Lazy Sunday

Maila and I found ourselves alone in the basement today while the boys were napping. I admit, I am not the greatest at using my time wisely when it comes to my children... normally (I'm ashamed to say) I'd come down, plop her in front of a great big pile of toys and I'd get on the computer and do whatever I do.

I brought her down to the basement with me intending to do just that... but she gave me the most gorgeous smile when I sat her down in front of her toys that I just couldn't leave her there. So we played, ate applesauce, held hands, gave slobbery kisses, and giggled together.

My sweet little baby is only little for a little bit. And today I just wanted to gobble her up!! I hope I don't forget any of the little things about her that I already see changing... the massive gap in her front teeth, her chubby thighs or the mullet hair style she is currently rocking. I love her pudgy feet and stubby fingers. But mostly, I love her eyes. Her big, bright blue eyes. Just like her brother, just like her dad.

It was the perfect Sunday afternoon, just me and my girl.

Sunday Update

I've recieved an email, but am going to keep it within my immediate family..

Here's the basic info:

My mom is doing ok. Still feeling really ill, but hopefully everyday is an improvement.

My dad is also doing ok. He still needs lots of prayers and positive thinking. He was able to stand and do some small knee bends with the help of some nurses, which is always a good thing!

Thanks for your continued support!

Lots of love

Good news, good news...

I got this email from my Aunt this morning - the one who is with my parents in Hawaii. It's such a comfort to have her there!! She's much better at giving me information than either one of my parents are at the moment!!!

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Aloha!

What a lucky day!!!  Twila is improving.  She’s still very weak, but is eating and she even showered yesterday.  The world which was off kilter because I was looking much better than Twila, is now righting itself.  She indeed looks better than me.  Perhaps I should shower or do my hair? Nah!

I packed up from their beautiful condo, made arrangements, and we were off to catch the 2:39 flight to Honolulu.  Good people on the Big Island.  One of my favorites was RN Mike McCool.  That’s really his name.  We all kept laughing.  He had seen Twila every time she’d been to the little hospital.  We landed, and got situated.  OldCastle and Wade’s Boss, Tim Ortman, have been so generous, they’d arranged for a rental car and for a hotel.

The hotel is about a mile away from the hospital, in the Honolulu Financial District.  It is great.  It’s more a suite, with a little kitchen, living area and bedroom.  We are on the 20^th floor and our view includes more beautiful, tropical Honolulu high rises and the harbor.  Yes, we can see palm trees.  We are lucky.

We hauled our bags to the room (I’m expert now on taking 4 suitcases), and then headed off to Queen’s hospital.  It was a very tender moment to witness as Twila walked in, Wade was resting, and when he opened his eyes and saw her, he just said “Oh!”  

Wade is vintage Wade.  Happy, positive, smart alecky.  I perceive he is in great pain.  He started PT yesterday.  That will continue.  Yesterday he did stand up and sit in a chair.  He wanted to feed himself.  They wrap a washcloth around a spoon, so it’s easier to hold, and he was able to get a few bites into his mouth.  Victory! I’ve seen Wade bend and move both legs, and use his right arm to eat, press buttons and such.  His left arm lays there like Cleopatra on her silken chaise lounger.  All in due time. 

Wade says it’s “electrifying” to feel all of the nerve endings coming back.  Think of your foot falling asleep, and then awakening, now multiply that by, oh, say a million.  Some people have all the fun.  The nurse last night said that it is a good possibility that Wade may be transferred to a regular floor today.  Right now, his job is to heal.  He needs to eat as much as he can and drink and rest.  Pretty much the same for Twila (she just woke up, headache is back, I whacked her with a dish and she’s back resting)

We feel and know of all your prayers.  Heavenly Father is watching over them.

Mom is in Honolulu!

My mom made it to Honolulu sometime in the middle of the night. Which is good for both of them!! I spoke to my dad last night and he was in good spirits. I don't know if he knew they were coming, so I'm sure it lifted his spirits even more!!

