one point, we said exactly the same thing in exactly the same tone of voice and exactly the same rhythm. And here’s what happened:

B: It’s kind of disturbing how often we do that.
K: What? Finish each other’s sentences?
B: Yeah. Or just say the same thing as each other. We didn’t used to do that.
K: We didn’t?
B: No. We didn’t. {his eyes widened and his face became very severe} It’s something that happened to us since we got married.

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Thursday evening conversation

B: Which one is your favorite?
K: Huh?
B: Which one is your favorite Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle?
K: Um. {pause} I… I don’t know that I have a favorite.
B: My favorite used to be Michelangelo, but it’s definitely Rafael now that I’ve grown up.

And there you go.

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Any rain is better than what we’ve been getting

On the news this morning the weather forecast said that the next few days would have some rain, but not much. Then one of the newscasters said, “Well any rain is good compared to what we’ve been getting.”

And it wasn’t a joke. They continued to talk about how there hadn’t been much snow and how we weren’t getting much participation.

Are they living in the same place as us? The place where you can’t even walk across the parking lot to take the garbage out without getting your pant legs soaked? Where it’s so wet that moss grows on the highway and street signs?

If this is a dry winter for Washington then it’s a good thing we moved here this year. The Utah-Washington transition might have been too much to handle if it weren’t so dang dry here this year.

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