It's been a while. Sometimes I'm really in a writing mood and other times I'm just not feeling it. This summer has been fun.
We were able to go to my granddaddy's cabin for a reunion with just my immediate family. I'm horrible at taking pictures and of course didn't get any. Owen loved getting dirty and playing with his cousin Cougar. They had a blast. It was such a short trip but we were so grateful we were able to go. It was worth the long drive to be with my whole family.
A couple weeks later just me and the kids went to a Lambert family reunion with my mom. I wish that Joe was able to come. I think that was one of my favorite Lambert reunions. The location was beautiful. On the way home I was able to take my cousin Lindsay to the airport. It was fun getting to know her better. I'm grateful for family.
In August all of Joe's parents and siblings were able to go to Yellowstone and Jackson. It would have been fun had Kenzie not gotten hand, foot and mouth virus. It was horrible. Mostly because the first two nights she didn't sleep and I tried sleeping in the car with her so we wouldn't bother those around us. So...it made for two nights of no sleep for me. When I don't get sleep I'm very grumpy. So, that made for a grumpy wife for Joe. Next year that camping trip will be better. It can be something that I can look back on and laugh...one day.
Kenzie is now 2! I cannot believe that she is so big! I love seeing her grow but a huge part of me wants her to stay little. She is now in the terrible 2 stage. Oh. My. Goodness. She knows how to throw a tantrum. She loves the color pink, telling me what color cars are (blue car, mommy!), her dolls, she loves her brother (they are best friends), riding bikes, playing trains, and being outside. She loves her binks (pacifier) and pink blankie-it's so cute seeing her walk around with both of those. I love that she lets me do her hair. She is so patient. I love being able to braid her hair and try and find fun new hair-do's.
I'm the luckiest mother and wife. Life isn't perfect but I am so blessed.
Lately I've been trying to have an attitude of gratitude. Probably because for a while I was getting caught up in things. I wanted a nicer couch, I wanted a huge entertainment center, I wanted granite counter tops. I was becoming greedy. Are those things bad? Heavens no. They aren't, except for when you become so obsessed with what others think of you that you forget to count all of your blessings. I have a beautiful new home (It doesn't have all the upgrades-or any at all, but it's a home!), I have the best husband, I have 2 beautiful children who call me mom. When I really think about it, I have all that matters. All of those other things are just that...things. When all is said and done all I really want is my husband and children.
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Pictures
I stole all these pictures from my sister-in-law Adrianna's blog. We all know I am horrible at taking pictures. She is a fantastic photographer! She definitely has a talent. These first ones are from Owen's birthday (from October), the one with Kenzie taking out all the tupperware is still one of here favorite things to do. Silly girl. There are some pictures from Joe's birthday. One of Sampson when he was a puppy. We have Easter pictures and one from my birthday.
Saturday, May 17, 2014
30 for 30
A couple weeks ago I had been informed by Joe that I hadn't written something on my blog for a long time. I knew that to be true, but did I do anything about it.....of course not. For some reason I have not been in a writing mood lately. Well, that should stop now. But we all know me. I will do well for a while and then go on a hiatus for many months, and then jump back on the bandwagon and then go on a hiatus-making this the typical viscious cycle I get trapped into all the time.
At the beginning of this month I turned 30. I don't feel that old. Maybe it is because now that I am at this age I don't think it is old. 10 years ago I thought 30 was old but I guess my opinions have changed. I have had time to reflect on my life. That kind of sounds melodramatic. I have decided to give you 30 facts about me for my 30th birtday. I understand that at this point you want to exit out and find something else to look at. I probaby would navigate away too.
So here goes (in no particular order)
1. 3 of my 4 life dreams have been fulfilled. I married my best friend, we have children and we have bought a home. One day I hope to travel (more)
2. I want to go on a cruise so badly- I can wait but one day it will happen
3. Growing up I wanted 4 or 5 kids. During my pregnancy with Kenzie I hated it and was super miserable (I felt like I was constantly on the verge of passing out, among other things) I was convinced we were done. About 2 or 3 weeks after I had Kenzie I had a very strong impression that I needed to have one more pregnancy.
