Sharing the Christmas love...

I am still alive! Isn't that wonderful news? I think so. I agree with this blog in which she states, moving "is nearly as stressful and futile as trying to run away from lava in swim fins." It really is just mostly comprised of stress. Is it really hard to move things? Not the hardest thing, but moving them and cleaning and then cleaning and moving them in, and just all the change and adjusting and continued travel whilst trying to do all of these things is a little overwhelming. Regardless, we have survived and managed to have a wonderful Christmas.
Here are some highlights.
The boy got to meet Santa!




I wonder if this gets him on the naughty list?

Stealing Santa's glasses is probably not the best idea. :) I was sort of hoping for a freak out meltdown picture of Christmas awesomeness, but he was totally cool with it. That's good too, it makes me happy my child can manage a jolly man in a red suit...for now.

Santa and I also got to meet the newest addition, Kylee.


We had the annual Christmas pageant, The boy was supposed to be a wise guy, but he was napping.
We had some rockin inn keepers...

And I do mean rockin, as in rockin the do.



This guy was running from me, so I had to prove I got him, and no, this is not the only picture I managed to snap! Muwahahahahahahahahaaaa!



They were Jim, Bob and I don't know. They had fun with it.



We had some great shepherds. Nose picking pictures not included. Your welcome. :)


And Joseph.

We had a fabulous angel Gabriel.


But I have to say my favorite would be these sweet little angels.

It makes me wonder and think, if we all didn't have angels fussing over us when we were so brand new. I am pretty sure our sweet savior did. Hopefully they were a little more gentle than these sweet girls, but the love is there.


Here is an awesome close up of The boy's gooey face. Your welcome. :)

I bet you didn't know I was related to Mary Poppins, but it's true.


We spent the better part of two days saying Goodbye to her as she sang "Let's go Fly a Kite" down the hall. Her mother had to tell her that Mary Poppins just sleeps up in the clouds but would come back tomorrow because she gets upset at the end of the movie. So the rest of the time, she would exclaim "I'm Back!" and we all had to be happy to see her. J tried to tell her Merry Christmas but she sternly reminded him her name was Mary Poppins, not Mary Christmas!



Funny thing is, this hat was not originally a Christmas present. Her Auntie was Mary Poppins for Halloween and she found the hat. She LOOOOOOOOOOOVES Mary Poppins. J found her today laying on the floor stroking her hat. How could her favorite Aunt say no? I love it when a kid falls in love with a character like that.

They got a super fantastic dress up box of joy from their Grandma. I have to tell you, my inner little girl was jealous. I would've loooooooooved that when I was a kid. The fairy wings and the hats and the dresses. It was pretty amazing.





Hoooray for super creative awesome Grandmas!

The boy got a rocking horse. He loves it!





We borrowed a hat out of the dress up box of glory, and Great Grandma bought him his super cute outfit.

Thank you everyone for your kindness and love and for a wonderful Christmas! We love you!

Maybe I will be less stressed and can manage to be a little more interesting next time, but you can't tell me I didn't have enough pictures this time!
Until next time Y'all!

Somebody in Pima thinks I am the bees knees...

Thanks to all who were praying and fasting for us yesterday. We really appreciate it.

Last weekend, the weekend before last, we went to visit family. I ended up with very few decent pictures but I have a few to share.

This is my niece, she thinks I am the bees knees. It's always nice to be loved. :)


And this is JT's little one, Taylor. She's pretty darn cute.


I had much to say about this trip at one point but now I cannot think of much. When we were walking into the church for the baptism my little nephew Matthew came up to me and grabbed my hand. He said, "You had a baby but it died." And although that kind of stung my heart a little bit at first, I realized that kids lack tact. I also realized that he was just letting me know that he knew and that he was there for me, and that made me feel loved and happy, after I got the sad out of my system. Then I walked into the RS room and Kayla's face lit up and she ran and grabbed my other hand. That made everything OK. I am glad those kiddos love me.

Two more weeks of school. I can't wait for Summer.

Change is not good...

I decided to change my blog layout to make it pretty and less white and boring and what happens? It is pretty but I lost all my fancy lists that help me know what is going on with my friends and family and that was the best feature ever! *Whine* So, I will fix this but this is also why I am so behind on reading. Blah to that.

Vegas was a fun filled trip with lots of sleeping and sore legs. Walking should not be that painful but you want to look cute because you are in Vegas so uncomfortable shoes right? We went to see the Blue Man Group. Strange but so cool. All I could think the whole show was "God Bless America!" These men put together something so weird and cool and they make money doing it. It's awesome. I need to find something like that, something I love and can be at least supported doing. I have ideas. I will let you know if they ever come to fruition.

We went on the dam tour at Hoover dam. We were late for the tour of the whole dam so we got to see the power plant it was pretty cool. Our friends who went with us, she got really sick the first day and they went home so we are seriously lacking in pictures because when you just have two it's hard to get pictures. Anyway, I need to clean because our social worker from LDS social services is coming on Tuesday and I need to be prepared. I hate to clean it's just so ongoing and never ending you know? It's really not that bad but I am lazy from vacation and laundry, I think laundry is the worst. I also need to figure out what I want to make for dinner and get away from the computer.

Recap:
Too much computer
No idea what to make for dinner
Vegas is cool and so is the dam
Ideas for making money
cannot keep up because all blogs are not in a neat space, will be fixed soon.
MUST CLEAN!
Bye.

I feel the earth move under my feet...

We are back. The ground seems to be in constant motion and my tummy is angry but it was so much fun. I would recommend a cruise to anyone. We had so much fun and saw beautiful things. Aside from my mother falling down a set of stone stairs, whacking her head and being covered in purple bruises. That was the opposite of fun, especially to witness, which I was the lucky winner of that privilege *shudders*, it was a really great trip and I am so glad we went. (She is mostly OK, still sore, but up and moving.) Once I get home to the snow and ice (ew) I will post some pictures and go into more details. I hope you all had a wonderful New Year and I hope this year is off to a wonderful start!

Oh, how I dread going back to my real life. We contemplated hiding under the beds to stay but decided it wasn't feasible. That, and they have ways of knowing if you are still on the ship. Bummer deal man. Looks like a healthy does of reality, real life and trudging through snow in my immediate future. Three weeks away from home is an awful lot, it will be nice to be home...I guess. I find myself wishing I had a chef living in my house who would prepare beautiful and delicious 4 course meals for me, oh and someone who cleans up for me everyday. I tell you, a cruise is a wonderful way to travel. More on that later.

It's been an interesting three weeks. Lot's of stuff has happened, lots of emotions to deal with and contemplate. Many things that leave me with no option but to trust God. Why is that so hard sometimes? I guess because we want what we want and we want it now. Like I tell the kiddos at school. You get what you get and you don't throw a fit. Does anyone else have moments where they want more than anything to throw themselves into a heap and just kick and scream? Maybe it's just me. I find myself wanting to do that, to just let out all my frustration and pain, it doesn't change a thing but it seems like it may temporarily help. I also want to roll down a lush grassy hill in a big petticoat skirt so...

yeah.

Wouldn't it be nice to go back to being a kid? Jill's pictures of Lu in the leaves makes me wish I could.