Scott just shakes his head...

I don't know what I was thinking. We were rushing to get to the movie theater and I had two kids sprawled out on the floor in the Gap with their shoes off surrounded with prospective buys. In the midst of it all I had a week moment and somehow the shoes that I told Bug to not even "think about trying on," managed to make it into our shopping bag and out the door.

She calls them her high heels and that they are. To high for a seven year old that is. What's the obsession with a heel (or in this case a wedge) on your shoe when you're in grade school? She says it's because her friends get to wear them and when they plan their outfits together she is the only one who's not wearing heels. This I highly doubt given that she has a school uniform code and that I do know most of the other girls parents. Oh, but wait, we don't need to worry about that since she won't be wearing them to school or to run and play outside in either because that was the deal we made.

Where she'll wear them I don't know but you can bet I'll be checking her backpack as she leaves the house every morning.

proud mama

If I had to choose, I'd rather have a respectful, confident and compassionate child then a scholarly child...good thing I don't have to. Job well done Bug!

Happy Birthday!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM and GRANDMA! Wish we could be there to celebrate with you but since we can't we send our love and wishes from afar.



Love you and hope you have a wonderful day...xoxo

a good day.

I'm not the kind of person who frequently expresses their political views. It's not that I don't have my own opinion it's that everyone else does too. We all have our reasons for believing the way we do...I respect that.

Fact is, I'm not so concerned with any ones political affiliation and if it's different than mine. What is of more importance to me is that we accept who we are, realize our shortcomings and if need be strive for something better.

I believe in many things. Some of those being that...we learn by example and our behaviors as well as actions are infectious. I assume the responsibility of who I am, what I've become and what I want to be. I believe that through change each generation will see better things. I believe in better.

eat em up!

LOVE THIS...I love it! Belly laughs and moments that freeze in my mind. I want to capture it all and store it in a place that I can always go back to. Not just go back to in thought but really go back and experience all over again, just as the first time. Kept in a lovely little place and stored safely along with their youth and all that it holds. Why is it going by so fast? Does anyone know how to stop this growing up thing? I want to experience all the many more wonderful happingings without loosing what's here and now. Love it...

brings back memories...

Only a few short months ago my parents lost their beloved Snoopy. He was (like they all become) a member of our family, for over 13 years. You may remember Snoopy but might not know how he came to be a member of the family, it's a story that begins with a vacation to Illinois and ends with... well, you get the ending. Let's just say he was a lucky dog, a lucky dog that is terribly missed. Thanks mom and dad for loving Snoopy and giving him the best life a dog could have.

and all is still...

Shhh...and let the sleeping babes lie. I'm unsure of just what it was that made bug toss and turn tonight but whatever it was it lasted to long. Maybe it's the excitement of tomorrow (the return of school) or that she's gotten use to staying up late or it could be that the pump for our sprinkler system is having issues and it's directly out her bedroom window. Anyway, she lays sleeping now and I'm able to share some images of our winter break.

May I have some sugar...PLEASE?

YEAH...UTAH! Gotta love them utes, we're so happy. Congratulations Deshawn ... what a great end!

Oops, sorry about the sideways thing, just learning.

Wishing we could be there.

In past years new years day was spent celebrating, celebrating with family our nieces birthday. This year we won't be at the party but we send our love and a special message. Happy eighth birthday Ashlee... we love and miss you!

ten, nine, eight...

The other day I was standing in my kitchen washing a tin container, you know those Christmas tin containers that get filled up with delicious holiday cookies. Well, that's what I had in my hands when Jack walked in and reminded me what I was to do with that particular tin. Oh yes that's right, I'm to keep the container and return it to the giver next Christmas for it to be replenished. Next Christmas, that's a whole year away! From that I started to think about times past and how in one short year so many things have changed. Change...it's a consistent happening in our family. The view from my kitchen window now looks quite different than the view from my kitchen window last January. So what will this coming year hold? Hummm... what adventures will 2009 bring? As life is we're so uncertain so I guess we'll just have to sit back and enjoy what's to be unfolded. So, here's to the new year, may it bring you and your family good health and unforgetable experiences. Happy 2009!