4. To go along with #3, the time is not right to have a 3rd and I'm not sure when it will be right. I just hope I will know.
5. I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints
6. I always dreamed of getting married in the Albuquerque New Mexico temple because of things I don't feel like explaining it didn't happen there but was married in the Draper Utah temple.
7. I didn't want to settle in Utah
8. I'm still getting used to the idea of settling in Utah, but I am grateful for all of my Utah friends and how they make it so much easier.
9. I'm pretty positive I had post partum depression after both kids but didn't do anything about it-I should have.
10. I am the only girl and baby of my family.
11. I don't talk to my siblings very often-we are spread across the country. This makes me sad and I should work harder at my relationships with my brothers.
12. When people first meet me they think I am very stuck up because it takes me a long time to open up to them. Once I do, I don't shut up.
13. I never thought that I would be a mother that yells. I do. I'm not perfect, but I'm trying.
14. I am horrible at writing thank you notes. Correction I am horrible at giving thank you notes. I have written thank you notes and they have sat at my house for more than a year. I found them and was so embarrassed that I never gave them out that I threw them away. I'm sorry that you will not get a thank you note from me.
15. I am trying not to be a judgemental person and sometimes that is really hard.
16. I want to run a half marathon. Right now I can only run 2 miles. HA, I have a long way to go!
17. I like to ride bikes.
18. I love my husband and children with all my heart. I make so many mistakes and I pray every day they can forgive me.
19. I love to sleep and I am not a morning person.
20. I love to read. I know it is a fantastic book if I give up sleep just to read.
21. Almost every book that I have read, I have read the ending after reading only about 3 or 4 chapters. I don't really have an explanation as to why I do it. Sometimes I just want to know if it is worth wasting my time on that book.
22. I love food, dieting is really hard for me.
23. I have lots of body issues, but I can say that I am more accepting of my body fat and all than I was 10 years ago.
24. I tried to give up facebook and it lasted for a week or so. Am I addicted?
25. I want to savor the moments and say yes to my kids more often. I want to be able to teach them and be kind to their gentle spirits instead of immediately get mad.
26. My mom is my best friend. Even though we live in different states I almost talk to her everyday.
27. My new favorite book is Lone Survivor by Marcus Luttrell. Read it if you get a chance. Be prepared for tears (and inappropriate language-just a forewarning)
28. I love being a mom. It is not a glamorous life style and I wouldn't change it for anything. I have given up so much for my kids, but you know what it doesn't feel like I've given up a thing.
29. I have a dog. I have a love/hate relationship with him. I almost gave him back to the pound but I would be too sad not to have him anymore.
30. I believe that Jesus Christ is my Savior and Redeemer. I know that there is a God and he loves us. I have become complacant in my spirituality. No better time to change that than the present.
For those that lasted this long, thanks.
At the beginning of this month I turned 30. I don't feel that old. Maybe it is because now that I am at this age I don't think it is old. 10 years ago I thought 30 was old but I guess my opinions have changed. I have had time to reflect on my life. That kind of sounds melodramatic. I have decided to give you 30 facts about me for my 30th birtday. I understand that at this point you want to exit out and find something else to look at. I probaby would navigate away too.
So here goes (in no particular order)
1. 3 of my 4 life dreams have been fulfilled. I married my best friend, we have children and we have bought a home. One day I hope to travel (more)
2. I want to go on a cruise so badly- I can wait but one day it will happen
3. Growing up I wanted 4 or 5 kids. During my pregnancy with Kenzie I hated it and was super miserable (I felt like I was constantly on the verge of passing out, among other things) I was convinced we were done. About 2 or 3 weeks after I had Kenzie I had a very strong impression that I needed to have one more pregnancy.
