Sunday, May 13, 2012

The Ghost of Easter Past

I decided it would be fun to show pictures from Easter, for the last few years!  It was fun to look at the old pictures and see how our family has changed!


This year, 2012



 I love Kayla's expression in this one!




2011

 You'll notice you've never seen them in these dresses.  That's because this is the ONLY day they ever wore them.  Despite my best efforts of begging, pleading and bribing they refused to wear them ever again.  So I returned them.  (thank goodness for Costco's return policy)



2010

 Love that little face!  And those big cheeks!


2009




2008
I don't have any pictures of Kayla on this year.  But she was only like a month or two old, so I forgive myself.


2007



2006



Thanks for taking this exciting journey into Easter's past with me!
Also, why do they have to grow so stinking fast?!
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Thursday, April 12, 2012

Where's Waldo?

 Does anyone else out there feel that their kids have WAY too many toys?  I bet you'd all agree with me!  I always have a really hard time deciding what to get rid of too.  And I especially can't include my kids in the decision...."NO!  That toy is special to me!  That's why I never play with it!"  Mmmhmmm....

Well, my girls especially LOVE their "guys".  That means stuffed animals, in case you didn't know.  So, why am I telling you all this?  Two reasons.  First, so you can slap me if I buy any more toys.  (Let's face it, we all know I will.  So this is your chance to take some revenge if I've ever annoyed you.  And let's face it again, we all know I have.)  And second, because I wanted to share these cute pictures of the girls hiding with their guys.

I think I'll have to keep that cute one in the middle.

This one is a keeper too.

And seriously, that giant bucket is overflowing with guys (when they're all put away.)  Who has that many stuffed animals?! 
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Friday, April 6, 2012

My Blondie

I always think it hasn't been very long since I posted.  Then I come to my blog, and realize it's been months.  Oops! 

So, not so recently we celebrated Kayla's birthday.  I'm all about easy, so we just invited all our friends to the park for a little party.  I just had the kids decorate their own cupcakes.  It was so easy and the kids loved it!  And seriously, what am I going to do when we move somewhere that a park party in February won't work!?

Birthday Girl!!

Our cake at home.  She wanted a cake with toys on it like Adella had. 

Present time!  I posted this picture on Facebook and it was pointed out to me that you can see Adella in the mirror.  Pretty funny!

They both skipped cake and had an ice cream cone.  I don't know why I even made that cake.  I'm the only one who ate it!

What can I say about this little blondie?  I just love everything about her!!  The last year-ish has been so great with her.  It's just Kayla and me all day.  I love spending time with her! She's self sufficient and so easy going.  She is hilarious and so sweet.  She loves singing and dancing and especially babies.  

If I ever leave the camera out, she snatches it right up and takes tons of pictures.
I think she's one of the cutest photographers I have ever seen.


Kayla also loves her family.  It's so great!  She'll never commit to being any one persons 'girl'.  I'll say, "Are you my girl?"  And she'll say, "Ya!  And Daddy's and Adella's girl!"

Adella's Girl

 Daddy's Girl
 
Mommy's Girl

I'm so thankful that this little blondie joined our family 4 years ago!
Happy Birthday Kayla!!
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Monday, January 30, 2012

The Little Girl With a Curl

See this girl?

 She's beautiful, right?  She looks so sweet, doesn't she?
And check out these curls in her hair.
 Gorgeous, right?
And if you have ever met my sweet Adella, you probably thought she was the sweetest, most polite child you have ever met.  At her parent teacher conference, her teacher just went on and on about how wonderful and helpful and responsible Adella is.  But if you know her really well, then you know there is another side to Adella.  A side you wish you never knew about....every child has one.  (Heck, we all have one! Haha!)  
One day I was discussing my frustrations with a friend and she reminded me of an old nursery rhyme.  It was, in fact, written about Adella.  Even though it was written long before she was born.

The Little Girl With A Curl 
There was a little girl who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good, she was very, very good,
And when she was bad she was horrid.

I think that about sums her up!  Well, that little girl with the curl just had a birthday.  Every single year I think, how can she be this old?!  How can I be old enough to have a child this old?!  And I'm thinking that again this year!!  A SEVEN year old?!  WHAT?!  I guess that's what I get for starting a family so young.  Premature aging.  Kids do that to you.

She can't resist striking some crazy pose!
(Future model?....Not if I have anything to say about it!!)


 She was particularly excited about this present.  
Just in case you couldn't tell from the jumping in the air picture.

She wanted a cake from the store, because they come with toys on top.
My way was much cheaper, and the toys are way better.

Sister picture!!  They're besties and I love it.  And them.

7 years old!!

I seriously love this little angel.  She tries my patience so much, but I wouldn't trade her for anything in the whole world.  Adella is such a responsible little girl, and she's so helpful.  She's also super smart.  It amazes me how smart she really is.  She loves her little sister and they play together so well.  Adella is Kayla's hero and her favorite person.  I love to see the little person she is turning into.  And I love the conversations we have now that she's getting older and understanding the world more.  I'm so thankful that I get to be the mother of this special girl!  
Happy Birthday Adella!!
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Monday, November 28, 2011

Sad Story

I've been wanting to tell this story for a while, but I haven't been able to decide the way I want to tell it.  It was just Thanksgiving, so I decided to make this my Thanksgiving post.  Wait, what's that?  A sad story as a Thanksgiving post?  Yes indeed.  I don't much care for talking about sad things and sad feelings, so I'll focus on the things I am thankful for.  And I think that's the perfect way to tell this sad story.

(The story took place this summer)
Once upon a time there was a regular girl who loved children. (Yes, I'm going to talk about myself in the 3rd person.  What of it?!)  She had 2 beautiful little daughters and a wonderful husband.   She very much wanted her little family to grow.  After a long while, she was finally pregnant!  Then she had many issues and trials with her insurance, so she didn't get to see a Dr until she was nearly 14 weeks pregnant.  Past the danger zone, she thought, but the Dr couldn't find the heartbeat of her precious baby.  So she was sent to the hospital for an ultrasound.  And soon after, learned the terrible news that her baby had not had a heartbeat for the past 5 weeks and she would need a D&C.  (Side rant....NEVER refer to Doctrine & Covenants as D&C)  The girl was heartbroken.  But there were still many things she was grateful for...

The several friends who brought dinner.  The friends who expressed their sadness for her loss with her.  The friend who went to her house during the wee hours of the morning to watch her daughters so her husband could take her to the hospital for the D&C.  And that same friend who watched her daughters for the whole day so she could recover (A D&C is a lot more painful than Dr's will let on).  The friend who brought her fresh baked zucchini bread.  The friends who cried with her and for her.  The friend who was sitting with her when someone unknowingly made an extremely insensitive comment and then offered to punch the offending person (The offer was very tempting).  The friends who brought and sent her flowers.  The friend she hadn't seen in years who noticed vague sad posts on Facebook and sent her a sweet message.   Especially the friend who brought fancy cupcakes and cried with her and talked with her. The change in callings, to one that is a little less (She did love the other calling and she was sad to change, but also grateful), and the wonderful Bishopric member who knew to say the things the Lord needed her to hear.  All of her family.  Her parents who cried for her.  Her brother who was extra thoughtful and sent a nice message.  Her husband.  And especially the 2 children she was already blessed with.  She knew many people experience fertility/loss trials that are more difficult than her own, and she knew that this trial was the most she could handle at this point in her life (And hopefully the most difficult she ever has to deal with, at least in this area of life).  So she was very thankful for all the small tender mercies of the Lord in her life and especially during this difficult period.

Thank you for reading my sad story.  I am so thankful for the wonderful people who surround me!
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