Tuesday, October 28, 2008

ONEderful (yep, thought of that one myself)

I know I am behind on this post, but I've been busy watching my house get messier. (Laziness is hard work sometimes, you really have to fight those urges to do something productive.)

. My hands will be tired shortly from all this typing. I will definitely have to stop and rest when I finish.
So on October 12th, my happy little monster turned 1 ! YEAH GO PRESTON!
It was really nice to have my mom and dad visit for his birthday. We had a good time and the kids had a blast.
Here is Pres opening up his present from Grampy.

He had to stop for a snack. Being one can really be exhausting you know.

Here is my version of a cake. An easy cake. I don't claim for this cake to be anything except ordinary. I used 99 cent box of cake and frosting from a container. You always see pictures of the perfect cakes on blogs, so I thought that I would show you average. As long as you don't strive for excellence, average is acceptable.

Preston kinda likes my average cake... I stuck his hands in it myself.

Here I am with My Dad and the Star of the night.

Here are my cupcakes.

We do have friends! Thanks to everyone who came and made Preston's day special (for me, he's not going to remember it.). I could go on about how sweet and wonderful my neighbors are, but we all know that they came for the free food.

You might be looking at this picture thinking about how sweet he looks, and how big his eyes are or that he has eyelashes.

The only thing that I think of is how Adam picked out the bib the "Daddy Loves Me" bib on purpose. Totally not fair. It should have been the "Mommy spent the last year nursing me while you didn't have to deal with the feedings" bib. But that one was in the washing machine

So this is the part of the post where I tell you how special and wonderful my son is (it's in the blog bragger rules).

The truth is, a year ago I would never EVER have thought that this boy was going to be such a happy child.

He was a crier, a screamer, a non sleeper, we called him our bi polar baby. He was incredibly difficult, and if he would have been my first child I would probably have ended up in a deep depression thinking that all babies were like that.

In fact, my initial plan when I named him was to call him P.J. I thought it was a nice nickname. The only problem was that I thought he was to grumpy to be a P. J. The baby I had envisioned was going to be cuddly and sweet, cry little, laugh often... That was not Baby Preston.

But one day he changed:

  • Now he sleeps well, cries little, and laughs often.
  • He smiles with his whole face. And when he smiles at you, you feel like you are the most important person in the room.
  • He thinks his sisters are the best, and he knows that his brother is trouble.
  • He refuses to say mama, and rarely says dada.
  • He is almost walking
  • He waves and says Hi
  • His best friend is Hayden and His girlfriend is Lorelai. (Although she does like to bite his bum and slap him around occasionally.)
  • He likes to sing, although he is tone deaf. (Poor Boy sounds like his mom)

I know his list of accomplishments will bore many of you, but to me it represents the past year of my life. We had a rocky start with Mr. Preston, I am so happy with the little monster that he is growing into.

Happy Birthday Preston-dido. Your Mom thinks you are


Monday, October 20, 2008

Parenting Tip #115 1/2

We watched Pollyanna last week.

This week Tommy was climbing a tree. He was getting pretty high.

What was Adam's response?... "Remember what happened to Pollyanna".
(for those who forgot, she fell and was paralyzed)

What a guy. That is obviously our parenting tip of the week.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

I have not forgotten you

So I have a post I'm working on with pictures of my One year old (YEAH! Go Preston, you survived a year with the Tommy-Monster).
In the meantime, I've decided that I need more naps. I know that the word "more" implies that I actually get to nap, but that is not the case. I would like a daily naptime that consists of a king size sleep number bed, noise cancelling headphones, a big body pillow, a down comforter, the ceiling fan on high speed, the lights off, and the television on HGTV so that I can fall asleep while imagining how I will decorate my dream home... now I'm drooling (sorry, bad habit)

Well, later I will take a picture of my living room so that you can see why I haven't posted lately. Actually, when you look at the picture you will probably think "If she hasn't been posting, and she hasn't taken care of that bomb in the living room, what has she been doing?"

Oh and here is a picture of me and Adam. There really is no point to posting it, except that I don't have any other pictures to post.

ETA: For the record this picture was taken 8 years ago 2 months before Adam and I were married. Homecoming on the Heber Creeper 2000. Adam was 21 and I was 19.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Missionary 101

So by now everyone knows that on Saturday it was announced that Kansas City is getting a temple! Wahoo! I'm excited, but I can't act too excited, because I leave next Springish/Summerish.

When I was a teenager I got to experience the St. Louis temple being built. It was amazing, wonderful and all those other happy adjectives that you are thinking of. In fact, I was going through my super old scrapbook last week and found the page with my "Open House Ticket" on it. It brings back memories. I am so happy for all of my friends here who will get to experience the blessings of helping prepare their friends for the temple.

Okay so now for my favorite part of building a temple... THE QUESTIONS!! Once they break ground, people start to notice that something is going on, then they feel like they can ask you questions. (which is a good thing). I love the questions from people who don't know about the church. See everyone has preconceived ideas about my religion and the best conversation starter is of course The Temple.

So my big recommendation to everyone in the Kansas City area is: Be prepared for questions!! All Sorts!! It's like going through a Missionary Class. People will be watching!

And on that note: What is the strangest question that you have been asked about your religion?

(P.S Adam will be so excited that I posted a blog entry about Religion. He thinks I am anti-missionary work.)

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

11 New Voice Mails

I hate listening to voice mail messages. I don't know why, maybe I need a therapist. So if you are one of those 11 messages, I apologize. It's not you, it's me...