He was able to sit yesterday and STAND (he said he thought it was mostly on his own) YAY! His arms are still sore, and he can't hold the phone when he's sitting up, but he's doing so good! Making good progress!!! Still a long road ahead, but all will be fine.

We all feel so much relief that my mom is finally with him. I think it will be easier for the both of them now.

I'll post later when I hear more...

Last update for Today...

...Unless something drastically changes.

Just got off the phone with my dad's nurse.

He can put his right left over his left leg which is a good sign. The neurosurgeon is sure that he'll walk again. I know I've said that before, but it's a big deal. It'll be a long road with physical therapy and such but he'll walk again.

He is still having a lot of trouble with his left side. He really can't move it, but it moves a little more each day, so they think it will just take a while for it to completely come back.

I asked the nurse how he looked mentally and emotionally - being all by himself. I cried when she told me that she loved taking care of him, and knew that he had lots of people who loved him so she'd been taking care of him how she would take care of her own father. She said that she sits in his room and keeps him company and they talk about their families and such. She said she knew who I was and said that we were lucky to have the family that we have. Which is absolutely correct. She told me other things, and I know he's in good hands.

I broke down after that phone call and cried in my room for about 25 minutes.

She guesstimated that he'll remain in the hospital for maybe up to a month. But with having a daughter recently in the NICU, I know that when they give dates like that, they never actually know. When caring for a critical patient, it changes daily. Hopefully, it's much less than a month. I'll be praying for that.

After he's released, she's hopeful that he'll be able to travel and come home. My family flies into Phoenix May 15th, which is about a month away, so I'm hoping we get there around the same time. Hopefully they beat us there.

My aunt Dana is now in Hawaii. She's an angel.

It's the same with my mom as previous posts. Hopefully they get to Honolulu this week sometime.


We are all emotionally exhausted. My brother Cole is supposed to go home to Phoenix this Sunday, but I'm hoping that we'll be able to find a way to get him to Chicago so he's not alone. At least that way he can stay with me until he leaves for his summer job.

As always, Heavenly Father knows what he's doing. We have faith, and we know there must be some lesson to be learned for our family. We have grown closer and are ever aware of the already numerous tender mercies that have come upon my family during this time. I, as I'm sure we all are, are incredibly humbled and feeling incredibly loved. Although a good hug every once and a while are always appreciated.

Love to all

Need more information?

Update:

**The time change is killing me - I have to wait until around 11 or 12 to call (my time) to get updates, so be patient with me.**

My dad was moved from the ICU to the Trauma unit. He had an ok night last night but is in a considerable amount of pain all the time. Luckily, morphine has been keeping him company so he's been able to rest a bit. The nurse at the hospital told me to call back in a couple hours to get another update. I'll put that on here afterwards.

My mom is still bed ridden, but my aunt gets to Hawaii in about 2 hours so that will be good. Mom needs somebody... so does my dad. But I think my dad's sister might be going to Hawaii for a couple days to stay with him. I'm not exactly sure about that, but I think that's what I heard through the grapevine.

PLEASE if you have questions, or need some kind of information or anything else. I ask you again, to NOT call my parents. I am the source of information for now so PLEASE call me. Or email me, or message me on facebook or whatever else. My parents need to rest. Please.

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Emails are easier for me to work with!

 haileyhobsonphotography@gmail.com

Phone: 801-885-8335

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My phone basically rings all day, so I apologize if I miss a call from you or it takes a while for me to get back to you. There's a lot to do and this is really hard on me and my family. Especially my own little family.

I'll let you know when I know more.

Downer Alert: Wish I could hug my mom..

One of the worsts part about all of this, is that my mom would be the person I'd call when I was stuck and didn't know what to do. When it starts to get hard, and I feel like I can't do it anymore, she's the first person (apart from Kyle) that I talk to. Sometimes, I can't even talk. I just call her and the only sound I can make is crying. And she just listens to me cry and says "I know. I love you."

