The yin and yang of a Taiwanese-American gal, an American guy, and their two "active" kids.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Rayley comes home!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
I like it when they call me big Papa
July 20th. A day that will forever go down in history. No, not because its the day man set foot on the moon, but because it is the day Rayley Mei Newcomer came into the world! With the web being the best way to communicate to Ellen's friends across the ocean, I was ordered to come home and post this ASAP. Ellen and Rayley are doing well, and resting. I apologize for no pictures of Ellen with the baby. All of the pictures we have of them both show some graphic latching..so I will try to post some of them together tomorrow. Here are the vitals:
Weight: 7 lbs, 2 oz...OR 3,231 grams
Length: 19 inches
Time of delivery: 12:10 PM, Pacific
Method of delivery: Caesarean.
Much thanks to the Hunt and Lewis families for staging the baby shower yesterday, it happened just in the nick of time!
-Trevor, Ellen, & Rayley
Tuesday, July 15, 2008


Now that we are in the third trimester of pregnancy, Ellen has decided to resurrect her golf game. Here you can watch her swing. I wish we had an HD camera, so you could see the flight of the ball, but you'll have to settle for the thrill of watching a full term prego wonderwoman smack a golf ball 100 yards with a 9 iron. Meanwhile, I, with my budding golf game, just try to hit the ball without landing on the club and breaking it, falling over, or dislocating something from all the torque on my knees. Oh, I also bake things in my spare time, which is a lot right now, since I am "in between jobs" at the moment. Pineapple upside down cake is my favorite, and I made this one on Sunday. I know this is a quick post, but I just wanted to show Ellen's athletic talents off.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Japan Trip 2007
Pics of our trip to Japan last year are finally posted. Click on the picture to see.
Marriage is Bliss!
Ellen and I attended the summer stock (known as "Musical Circus" here in Sac) production of "The Sound of Music" last night. After seeing 4 shows on Broadway, we were actually quite impressed, and a member of our ward was conducting the music, to our surprise. After seeing the show, I started thinking back to my days as a single man in Provo and Afton, Wyoming, when I was trying to find a wife. What a difference marriage makes.
When I was single, I would be kinda nervous before a date, especially if it was a first date. "What will she be like? Is she going to have an engaging personality, a sense of humor, and look phi-phi-fine, or will she have the personality of a rock? Will she appreciate my sense of humor, my awesome 1982 Corolla, my well-rounded frame?"
Then, of course, you had to worry about how much you should spend on a date. "Is this girl worth taking to the Cougs v. Utes football game, or is she going to care more about cute Cosmo than what's happening between the hash marks? Do I like this girl enough to take her to "Les Miserables?"
While I was thinking about all of this, an overwhelming feeling of gratitude came over me. Now, being married to my sweetheart Ellen, I have no such worries. I know what she likes, I know she thinks I am a total studmuffin, I think she is phi-phi-fine, and even finer as a pregnant princess, she loves musicals, is worth taking to whatever I can afford to take her to, and I know at the end of a night out, we don't have to end with some awkward kiss goodnight, or a lousy makeout session with no natural ending. Being married to Ellen is something I just don't want to ever take for granted. I'm so glad we can go do things whenever, wherever we decide to do them, and have great experiences the whole time. Thanks babe!
Our trip to D.C. and N.Y.
People keep bugging us to put up some pics from our trip to the East side, so here are some for your viewing pleasure. Just click on the photo to be taken away to pictureland.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Ellen moment of the week
So, a quick post about something that just happened. Ellen and I just finished reading the scriptures, and I was checking my email for today, when all of a sudden I hear Ellen singing some strange melody with very poetic lyrics. I turn to look at her, and she says "well, it's called the Songs of Solomon, so I thought you need to sing it."
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