Easter Photo Shoot With Cousins

All in their Sunday best. Well, except grandpa in his nightgown!

Totally classic. Gavin is like "urg, surrounded by girls!" Emmy and Luc were over it.

Lucy was SO done.

p.s Emmy was sleeping for the first part, thats why she's only in a few. Also, Lucy and Liv got the same dresses without knowing it!

It's official

I'm addicted. . .

ADDICT or ADDICTION:

• being abnormally tolerant to and dependent on something that is habit-forming
  
• an abnormally strong craving
• someone who is so ardently devoted to something that it resembles an addiction
  
• to cause (someone or oneself) to become dependent

. . . to this little girl
From the sleepy little newborn who only wanted to cuddle and eat.

To the spunky sassy 1/2 year old who makes me laugh. Every. Single. Day.


I am dependent on the huge smile I get when I peek into her crib in the morning; and the way she digs her face into my neck when I pick her up. Definitely couldn't live without it. And even when she cries and screams with that high-pitched screech, I am completely tolerant. Most of the time I giggle.

I love the way she smiles and gets squirmy when she knows its time to take a bath, and I crave the way she smells afterward when I lather her up with lotion.

I am so ardently devoted to her and am completely in awe that I get to be in her life forever. Yes!

So whether I am addicted to Lucy or to being a mother in general, time will tell.

But she's pretty special.


p.s. No intervention needed.

Look who's sitting up!

WARNING: Random Post

Last weekend we had a sleepover with my niece Livi and her friend Ella (who I used to nanny for 3 years). It was a hoot. Those girls were really hilarious. They would play doctor and Liv was the patient. Ella would say " Well, we're going to have to cut your leg off" , and then Liv would say "No, thats gonna hurt!", and then Ella would respond with " Its ok, I'll give ya Tylenol". They are so creative and funny. We played hide-and-go-seek and of coarse Johnny won. He hid up on the ledge in our kitchen (above the fridge). He kept saying "I'm in here!" but we couldn't find him anywhere. The girls thought it was the best hiding spot ever.


Lucy's favorite thing lately is to grab your cheeks and pull you in for a big open-mouthed kiss on the face. Kind of messy, but I can't say that I hate it. She also goes "ahhh, ahhhh" during the kiss. It definitley makes you feel loved. Both grandmas are big fans of the Lucy kiss. She really loves to try and suck on Johnny's nose too. Yuck!

This little girl really loves her daddy. Whenever he walks in from work and she sees him she starts smiling and screaching and wiggling and keeps doing it until he picks her up. Its so cute.

The other day Lucy was taking a nap on the couch and I went to peek at her and found her binky stuck to her head!

Told you it was random.

This just in:

Lucy does NOT like sweet potatoes. And I can't say that I blame her.

"Daddy! Save me!"

This time of year

(Johnny, me , Josh, Natalie)

Once a year my friend Natalie Marti wakes up and remembers a very traumatic event that occurred in her life, now 7 years ago, on that day. (ok, so she remembers it every day of her life really.) For the last few years we have been able to spend that day with her. Its become a tradition that I am loving. On Feb. 27, 2003 Natalie's 24 year old husband Shawn and 5 month old daughter Sage were killed in a car accident when all three were hit head-on by a drunk driver going the wrong way on the freeway. Natalie was in a coma for several weeks only to miraculously awake and deal with the news of losing her family. I CANNOT EVEN IMAGINE losing Johnny and my 5 month-old Lucy.Oh. my. gosh.

Now, 7 years later Natalie is thriving. She graduated this past winter with a bachelors in communication and speaks all over the state and in other states about the tragedy that drinking and driving can cause in someone's life. Check out the link above if you want to know more about that.(And you really do.) Josh, is the one who created that awesome website for her. Of coarse she misses Shawn and Sage everyday (like crazy), but she presses forward.

Last year Johnny and I went to Natalie's house and she brought out all her Shawn and Sage stuff. Pictures, videos, newspaper articles, and other things. We had dinner and spent most of the evening talking about the crash and everything that has happened because of it. Tears were shed and laughs were shared over good memories. This year she came to our place along with our friend Josh and we made homemade pizzas, sang around the piano and played games.


Each year I am reminded of my blessings, and each year I am grateful to have Natalie in my life as an example of faith, and perseverance. Love you Natty-poo!

p.s. Do we like my new haircut?

Let me count the ways

One of the MANY reasons I love my husband is because he makes me laugh.


(This was about 5 years ago before we were dating)