You know you're getting old when...

...you're child (Kyle) says that you have "big hills on your forehead" (like when you raise your eyebrows...) *sigh*

"Mission Accomplished"...

..says Adam.

Ever since Adam and I started dating he's been trying to get me to go ice skating. He wanted to take me one evening before we were married but I just wasn't feeling up to it having worked all day. So I called and simply asked if we could cancel the skating and just watch a movie or something. Well, the guy has never let me live it down! Since then his #1 goal in life has been to get me out on the ice but whenever the opportunity to go ice skating comes up we can never go for one reason or another. One time we went with my family but I was big pregnant and just didn't think it would be a good idea with my center of gravity being so...round... Needless to say, Adam skated...alone. Poor baby!

So recently some friends of ours had the BRILLIANT (pfffft...) idea to go and of course Adam thought it was the best idea ever concieved...to claim his victory! Sure enough he finally got me out on the ice. And, I guess, we had a great time too. :)

Here a few pictures of the momentous occasion.

RaNDoM cUtENeSs

Winnie the Pooh will always be welcome here.

My feelings are nothing new and have plagued many a mommy before me.
I have recently felt the anxiety that many mommy's feel when they realize that their baby won't be a baby forever. i.e. Kyle has taken a liking to Winnie the Pooh and therefore goes around the house singing "Winnie the Pooh" to himself. This is an everyday occurrence. However, yesterday as he was singing it the unfortunate thought occurred to me, "Before you know it "Winnie the Pooh" will be gone only to be replaced by 'Winnie' the girl. And various other scary things.
As much as I dislike these rude interruptions of thought in my life, I am also thankful for them. I am given the opportunity to re-focus my priorities and what is truly important. Facebook can wait. Dusting can wait. (It always does.) Even my blog can wait. But my growing baby boys will not. Listening to Noah sing "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" and the ABC's verbatim or watching Kyle develop a new passion for puzzles. These years are but a flash. I don't want to take them for granted. My boys are so sweet. I hope they both ALWAYS know how much their Mommy loves them.

Holiday Highlights

...er...2009...

We had a great time this holiday season. So many opportunities to see friends and family. Here are some of things that made this season memorable...

Christmas lights at Temple Square- a total MUST!

Just a darn cute pic I HAD to sneak in. :)

Adam's little birthday celebration. It took place after he got home from skiing which is the reason he might look less than thrilled. The looks on Noah and Kyle's faces make up for it though. :)

Kyle decorated this particular cupcake and I think he did an adorable job.

Two of the the 3 wise men.

Wise men delivering gifts to neighbors

We did an FHE on the 3 Wise Men and told Kyle that this is where giving gifts during Christmas comes from. When we told him that we were going to take gifts to our neighbors that night, he took it all to a whole new level. He ran and grabbed his super-hero cape and asked that I make him a crown to wear and then insisted on going to every door as one of the Wise Men to deliver the goodies. Daddy and Noah got in on it too. Now one of Kyle's favorite Christmas carols is "We Three Kings". This just may have to be a new Christmas tradition.


Christmas Eve Pj's

Kyle and Noah really enjoyed opening Christmas presents.

Cheryl, this one is just for you...

Santa in the flesh.

Grandma Norma

Ellsworth trying to figure out what Cheryl got him for Christmas. In case you're wondering, it was a headlamp.

Kyle LOVED seeing all his cousins from out of town.

This post is getting much too long and yet I haven't added pictures from all the family Christmas parties on both sides, the amazing MoTab concert we attended, Ethan and Amy's engagement party, the party for deaf children at the deaf center, my grandfather's funeral...but alas I must stop. So many memories, so little time to blog them.

Happy New Year everyone!