4. To go along with #3, the time is not right to have a 3rd and I'm not sure when it will be right. I just hope I will know.
5. I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints
6. I always dreamed of getting married in the Albuquerque New Mexico temple because of things I don't feel like explaining it didn't happen there but was married in the Draper Utah temple.
7. I didn't want to settle in Utah
8. I'm still getting used to the idea of settling in Utah, but I am grateful for all of my Utah friends and how they make it so much easier.
9. I'm pretty positive I had post partum depression after both kids but didn't do anything about it-I should have.
10. I am the only girl and baby of my family.
11. I don't talk to my siblings very often-we are spread across the country. This makes me sad and I should work harder at my relationships with my brothers.
12. When people first meet me they think I am very stuck up because it takes me a long time to open up to them. Once I do, I don't shut up.
13. I never thought that I would be a mother that yells. I do. I'm not perfect, but I'm trying.
14. I am horrible at writing thank you notes. Correction I am horrible at giving thank you notes. I have written thank you notes and they have sat at my house for more than a year. I found them and was so embarrassed that I never gave them out that I threw them away. I'm sorry that you will not get a thank you note from me.
15. I am trying not to be a judgemental person and sometimes that is really hard.
16. I want to run a half marathon. Right now I can only run 2 miles. HA, I have a long way to go!
17. I like to ride bikes.
18. I love my husband and children with all my heart. I make so many mistakes and I pray every day they can forgive me.
19. I love to sleep and I am not a morning person.
20. I love to read. I know it is a fantastic book if I give up sleep just to read.
21. Almost every book that I have read, I have read the ending after reading only about 3 or 4 chapters. I don't really have an explanation as to why I do it. Sometimes I just want to know if it is worth wasting my time on that book.
22. I love food, dieting is really hard for me.
23. I have lots of body issues, but I can say that I am more accepting of my body fat and all than I was 10 years ago.
24. I tried to give up facebook and it lasted for a week or so. Am I addicted?
25. I want to savor the moments and say yes to my kids more often. I want to be able to teach them and be kind to their gentle spirits instead of immediately get mad.
26. My mom is my best friend. Even though we live in different states I almost talk to her everyday.
27. My new favorite book is Lone Survivor by Marcus Luttrell. Read it if you get a chance. Be prepared for tears (and inappropriate language-just a forewarning)
28. I love being a mom. It is not a glamorous life style and I wouldn't change it for anything. I have given up so much for my kids, but you know what it doesn't feel like I've given up a thing.
29. I have a dog. I have a love/hate relationship with him. I almost gave him back to the pound but I would be too sad not to have him anymore.
30. I believe that Jesus Christ is my Savior and Redeemer. I know that there is a God and he loves us. I have become complacant in my spirituality. No better time to change that than the present.
For those that lasted this long, thanks.
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Thoughts
I feel like I have so many thoughts, emotions and feelings floating around in my head right now. I feel grateful, overwhelmed, guilty, frustrated, blessed and happy. How can I feel so many things all at once? Perhaps, I'm not the only one that feels all of these things on a daily basis. Do other people feel the same way?
The past two weeks we have been potty training Owen. Unfortunately, Owen is one that is as happy as can be in diapers. He doesn't care if he is carrying a load of poop around in his pants. I must admit perhaps I pushed him into it. I was sick of buying diapers for 2 kids. I was sick of spending money on diapers that hardly had any in a box and were super expensive. Everyone says boys are older when they potty train but I guess I was sick of talking to my friends (or seeing facebook friends) who have kids Owen's age or younger (by a year) and how their kids were potty trained and had been for months. I guess the kicker for me was when my mom told me my brother was potty training my niece who is over a year younger than Owen and no one wanted to tell me. For some reason that really bothered me that no one wanted me know that she was wanting to be potty trained. I think if they would have just told me I would have been slightly jealous but happy for them. But no. They all wanted to tip toe around me. I was bugged. I guess I have issues. So I decided whether Owen wanted it or not he WAS going to be potty trained. I know I shouldn't compare myself to others but I guess that is a great talent that I possess.
