Wednesday, November 11, 2009
onday was my best birthday yet. It was the big 30. It started off like every good b'day should, with breakfast in bed. Jared packed lunches and got everyone out the door for school. The weather was gorgeous and so he sent me on a nice long walk and then off to get a pedicure. Isn't he the greatest?! How did I get so lucky? I don't know. Jared headed to work but returned a few hours later with this:
Isn't it gorgeous?! Can you believe?! I couldn't. I am terrible on the piano, but I love it. And I have often told him so. He said he searched high and low and a lady at work mentioned that she had a piano she would be willing to sell. When Jared saw the pictures, he said he knew this was the one he wanted to buy me. So she figured out how much it was worth (and sold it to him for a 1/3 of that!) and it looks so fabulous in our old house. Again, isn't he the GREATEST?!
My day was so full of emails and phone calls and homemade cards and promises to "do ever thing you tell me to" and even a dear friend who drove 35 minutes to bring me a sweet card and chocolates. My parents watched our kids so we could go out to dinner and I just don't when I've had such a wonderful birthday.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
We got a sneak peek at our family pictures we took while in Utah and I LOVE them. Well worth the headache of finding the right outfits (a task I hate hate hate) and fitting it into our jammed packed trip. The day before pictures, Noah fell out of the apple tree at Grandma & Grandpa's house - hugged (and kissed) the trunk the whole way down. He had a HUGE fat lip and scrapes all over his lip and nose. Our photographer (and good friend from our Camelot days) did a fabulous job of photoshopping it right off. Amazing. I can't wait to see the rest of the pictures. Thank you Keli!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
So Gracie had a tick behind her ear yesterday morning - ack! I hate those things. Luckily Jared was home to get it out. Last night when saying his prayers, Ryan was heard to pray that he "won't ever get a snick bite".
A few weeks ago, Grace quit nursing. Ryan was watching me make a bottle of formula when he inquired. I explained that she couldn't drink cows milk yet, so I make her bottles of formula. He
nodded a very understanding nod and said, "she can just drink rabbit's milk". What?! Don't you love it when you get insight into their little minds and see the world from their perspective? Notice the bunny on the label - false advertising.