My family...

I like how I complain about how I have no family photos and talk about it and then forget to post them. That's awesome! Kelly for the win! So here they are...


I am so cheesy! When will I ever learn to stop smiling like that?

Hence I like the one that you can't see my face in best.


I want to go back and take more, anybody want to come be the photographer? Is there anyway to do that without the three hour drive? No? bummer.

Something you really must know about Flagstaff...

It's August, and we are heading to Flagstaff. I think to myself, "Self, we really ought to bring the camera and USE it this trip." We don't usually use it. I pack it and it just sits. So I grab the camera and we head out at 4 am to cooler weather.

I wasn't thinking about the wonderfulness that is Flagstaff in August after a hefty monsoon.

There is something you need to know about Flagstaff in August after a hefty monsoon.







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Visions of family pictures, (Since every time we try to get a picture with all three of us it somehow doesn't work.) Blog headers featuring my awesome purple chucks, and just all out and out joy began to fill my soul. I had brought the camera! I had prevailed! But wait! The camera's SD card is sitting at home in the computer where we had left it. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! I had missed my opportunity again!

So I made Jason buy me a new SD card at walmart, because this blog header was not going to get away from me!

We tromped out into a field of gold, it was full of holes, and bugs, and I don't know if you know this but sunflowers have prickly little itchy things all over them. Not real fun in shorts but we trudged on. I had to have my picture! We only had a 4 gig card so we had limited space.

I think they worked out though. Next time, we will be more planned and prepared and it will be amazing and the light will be better and the boy will have had a nap and he might even smile more. He was sleepy and had had it by the end.










See he can smile. He smiles all the time, especially in the morning, just don't mess with his sleep time.


He also was really interested in all the yellow. He just kept staring at the flowers.


My other header option. I really like this one too.


J kept telling me to close my mouth, and I know I look like I am going to eat him or just like a total goober, but I like this one. He is happy, I am happy, the flowers are happy, it's just happy.

The moral of the story is, remember your camera and your sd card if you are going to Flagstaff in Aug, you just don't know what kind of floral awesomeness may tug at your soul.

Caught like fireflies in a jar...

I am so glad my phone and I caught this one. It just makes me happy. It makes me miss my grandma too, but it's still happy because I imagine this was a similar scene before The boy made his debut here on Earth. I am glad he has his Aunt C to squeeze him and love him here.




Hooray family, and hooray forever.

I bought myself something.



When I was a little girl my favorite show ever was Cinderella and I couldn't wait for my happily ever after. I bought this as a reminder and a symbol to me that I am living my happily ever after right now. I am going to wear it everyday and I hope it reminds me every single day, several times a day how truly blessed and wonderful my life is, even the bumpy parts. I am sure that riding in a carriage, even a magical pink and wonderful carriage is bumpy. :) I have the best husband ever and a sweet baby boy and I guess I just want to commemorate that and remember how I am feeling right now, even when it gets to be years later and a little bumpy.

The bumbo, the boppy and the robot...

It is my considered opinion that things for babies need better names. Between the boppies and the bumbos and the binkies and the nuks, I am lost. Not only am I lost, I feel silly walking around going "where's the boppy?", not full knowing what I am looking for. Was it the boppy or the bumbo? Who knows? My spell check doesn't that's for sure.



Complete and total humiliation, and it's probably due to the fact that the word Bumbo is emblazoned across it.

Besides that though, he's doing awesome. He is sitting in his bumbo. He sleeps super awesome at night, making his mama a happy happy lady. To celebrate his sleeping victory, I made him a robot. It's pretty awesome if I do say so myself. We got loads of awesome going on over here.





I have been playing around in photoshop. I kind of just went rogue and started messing with things. Hopefully it pays off. Maybe I will learn something.



I love his face in this one, It's a face I probably ought to get used to seeing. "What we have to go?" Or just "What?" It makes me giggle.



This thing he is laying on is a boppy. Don't you feel educated?



Anyway, that's the story of a cute boy his cute robot and his very manly sea foam green bumbo, or was it boppy?

The three stages of tummy time...

Anger:





Denial:





Acceptance:



I would like to say that once you hit a stage it's forever, sadly it's not, we often get thrown back into anger and spend a whole lot of time in denial, but we are getting there.