The first couple days were awful. He would pee or poop his pants and I would find out because I either stepped in a puddle or could smell it. Ewww, gross. He really struggled telling me when he needed to go potty. Sometimes I wish Owen wasn't so stubborn, but it is also something that is endearing and is a core part of who he is. I was also frustrated because he would go for everyone else but me. We had times where we just hung out in the bathroom for half an hour......and nothing. However, luckily for all of us after about 4 days it seemed to click and he is doing fantastic when it comes to peeing in the toilet. However...poop is a whole other story. Usually I know that Owen has pooped his pants when he announces "I'm hiding!"
Yesterday, Owen had poop all in his pants and running down his legs. I put him in the bathtub to take off his clothes and wash him off. It didn't go down the drain. I had to pick it up with my hands and put it in the toilet. Everything had poop on it. It was rancid. I was grossed out, I was gagging and I was mad. I wanted him to understand that this isn't ok and I was not so nice. Do I feel guilty, of course! Do I wish that I acted better and didn't raise my voice. You bet ya. This moment probably is one of my top 5 worst ways to react as a parent. Hopefully things will get better. I'm so grateful that Owen is forgiving and still loves me. I'm grateful that we all get second chances (maybe I should say third, fourth, and so forth chances).
On Monday night (or technically Tuesday morning) Owen woke up throwing up. This is the first time that he has ever been that kind of sick. It broke my heart. Owen is a daddy's boy through and through. It melted my heart when he wanted me and not daddy. Yes, I soaked it in. Tuesday Owen and I watched movies and cuddled all day. Let me repeat this....OWEN CUDDLED WITH ME and liked it. I was in mommy heaven. Yes, my heart ached for my sick little boy but I loved being the one he wanted. Later that night things were back to normal and he was asking for daddy. Hey, I'll take what I can get. So grateful it was only 24 hours- the sickness, not the cuddling.
Now our next hurdle with Owen is to get him to fall asleep by himself. And to not come wake us up in the middle of the night to come lay down with him. For some reason he is scared. Of what, I do not know. We will one day get it that Joe and I spend the whole night in our bed together. But this is for another day and another time.
Kenzie is my sweet little girl but boy does she have some spice! For some reason she has become a picky eater. All she wants is bread. I can usually get a little bit of banana in her and yogurt. I have resorted to making smoothies so that she can have hidden veggies. But that is hit and miss too. It is so hard because she won't eat baby food, but she gags on a lot of other food. Those teeth are just slow coming in. Also the kicker is she refuses to eat from me. If I give the spoon that I am offering her (that she just refused) to Owen and have him feed her, she will gobble it all up. I try to feed her, she refuses and I hand the spoon to Joe and she eats. Maybe she is practicing her independence. She really wants to feed herself but she just can't spoon feed yogurt and frozen smoothies quite yet. We go to the doctor in a week and a half, we'll see what he says.
Sometimes Kenzie bites. Where the heck did she learn that?! One time she bit me and I scolded her. She burst into tears. It broke my heart-until I remembered the bite mark on my leg. She gets Owen in trouble. A LOT. I'm starting to catch on to her. I used to always think Owen did something to her when she would start crying. Not just crying, but major instant tears and a big wail. Until one day I watched what happened. She tried to take something from Owen and he wouldn't let her have it. She came to me mad and crying. How I adore Kenzie, but I need to watch out for her. She already has me wrapped around her fingers. Both my kids do.
