The weekend

What a very lovely weekend.  I was able to spend ALL weekend with my son.   All weekend. 

On Friday, we went swimming.  And the joy of splashing... it is great.  He is so serious about it all.  He looks like he is thinking so hard and then attacks the water with a personal vendetta.  Then looks around and sees there is more water.  Sighs, and starts the whole process over again.  Fantastic.

Yesterday was a day of being home and bonding.  My little man has the best laugh.  It is more like a squeal.  Love it.

Pig Dog

Roman got a haircut.  A BAD haircut.  Mom waited way too long to get him to the groomer and much shaving ensued.  He usually has this really long beautiful tail.  Now he is a pig dog.  His tail is curly and without the hair, it looks BAD!

He looks like a little puppy again.  He is cute.

Oh, the Joy!

How happy does this kiddo look?  This was taken after a finger-painting episode at Aunt Kari's house with mango baby food.  Thanks, Smeds for getting him clean!!!!

Little man loves his bath.  He has learned to splash and chase bubbles (from the bubble machine... not from gastrointestinal discomfort...) and HATES to get out.   It is such a joy to see him grow so much!!

Night of great pics

The many faces of Mister.  Love this boy!!!

The Last Decade

In the last decade, many things in my life have changed.  Many things have not.


Things that have changed:
Ten years ago and now:
I was 21.  (How young does that sound now?)   Now I am 31.  Yikes.
New Years Eve, 1999 we all knew the world was about to end.   New Years Eve this year I was home at 930pm and asleep.
My mother and father were still alive.  My grandparents were still alive.   My mother died in 2003, my grandparents in 2007 and my father in 2008.
I was not diabetic (at least not diagnosed).   Well, I am diabetic, but it is so well controlled now!!
I was carefree.   Still carefree, but with more responsibility.  Ok, maybe not carefree, but happy and optomistic.
I owned a crappy Chevy Nova - or a crappy Nissan Sentra (I don't remember which one I owned.  Either one is crappy.)  I now drive a kickin' Ford Escape that I love - especially in the winter.
I was in love with a man twice my age.  Now I am in love with a man barely six months old.  

Things that have not changed are my love of life.  My love of my family.  My love of the gospel. My optimism.  My love of playing my cello.  My love for my friends.  My love of education.  My love of my Savior.

Here's to another 10 fantastic years!

New Years Resolutions

Wow, Breanna.  Sexy.

I feel like if I share my New Years resolutions, it is like telling your wish when you blow out birthday candles.  It is jinxing it.  I will give an overall "hint" to each of my goals, though:

• Something about my health 
• Something about my spirituality (specifically goals toward scripture study quality)
• Something about my family (specifically learning unconditional love and forgiveness)
• Something about being a mom
• Something about my professional life
• Something about my personal finances

I know.  WHEW!!  Lots of work to do.  But two days into it, I feel like the goals that I made are really very reachable.  I have planned out very small steps in hopes to reach my goals.

On to bigger and better things, though.  Today was a good day.  I made homemade bread for the first time in my life (ok, second... the first time this last week was....how to say.... horribly unsuccessful.) and it is YUMMY.  (Thanks to Kari and Teresa for great tips that made it work).  Then I went to see Sherlock Holmes for the 2nd time in just as many days (I loved it...).

Breanna and little man.  Asleep during game night.

Then game night.  We played two new games at game night today.  Mystery at the Abbey and Nottingham.  Both very, very fun.

My little man had a rough day with sleeping.  I am trying to get him to go to sleep on his own, but it ends up with both of us in tears.  I think I will go back to rocking him to sleep every time.  I love that time with him and makes me feel better about my mothering skills.

Or maybe it is just a great excuse when I "accidentally" fall asleep with him.

Happy New Year

Happy New Year to all my friends and family.

Our family did the huge, lovely, loud, fun New Year's party at the Ray's home. Tacos and fun! We started a tradition last year called the bean auction. It is a long, chaotic party that is great. We bid (and won) a darling stuffed teddy bear with a blue nose and blue heart that Aiden LOVES.

Disaster struck, however. Seems that penicillin and tacos don't mix. After throwing up twice, I had to take my little monkey and we left the festivities about 9:30pm and went to bed.

Happy First New Year, my little man.

Sorry you have a mom that is a dud.

Can't even stay awake to welcome you into the next decade.

But then again, you didn't stay awake, either.