Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Birthday Tradition
I saw this cute idea on Pinterest and immediately wanted to do this for Avery on her birthday every year. By the way, if you don't know what Pinterest is you have to check it out. I am obsessed. Seriously, it is fabulous.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Family Time
More pictures from the past weekend...
Grandpa teaching Avery how to drink out of a cup
Auntie Stefanie teaching her to lick the beater
Boys building the lemonade stand
Emily feeding her a little pre-party lunch
Auntie Stefanie, the Grinch and me
Love them :)
Picnic at the lake!!
First time with her toes in the sand!
Newlyweds :)
Ready to build a sandcastle
Feet in the water!! She stood with her hands like that the entire time! ha!
In the water with dada
Good end to a great weekend.
Grandpa teaching Avery how to drink out of a cup
Auntie Stefanie teaching her to lick the beater
Boys building the lemonade stand
Emily feeding her a little pre-party lunch
Auntie Stefanie, the Grinch and me
Picnic at the lake!!
First time with her toes in the sand!
Newlyweds :)
Ready to build a sandcastle
Feet in the water!! She stood with her hands like that the entire time! ha!
In the water with dada
Good end to a great weekend.
Monday, May 23, 2011
PARTAY
We finally had Avery's birthday party on Saturday. We decided to wait until both of our families could be here and I'm so glad we did. We had a fantastic weekend and I am really bummed that it is over. Avery had a great time too, minus two new teeth breaking through.
I had a really hard time picking a theme for her party, I didn't want to do a conventional theme (which of course made decorating 10 times harder) but I saw this really cute lemonade stand party idea and thought it would be perfect for Avery's first bday.
I had this grand vision of making a lemonade stand for her and we managed to pull it off at the 11th hour. Thank goodness I had a small army of helpers, I couldn't have done it without them.
Trying to get a family picture before the party started.
My brother-in-law was a life saver and took pictures during the party, he did an awesome job and I'm so thankful. Thanks Brian!!
Sweet birthday girl
I'm so glad that most of Avery's little friends were able to come. It was about 90 degrees outside and 100% humidity but the kids didn't seem to mind, I think they had fun!
Sweet friends helping Avery walk :)
I had quite a few helpers!
Cake time!! The birthday girl was less than enthused with her cake though...
This picture cracks me up. She didn't know what to think about everyone staring at her. ha!
We had a great time, again thanks to everyone that helped and I'm so glad our wonderful friends and family were able to help us celebrate our sweet little girl's first birthday.
I had a really hard time picking a theme for her party, I didn't want to do a conventional theme (which of course made decorating 10 times harder) but I saw this really cute lemonade stand party idea and thought it would be perfect for Avery's first bday.
I had this grand vision of making a lemonade stand for her and we managed to pull it off at the 11th hour. Thank goodness I had a small army of helpers, I couldn't have done it without them.
Trying to get a family picture before the party started.
My brother-in-law was a life saver and took pictures during the party, he did an awesome job and I'm so thankful. Thanks Brian!!
I'm so glad that most of Avery's little friends were able to come. It was about 90 degrees outside and 100% humidity but the kids didn't seem to mind, I think they had fun!
Sweet friends helping Avery walk :)
Getting ready to open gifts
I had quite a few helpers!
Cake time!! The birthday girl was less than enthused with her cake though...
This picture cracks me up. She didn't know what to think about everyone staring at her. ha!
We had a great time, again thanks to everyone that helped and I'm so glad our wonderful friends and family were able to help us celebrate our sweet little girl's first birthday.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
What I'd really like to do
So, I know my blog is normally all daisies and rainbows but one of the reasons I started this whole blogging adventure was to journal what was happening in our little world. And 99% of the time our world is all about daisies and rainbows – we are very fortunate and I am eternally thankful to be loved by so many and feel very blessed. Fortunately we don’t have too many thunderstorms but I want to be honest with myself and own up to the fact that we do have a few. I just happen to be in the middle of a big one right now.