The past two weeks we have been potty training Owen. Unfortunately, Owen is one that is as happy as can be in diapers. He doesn't care if he is carrying a load of poop around in his pants. I must admit perhaps I pushed him into it. I was sick of buying diapers for 2 kids. I was sick of spending money on diapers that hardly had any in a box and were super expensive. Everyone says boys are older when they potty train but I guess I was sick of talking to my friends (or seeing facebook friends) who have kids Owen's age or younger (by a year) and how their kids were potty trained and had been for months. I guess the kicker for me was when my mom told me my brother was potty training my niece who is over a year younger than Owen and no one wanted to tell me. For some reason that really bothered me that no one wanted me know that she was wanting to be potty trained. I think if they would have just told me I would have been slightly jealous but happy for them. But no. They all wanted to tip toe around me. I was bugged. I guess I have issues. So I decided whether Owen wanted it or not he WAS going to be potty trained. I know I shouldn't compare myself to others but I guess that is a great talent that I possess.
The first couple days were awful. He would pee or poop his pants and I would find out because I either stepped in a puddle or could smell it. Ewww, gross. He really struggled telling me when he needed to go potty. Sometimes I wish Owen wasn't so stubborn, but it is also something that is endearing and is a core part of who he is. I was also frustrated because he would go for everyone else but me. We had times where we just hung out in the bathroom for half an hour......and nothing. However, luckily for all of us after about 4 days it seemed to click and he is doing fantastic when it comes to peeing in the toilet. However...poop is a whole other story. Usually I know that Owen has pooped his pants when he announces "I'm hiding!"
Yesterday, Owen had poop all in his pants and running down his legs. I put him in the bathtub to take off his clothes and wash him off. It didn't go down the drain. I had to pick it up with my hands and put it in the toilet. Everything had poop on it. It was rancid. I was grossed out, I was gagging and I was mad. I wanted him to understand that this isn't ok and I was not so nice. Do I feel guilty, of course! Do I wish that I acted better and didn't raise my voice. You bet ya. This moment probably is one of my top 5 worst ways to react as a parent. Hopefully things will get better. I'm so grateful that Owen is forgiving and still loves me. I'm grateful that we all get second chances (maybe I should say third, fourth, and so forth chances).
On Monday night (or technically Tuesday morning) Owen woke up throwing up. This is the first time that he has ever been that kind of sick. It broke my heart. Owen is a daddy's boy through and through. It melted my heart when he wanted me and not daddy. Yes, I soaked it in. Tuesday Owen and I watched movies and cuddled all day. Let me repeat this....OWEN CUDDLED WITH ME and liked it. I was in mommy heaven. Yes, my heart ached for my sick little boy but I loved being the one he wanted. Later that night things were back to normal and he was asking for daddy. Hey, I'll take what I can get. So grateful it was only 24 hours- the sickness, not the cuddling.
Now our next hurdle with Owen is to get him to fall asleep by himself. And to not come wake us up in the middle of the night to come lay down with him. For some reason he is scared. Of what, I do not know. We will one day get it that Joe and I spend the whole night in our bed together. But this is for another day and another time.
Kenzie is my sweet little girl but boy does she have some spice! For some reason she has become a picky eater. All she wants is bread. I can usually get a little bit of banana in her and yogurt. I have resorted to making smoothies so that she can have hidden veggies. But that is hit and miss too. It is so hard because she won't eat baby food, but she gags on a lot of other food. Those teeth are just slow coming in. Also the kicker is she refuses to eat from me. If I give the spoon that I am offering her (that she just refused) to Owen and have him feed her, she will gobble it all up. I try to feed her, she refuses and I hand the spoon to Joe and she eats. Maybe she is practicing her independence. She really wants to feed herself but she just can't spoon feed yogurt and frozen smoothies quite yet. We go to the doctor in a week and a half, we'll see what he says.
Sometimes Kenzie bites. Where the heck did she learn that?! One time she bit me and I scolded her. She burst into tears. It broke my heart-until I remembered the bite mark on my leg. She gets Owen in trouble. A LOT. I'm starting to catch on to her. I used to always think Owen did something to her when she would start crying. Not just crying, but major instant tears and a big wail. Until one day I watched what happened. She tried to take something from Owen and he wouldn't let her have it. She came to me mad and crying. How I adore Kenzie, but I need to watch out for her. She already has me wrapped around her fingers. Both my kids do.
