This One's Dedicated to the Ones I Love.

Here are some recent pictures of Wes and Eliot. So hard to wrap my head around him being a Daddy.

His little boy looks like such a doll (Although I hear he's quite adept at making trouble). I can't wait until I see them again.

Playing in the dirt in their backyard.

Can you find the baby?

This shot just kills me! That face! The Ernie pumpkin! The cuteness!

Happy Anniversary, Honey

Do you remember this day?

Eight years ago today, I had the day off of work for Martin Luther King Jr. Day, so it was the perfect day for us to get hitched. We went to the Reverend's house and paid him $50 to do the deed, and then went to dinner at Cattle Company. We had been together for 2 years already, and Andrew was 2 months past his first birthday. And even though I considered myself spiritually married to you long before this day, I still choked back the tears when we said our vows. I love you.

(I added some photos of our day, that show our faces a little better.)

Paul was very, very sick when we got married. You can see how skinny he is...

Some Photos, Finally

So this is Kelsey. She's 10 months old now, and to get the photo of her I had to hold her leash and keep saying her name--otherwise, she will not sit still or look at me. All she does all day is run and run and eat out of the trash and chew on inappropriate things and generally stir up trouble. She is getting better about the accidents, though, finally.

This is one of the things I've been doing in my (ha, ha) spare time. I was making these dresses for my girls, but after they tore one right away, I decided they weren't ready for them yet.

These dresses are totally hand stitched. Paul gave me a sewing machine as an early Christmas present, but I'm not quite comfortable with it yet and I couldn't imagine stitching these tiny dresses on the machine.

Has It Been A Week Already??

Sheesh! I'm such a slacker.
So, what's going on this week? I lost 2 pounds! Over the holidays! Woohoo! I am trying so hard to be disciplined, to get up early and to exercise at least 3 times a week. So far, so good.
The new d-o-g is making me c-r-a-z-y; We think she must have spent quite a while being homeless before the pound got her. She'd rather eat paper off the floor than the food in her dish. I caught her the other night unwrapping a cough drop with her tongue. Needless to say, we're experiencing lots of digestive issues with her (peeyew!). I told my husband that the accidents she has in the house are bigger than the dog I gave permission to buy!
Amy got her cast changed this week. She now has a nice, hot pink one that fits tighter, so she can wear most of her own clothes again. The doctor says that her arm is healing bowed, but not to worry, because young children's bones are so flexible, it will probably straighten out in a year. I guess I have to trust him on that one. Amy is doing great with it, nothing slows that girl down--and she's my little princess. The doctor dared to call her a tomboy during her cast change, and she told him "I AM NOT!" Paul had to tell him, "You think this one's bad, you should see her sister."
I'll post some pictures later on. Right now, I'm juggling this, homeschool, potty training the dog, trying to get out of jury duty next week, and gathering materials for children's group tonight. Plus, I still have to fix my hair and my face before hubby gets here to take us to the office. Wish me luck!