My angels

12.17.13 celebrating Brady's birthday

Brady's birthday!

i woke up and i just knew.  so i grabbed my phone and sure enough... it was 8:51, the exact minute brady was born just one year ago.

facetiming granny and papa

the company christmas party.  i know we suck for ditching our kid on his first birthday but some things are unavoidable.

and my two sleeping babes

Monday 12.16.13

Girls night

There's a lot to catch up on. It's been a busy week. Christmas parties, Brady's birthday, our own little family Christmas, Christmas Sunday, getting to Atlanta...  Hey!  We made it to Atlanta!!!

Just wanted to say, girls nights are ahhhmazing. #therewereawholelotofhashtags

Up til after 4am my first night here, this trip is looking to be as sleep depriving as all the rest. And I'm going to love every second of it. 

brady at one

12.19.14

18 lbs 6 ozs   11%

2' 6"   56%

hc 17.52"   12%

Smash cake

I have way too many pictures to blog so I'll just post one. Brady turns one tomorrow morning and we celebrated his birthday tonight. We went out to eat at Texas Roadhouse and then came home for presents and cake. It was simple and fun. 

That's what I forgot

This morning as I was leaving for church, I kept having the feeling I was forgetting something. I even mentioned it to Chris as we were pulling out of the driveway. I kept feeling like maybe I'd volunteered to teach primary again or something but just couldn't put my finger on it. Then I started doing my makeup and forgot all about it. Until third hour at church in relief society. I look up for the opening hymn and see my friend cristy making a face and a quiet joke about how she'll try not to screw up the music too bad. Then an idea hit me. I got out my phone and checked my texts but nothing was coming up in my search. Then I searched my email inbox and found this from a few days ago. 

Whoops. So then I passed my phone to my friend Jen seated in front of me and we both started laughing. After the song, cristy turned around to both of us and said "I saw you two laughing at me because I don't know how to lead music!"  Ohhh I wish that was why I was laughing. Whoops. When time for the closing hymn came, cristy turned around and pointed to me with an attitude and gave me her best "YOU'RE doing this one!"  Ha. Poor, sweet cristy. 

On my way to ward choir practice I got stuck behind this thing. I didn't even notice or care what it was for the longest time. Then I realized it was a fully assembled trampoline on the back of a trailer pulled by a truck. Who does that?!

When I was pulling out of my driveway to go to choir practice, a neighbor across the street was headed my way with a diaper box. We are friends with these neighbors but almost never talk to them. We call them our New Yorker neighbors because they're your classic New Yorker family from a sitcom. She said her kids had outgrown some diapers. Yes, I'll take those for you!  And my doors are open to anything else you want to give me!  The plastic things in the playroom that hold all our toys came from these neighbors too. Although I saw them on the curb on already day and actually asked if I could take them. I've gotten free furniture and other stuff from five neighbors on my street. We are probably going to get a reputation soon. 

We should also get a reputation about how much we recycle. The little white bin on the left is our trash. He four big things on the right are recycling. Why my honey hates it, I'll never know. I'm obsessed. 

Also, as I was leaving relief society today, I saw the other emails from my morning. Including this one at 8:30am (I really should check my email before church in the morning) that would have been helpful to know about. 

Should I tell patty she's most welcome but that she actually only owes me 50% of big?  I swear I have good intentions. It's just this little thing called adult ADD. Or being blonde. 

Saturday

Honey went to ski day with mark and Nate so I was home alone with the kids all day. Like every other day in the week. We stayed in our pjs and played around the house all day and it was wonderful. 

Brady is loving the ball pit. Except when he starts drowning. Appropriate because Abigail is always pretending it's a pool. She asks every day if we can go to the pool. Not til that snow melts, baby girl. 

Sometimes I forget what I wrap. So I wrapped this present in code. I'm so sneaky. 

Brady is constantly eating hurt throughout the day. He already had a scratch on his cheek (can't even remember what it was from) and then he sliced it open again along the edge of the doorway trim. Awesome. 

I told Christopher I want to set our village up like this every year (when he was setting it up he kept saying never again because it was such a huge pain) because it makes this room pure heaven on earth. We just play our Christmas tunes and tackle each other on the floor. What more could you want?  I'll tell you... Absolutely nothing. 

Later in the day we noticed baby girl developed a rash on her cheeks (all of them... but I'll spare you the other pictures because this is a PG sort of blog) but thankfully it didn't bother her and was mostly gone by morning. 

Honey had only gotten 8 hours of sleep the precious two nights combined. So I sent him to bed at 8 something and then put Brady to bed and baked a birthday cake with Abigail. Baking with her is actually a ton of fun when I'm not worrying about neglecting Brady. We'll have to do that more often. 

It's going to hopefully look like a giant cupcake. I texted my friend to ask to borrow any cake pan that could be boyish or birthdayish. She recommended this gigantic cupcake pan. So I'm trying it out. It's my first time so hopefully it's not a huge disaster. But even if it is, I don't think Brady or baby girl will be picky about eating it. 

I had thought Saturday would be kind of a bummer since my honey has been MIA all week long and it would be my 6th day in a row hanging out with the kids by myself, but turns out, it was amazing. It's the season for wonderful.