Monday, October 28, 2013
What a week
Sorry for all that are hoping for pictures from Halloween, you aren't going to get it. I was at work. BOO! But I am grateful for a job that allows me to help provide for my family. On Wednesday on my way to work my car broke down about 3 minutes away from work. I was mad. I was so close and of course it just couldn't make it. I hate being late to work and it always seems that I am running late and have to somehow make up the time. A very nice man came and asked if I was ok and was going to help me get it out of the street. Just then it started up again and I was able to get it to work. Right as I pulled into the parking space it died again. Joe came to my work (which is so out of the way for him) to check it out. It would drive for about 5-10 minutes and then overheat and completely shutdown. I was lucky to have a fantastic charge nurse let me go home early after I finished all my work duties. Joe just waited for me to be done so that we could go get the kids and worry about the car the next day. The next day I had to go back to work to be there when the car was towed. I am so grateful for my friend Courtnee who was a lifesaver and met me at work to play with the kids while I got the car stuff worked out. I picked up Joe from work, took the kids home, fed them and put them down for a nap and then I ran back to my work. What a crazy day! By the end of the next day we found out that it was about 2,000 dollars to repair (if not more, because I feel there were more problems). Joe and I decided that we would cut our losses while we could and say no more to the Subaru. It has been a good car up until this point but it is time to move on.
Joe and I had the overwhelming task to find a new car/suv for me asap. We prayed mightily to find a new car that would be good for our family. One that was affordable, lower mileage and reliable. The whole morning was so frustrating looking for a car and I felt overwhelmed and worried that we wouldn't find one. at about 3:30 we went to a small used car dealership and I had the feeling that we would find our car there. I was impressed with this place because I felt like we had options and it wouldn't have just been settling because we needed something. Joe and I decided to get a 2001 Ford Expedition. I didn't want a car that old but it only had 103,500 miles on it and was in incredible condition. The car only had 1 previous owner and that owner was a mechanic. While driving it, I was so impressed with how smooth of a ride it was, especially for how big it is! The best part is it was a couple thousand below our max price and we even got it $800 lower than their asking price. I am so excited. Maybe I will get pictures. But no guarantee. I feel like because of all of that happening I am exhausted and a new week has already begun.
Joe and I had the overwhelming task to find a new car/suv for me asap. We prayed mightily to find a new car that would be good for our family. One that was affordable, lower mileage and reliable. The whole morning was so frustrating looking for a car and I felt overwhelmed and worried that we wouldn't find one. at about 3:30 we went to a small used car dealership and I had the feeling that we would find our car there. I was impressed with this place because I felt like we had options and it wouldn't have just been settling because we needed something. Joe and I decided to get a 2001 Ford Expedition. I didn't want a car that old but it only had 103,500 miles on it and was in incredible condition. The car only had 1 previous owner and that owner was a mechanic. While driving it, I was so impressed with how smooth of a ride it was, especially for how big it is! The best part is it was a couple thousand below our max price and we even got it $800 lower than their asking price. I am so excited. Maybe I will get pictures. But no guarantee. I feel like because of all of that happening I am exhausted and a new week has already begun.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Update
Well, it has been far too long. You know it has been too long when Joe comments that I haven't updated my blog in a long time. I didn't even realize that he checked if I ever posted!
My last post was right before moving day a little over a month ago. I love being in the new house!!! It is fantastic. However, I guess this shows how slow I am, or overwhelmed or what you want to call it but we still are living in some boxes. To my credit both Joe and I are working full time and it is so hard to unpack with little kids around. We have all been sick and I even got a little vacation time in the land of enchantment. I know, I know...excuses, excuses. Once it looks better I will post pictures. Just know that it is beautiful and if you want to see it you are welcome to come visit!
