There's a bond between a man and his boots.
Especially boots that are falling apart, are too big, and have been passed down in the family. They have seen many hours of imagination, tests of manhood, and even comfort during a nap.
When this man wears his boots, he steals many hearts...especially when wearing dinosaur pajamas.
Cowboy up.
11am-2pm church. Parents love it. My toddler? Not so much. He misses his naps on Sundays, and he has a hard time making it through the afternoon. Most of the time, around 4pm, his eyelids start to weigh more than he does, his head nods to one side or the other, and he starts to drift off. I call this Operation MustStayAwake.
These two girls are a hoot. They love each other. They can't stand each other. But the better days are starting to outnumber the hard days.
If they end up not having any sisters, they will become each other's sister. But better actually, because they don't have to live together!
This fall, Sariah will go into kindergarten and Emerson will go into full time preschool. I think they will have some withdrawals without each other all day, 4 days a week. I see lots of sleepovers and girls weekends in our future!
Blue paint tape, a tile floor, and trucks.
A city was created.
Entertainment for DAYS.
'Nuff said.
In today's world, girls seek affection in the wrong places. They're driven by the thought of being attractive to boys, and their self esteem depends on the size of their clothes. Girls that become teenage mothers, and lead a life different than they dreamed of when they were little usually have one thing in common - no father figure.
So when I find Jared and Sariah reading together, snuggling, loving, and being tender - I say a silent prayer of thanks. Thanks for this amazing man in my life. Thanks that Sariah has someone to help guide her in the right direction. Thanks that they are building memories and relationships. But most of all - thanks that Sariah has the ultimate example of what a loving husband and father is.
An unexpected weather system rolled through our parts, and created the perfect Family Home Evening activity - flying a kite! To be completely honest, I was blown away by how well Sariah can fly a kite all on her own.
James didn't want anything to do with the kite. He just wanted to snuggle with his mommy and explore the stomping grounds.
If you look REAL CLOSE, you can see the kite in the upper right corner, with Sariah in the lower left corner. Tried to get a shot of the both of them!
Love this handsome man of mine. Seriously - doesn't he have the most gorgeous profile?
Once the kites were old news, the kids returned to the playground.
I love my family, and I love my job. Days like this don't get any better!
It's not every day that you wake up and find this in the neighborhood behind you:
James can't say hot air balloon, so he calls it a heart balloon. Was so much fun to watch!
When you think of someone who plays the organ at church, a sweet little old lady with gray curly hair, glasses with a pearly chain, and a knitted sweater, are typically what come to mind, right?
I am one of the organists in our ward, and I got one of the sweetest compliments. A woman came up to me after Sacrament Meeting, and told me what a breath of fresh air I was up on the organ! With my big earrings, fun purple flower in my hair, frilly sweater, a gorgeous chunky necklace, and pretty makeup, I put the stereotypical organist to shame.
I was so shocked! I'm usually not the cute one - the one with cute hair, clothes, jewelry, or make-up. But it was so fun and unexpected that it made my day! I gave the woman a huge hug and thanked her for her heart-felt compliment. There is almost nothing better than putting a stereotype to shame...and have someone notice.
The park was calling our name!
It was chilly, sunny, and the kids had fun exploring. And there's almost nothing better than having the whole entire park to yourself!