I never thought of how difficult that might be for her to do, until the roles were reversed yesterday. And all I could say was "I know. I love you." Trying so hard to not let her know that my heart was absolutely breaking. And my motherly instincts kick in and I just want to hug her, and let her cry, and kiss her forehead, like she's done for me 1 million times over. I hate that I can't do that.

So that's one of the hardest parts now. I can pray, and fast, and put her name on the prayer roll at the temple, but I can't be there physically for her. And that's hard. Doesn't matter who you are, or what you're going through, there's nothing like being able to be hugged and held and be able to physically see someone there for you. Hurting because you're hurting...

*exhale*

Here's the update:

My mom won't be able to get to Honolulu until Saturday probably. But she and my dad get to talk occasionally so that's good. I was the one getting the updates from my dad and relaying the message to my mom, who is still so sick and bed ridden. So it's good that they can hear each others voices.

I got this text from my mom last night:

"I talked to dad not long ago. The missionaries had been to see him. He's hanging in there." - she also mentioned that the neurosurgeon has decided that there's no need for surgery right now. Great news!

That's the only update I got last night. Which is good. That means no turns-for-the-worst during the middle of the night...or, I guess, the middle of the day there.

I will let you know when I know.

I know I've mentioned this before, but thank you for the outpouring of love. I've received countless emails, texts, phone calls - as have my siblings - I'm sorry if I missed yours or haven't responded. This is very overwhelming for every member of my family and we are still trying to wrap our minds around what has happened/is happening.

But, please know, that it is appreciated.

Update on my Parents..

My mom is still bed ridden, and stuck at the condo in Kona, but hopefully she feels better as the days go on. My aunt is flying out to Hawaii tomorrow to be with my mom. They'll pack up the condo in Kona and then fly to Honolulu and stay in a hotel near the hospital so my mom can finally see my dad. You can't imagine how hard this is on her.

My dad has a spinal contusion. He's got a lot of swelling, and is in a lot of pain. He's having a hard time moving but he can wiggle all his fingers and toes. Which is a good sign. Doctors say he'll for sure walk again. So that's good news. He'll probably remain in the Neuro ICU for the next 7-10 days. I'm not sure if he'll remain in the hospital for any length of time after that. But hopefully he'll be out of the hospital and able to travel soon so that he and my mom can go home.

That's really all we know now... there have been a lot of tender mercies already. Maybe the biggest one is the stranger that pulled my dad out of the water. I can't imagine what would have happened had he not been there... oh. I don't even want to think about it. But at least that's not the reality.

They don't want calls. So please try to refrain for a couple days at least. They are both in shock, and tired and in desperate need of rest. But it would be great if your prayers would continue on their behalf.

It will be a slow recovery road, I fear, but it will be fine.

We will be fine.

We will be fine.

We will be fine.

My Mom & Dad

Today, I want to talk about my parents... They could really use your prayers.

They have had a trip to Hawaii scheduled for some time now and were really excited about it! Long story semi-short - my mom got really sick before they left but they went anyways thinking that she would get better. She didn't. She's been in the hospital twice since they've been in Hawaii and the doctors can't figure out what's wrong with her. The second time she was released from the condo, my dad went out to go boogie boarding. He was involved in an accident and knocked unconscious. Thankfully, thankfully, someone was there and pulled him out of the water. He told my mom he thought he was going to drown. *breathe* He was taken by ambulance to a local hospital where they discovered that he had lost all movement. He was transferred from there to Honolulu where he is currently in the Neuro ICU. My mother is bed ridden in the condo where they were staying in on a different island. She is hoping that she will feel healthy enough to soon travel to Honolulu to be with my dad who is alone and I'm sure, scared.

Movement and feeling are slowly coming back on his right side. I'm hoping the left returns soon as well. It's truly the vacation from you-know-where.

Prayers and faith on their behalf would be so appreciated more than you know.

I'm trying to figure out a way to be able to get to Phoenix so I can be there when they get home so I can help them get back on their feet. But I'm not sure how that will work yet...