Owen's 3rd birthday is tomorrow! I cannot believe how time has flown. I still remember going in for the c-section, seeing him and holding him for the first time. Life truly would just be empty without my wonderful children. Owen is such a daddy's boy and Kenzie is a mommy's girl. Because of that I always feel so blessed when Owen will show affection to me and vice versa for Joe and Kenzie. Well today, as I was getting ready for work (I had about 15 minutes before we needed to leave) I heard Owen in his room yelling for me. I went in his room and he had just woke up from his nap. He looked and me and said "I want you to lay down with me". I told him you can get up, it's ok. No, he said, lay down. So I obeyed. It was one of those blissful moments where I thought to myself I have a lot to do and I need to get moving but I'm not missing out on this moment because I was so rushed. I just might have sped a little on my way to work to make up the time. :)
I love my children. I am so blessed. The pictures I am posting are pictures Adrianna has taken. In the move I have no idea where our camera is....but lets be honest I am a horrible picture taker and wouldn't take many anyway. The only sad thing is that I didn't get any pictures of the balloon fiesta when I was in Albuquerque :(
I guess most of these are of Kenzie. Sorry Owen! The one of Owen is so classic. I love that face, especially since that is how I used to smile in pictures.
Hopefully I will get pictures from Owen's birthday and can show his handsome face.
My last post was right before moving day a little over a month ago. I love being in the new house!!! It is fantastic. However, I guess this shows how slow I am, or overwhelmed or what you want to call it but we still are living in some boxes. To my credit both Joe and I are working full time and it is so hard to unpack with little kids around. We have all been sick and I even got a little vacation time in the land of enchantment. I know, I know...excuses, excuses. Once it looks better I will post pictures. Just know that it is beautiful and if you want to see it you are welcome to come visit!
Owen's 3rd birthday is tomorrow! I cannot believe how time has flown. I still remember going in for the c-section, seeing him and holding him for the first time. Life truly would just be empty without my wonderful children. Owen is such a daddy's boy and Kenzie is a mommy's girl. Because of that I always feel so blessed when Owen will show affection to me and vice versa for Joe and Kenzie. Well today, as I was getting ready for work (I had about 15 minutes before we needed to leave) I heard Owen in his room yelling for me. I went in his room and he had just woke up from his nap. He looked and me and said "I want you to lay down with me". I told him you can get up, it's ok. No, he said, lay down. So I obeyed. It was one of those blissful moments where I thought to myself I have a lot to do and I need to get moving but I'm not missing out on this moment because I was so rushed. I just might have sped a little on my way to work to make up the time. :)
I love my children. I am so blessed. The pictures I am posting are pictures Adrianna has taken. In the move I have no idea where our camera is....but lets be honest I am a horrible picture taker and wouldn't take many anyway. The only sad thing is that I didn't get any pictures of the balloon fiesta when I was in Albuquerque :(
I guess most of these are of Kenzie. Sorry Owen! The one of Owen is so classic. I love that face, especially since that is how I used to smile in pictures.
Hopefully I will get pictures from Owen's birthday and can show his handsome face.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Big day
The day has finally come!!! Tomorrow is moving day! I cannot believe that the day has finally arrived (ok not for another couple hours but you know I won’t be on the blog tomorrow). Life has been so busy trying to get everything done. We still have so much to do to finish it all up. I think the kids are so excited to be in a place we can truly call home. We went and did the walk-thru yesterday and they both seemed so happy walking around in the big open space of the house. I will get pictures up when I can.
Today we signed our life away. Before we went to sign all the paperwork I thought that I would have a mild heart attack knowing how much money was being spent, ok more like it, is knowing how much we are putting ourselves in debt. However, when we were in the office signing all the papers, I felt so calm! I know that this is supposed to be our home and that we are doing the right thing. I love getting confirmation like that.
Sorry, so short. I’m so tired…..so much to do. Wish us luck!
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