I’m going out on a limb here. You might think I’m crazy and hey, maybe I am but I have this reoccurring dream. A dream that wakes me up in the middle of the night excited and terrified all at once; a dream that I relive throughout the day and continually ponder how I can make it a reality. Okay, here goes nothing.
Remember that crazy Jet Blue flight attendant who decided one day he couldn’t do it anymore?? He just snapped and said enough is enough. No two-week notice, no logical planning, and no responsibility involved. Well, my dream is similar to this. No, it doesn’t involve jeopardizing the safety of dozens of people or potential legal ramifications but I continually daydream about taking matters in to my own hands. For five years now I’vewished longed to move back to Colorado. There is a part of me that spends each day thinking about walking in to my supervisor’s office and telling him goodbye and good riddance. From there, I would drive back to my house (in a state of sheer panic over what I had just done) and inform my husband that we are moving... now. Okay maybe I’m doing things backwards but remember it is just a dream.
I even have a “to do” list all drawn up in my head… 1. Tell husband 1a. Try to convince husband get on the crazy wagon with me. 2. Post “house for rent” on Craigslist, 3. Frantically search every Colorado help-wanted, classified ad, job search website out there. 4. Start packing - decide if we can do it ourselves or if we need to call movers. 4a. call movers (just being realistic here)… it had to happen at some point during this crazy rant. 5. Look for a house to rent in FORT COLLINS. 6. Work non-stop for as long as it takes to get all loose ends tied up. 7. Get the hell out of Dodge.
If you live in the DFW area, please don’t take offense to this. North Texas is a perfectly nice place to live. It’s just not for me. Trust me, I’ve tried. I’ve tried to stay positive, to find the good, and to some degree I feel like I have. But this just isn’t where I belong.
The hardest part of all of this is I don’t know how to make this crazy, unrealistic, completely irresponsible dream into a feasible reality. And that makes me very sad. I hate not having an answer or a solution.
Maybe I should just go for it… what do you think hubby?? How mad would you be if you came home tonight and found a "for rent" sign in our front yard and your wife packing bags?? Maybe, just maybe, you’d smile and say, I’m glad you did this. It will be good for all three of us. Maybe not. Either way, I have to be honest, I'm pretty darned tempted to find out.
I’m going out on a limb here. You might think I’m crazy and hey, maybe I am but I have this reoccurring dream. A dream that wakes me up in the middle of the night excited and terrified all at once; a dream that I relive throughout the day and continually ponder how I can make it a reality. Okay, here goes nothing.
Remember that crazy Jet Blue flight attendant who decided one day he couldn’t do it anymore?? He just snapped and said enough is enough. No two-week notice, no logical planning, and no responsibility involved. Well, my dream is similar to this. No, it doesn’t involve jeopardizing the safety of dozens of people or potential legal ramifications but I continually daydream about taking matters in to my own hands. For five years now I’ve
I even have a “to do” list all drawn up in my head… 1. Tell husband 1a. Try to convince husband get on the crazy wagon with me. 2. Post “house for rent” on Craigslist, 3. Frantically search every Colorado help-wanted, classified ad, job search website out there. 4. Start packing - decide if we can do it ourselves or if we need to call movers. 4a. call movers (just being realistic here)… it had to happen at some point during this crazy rant. 5. Look for a house to rent in FORT COLLINS. 6. Work non-stop for as long as it takes to get all loose ends tied up. 7. Get the hell out of Dodge.
If you live in the DFW area, please don’t take offense to this. North Texas is a perfectly nice place to live. It’s just not for me. Trust me, I’ve tried. I’ve tried to stay positive, to find the good, and to some degree I feel like I have. But this just isn’t where I belong.
The hardest part of all of this is I don’t know how to make this crazy, unrealistic, completely irresponsible dream into a feasible reality. And that makes me very sad. I hate not having an answer or a solution.
Maybe I should just go for it… what do you think hubby?? How mad would you be if you came home tonight and found a "for rent" sign in our front yard and your wife packing bags?? Maybe, just maybe, you’d smile and say, I’m glad you did this. It will be good for all three of us. Maybe not. Either way, I have to be honest, I'm pretty darned tempted to find out.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Love at First Sight
Have you ever received a package in the mail and developed an immediate obsession with the contents inside that amazing little box??
I have.
Here's why....
I have.
Here's why....
Randomness
May has been such a great month so far, it was so fun to celebrate Avery's birthday and Mother's day all in one week! We had a very relaxing Mother's Day weekend. Saturday morning we got up early and had Avery's one year pictures taken. You can see the sneak peak here. I'm so excited to see the rest of them!
Matt and Avery bought me this beautiful charm necklace that I've been eying for awhile.
Best Mother's Day gift ever.
Our little munchkin had her one-year checkup yesterday, she's holding strong in the 97th percentile for height and has slowed down a bit in the weight category, down to the 75th percentile.
Monday, May 9, 2011
12 Months!
Avery Lynn,
A year ago your daddy and I sat in the hospital room and stared in awe and wonder at our newborn daughter. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into – no idea how to handle a newborn’s crying, or to bathe a 2 week-old, neither of us had even changed a newborn’s diaper!! But more than anything else, we had no idea how deeply and unconditionally we would love you. We had no idea that your first smile would rock our worlds or that your sweet voice would be music to our ears, even at 6:00 am on a Saturday morning. We didn’t have a clue as to the depth of our love for you.
We also didn’t understand how quickly you would grow and change. It’s funny, everyone told us this would happen but I don’t think it’s possible to fully comprehend until you have a child of your own. Looking back through pictures, I’m fairly certain that you gained two pounds and grew three inches in the course of a week. And each time you accomplished a new milestone I felt a conflicting surge of joy along with a dull ache in my heart. Joy that you were learning and growing, as a momma there is nothing more blissful than experiencing the big firsts – first smile, first time rolling over, sitting up, crawling, walking, etc. We would celebrate and clap and make a big commotion… I’m sure you already think we are nuts. But somewhere deep down was this ache because with each new milestone and accomplishment you changed and I even though I was excited for you, I was so in love with the stage you were in, I wasn’t ready to give it up just yet.
Today is your first birthday. As the doctor so kindly reminded me, you are not a baby anymore, you are a toddler. Luckily, I’m not listening. You will always be my baby and I will always cherish the first time I held your little 6 pound 12 ounce body.
What a privilege and blessing it is to be your mommy.
I love you monkey!
A year ago your daddy and I sat in the hospital room and stared in awe and wonder at our newborn daughter. We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into – no idea how to handle a newborn’s crying, or to bathe a 2 week-old, neither of us had even changed a newborn’s diaper!! But more than anything else, we had no idea how deeply and unconditionally we would love you. We had no idea that your first smile would rock our worlds or that your sweet voice would be music to our ears, even at 6:00 am on a Saturday morning. We didn’t have a clue as to the depth of our love for you.
We also didn’t understand how quickly you would grow and change. It’s funny, everyone told us this would happen but I don’t think it’s possible to fully comprehend until you have a child of your own. Looking back through pictures, I’m fairly certain that you gained two pounds and grew three inches in the course of a week. And each time you accomplished a new milestone I felt a conflicting surge of joy along with a dull ache in my heart. Joy that you were learning and growing, as a momma there is nothing more blissful than experiencing the big firsts – first smile, first time rolling over, sitting up, crawling, walking, etc. We would celebrate and clap and make a big commotion… I’m sure you already think we are nuts. But somewhere deep down was this ache because with each new milestone and accomplishment you changed and I even though I was excited for you, I was so in love with the stage you were in, I wasn’t ready to give it up just yet.
Today is your first birthday. As the doctor so kindly reminded me, you are not a baby anymore, you are a toddler. Luckily, I’m not listening. You will always be my baby and I will always cherish the first time I held your little 6 pound 12 ounce body.
What a privilege and blessing it is to be your mommy.
I love you monkey!
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