In a perfect world for this situation, where Kyle is no longer a dental student and I didn't have two kids who needed me 24/7, I'd like to be able to get to Hawaii to be with my mom while my dad is in the hospital and to help them fly home, I don't know how they are going to be able to fly home as sick as they both are. But that's a little harder than just getting to Phoenix.

Please pray for them.
Please.

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*Updated 10:16am*

Prayers are already being answered!! My aunt called and said she was figuring out how to get to Phoenix so she can be there for them. The selfish bit in me wishes I could be there to help. But then again, I've got two babies and I'm not sure how helpful I'd be. So at least my aunt can be there.

Monthly Videos

I mentioned somewhere back in January that I had set up a new goal for myself this year...(and hopefully the years to come).

The goal was to take more pictures, (if that's even possible) and more videos. Then after taking a plethora of yummy videos, to make a  movie of all the videos I took that month. I've been doing good so far. I did January.... and February... and just finished March!!

Granted, I'm only 3 months in, but I already am wishing I'd been doing this since Kyle and I got married. I mean seriously, how fun would it be to have a movie from each month that had some of the highlights of that month?? It'd be awesome...


If you want to see some of the things my family was up to in March... click here...

Oh... and it's not too late for you to start doing this! What a great way to preserve your families history!!

P.S. NEW tutorial going up on Monday... like I said before - super easy, and SUPER cute. Totes adorbs. Seriously. (do people say that?? nooooo....)

Happy Easter!!

With all that has been going on lately, it is a sweet reminder that Christ does indeed Live. Oh, how He loves me, too. So grateful for my Savior, and for my sweet family.

How great Thou art.

Happy Easter!!

Confessions of a Mom-Aged Drama Queen

It's been a while since I've given an update on my sweet Maila. Truth is, I haven't done it because nothing really has changed. Last time I updated was when my sweetie was 6 months old.

Let's start with the positive!!

SHE SITS!!!! You may not think that this is a big deal, but TRUST ME it's a BIG DEAL. This has been a long time coming and I'm glad that she finally has the strength to sit. She's been doing it like a pro now for 3 weeks or so. Such a strong girl!!

She's pretty healthy! There's nothing majorly wrong with her, and our impromptu super fun visits to the urgent care and emergency room have dwindled. Finally.

Those are the major improvements that she's made... so now let's talk about all the other stuff.

This is where my Drama Queen enters. And some sarcasm - so try not to be offended.

Maila is a preemie. I don't care how old she gets, she's a preemie. She small, and slow, and really hard. Now, with that said, I really don't want it to come across like I resent all this work with Maila, she's my baby - I'm her momma, this work is my divine right and I'm a blessed woman.

With that said, I. AM. STRUGGLING. And it makes me feel guilty. I know lots of people who either can't have their own kids, or have kids with problems far more serious than anything Maila has, but still. She is really hard for me, and I am REALLY struggling. Really.

In her 6 month post I wrote that sleep was a thing of the past, but at 8 months, I can't even remember what it's like to sleep.  And I'm not exaggerating. On the rare occasion that she sleeps for longer than 4 hours at a time at night, I'm woken by Max who has TOTALLY regressed in almost every aspect besides his vocabulary. He can't seem to sleep all night either, and especially not in his bed. Which I guess is partially Kyle and I's fault because we let him sleep on the floor in our room when Maila has to "cry it out". But now, it's borderline ridiculous. If we thought he was attached to his binky and blanky before, it's worse now. *sigh*

She does nap, thankfully. Unfortunately it's never at the same time as Max. Which means momma doesn't get a nap. Boo. I try doing the schedule thing, but they just can't seem to agree on when to sleep. But at least nap time is nice, that's when I  sit with Max or craft. Because as crazy as it may sound to you, crafting is my only outlet of energy it seems like in these LONG winter months. Plus, a decorated, clean, organized home helps me feel better.

I think the sleep deprivation is really the worst part. I can feel it's effects seeping into every aspect of my life. My ability to be a good wife to Kyle, and my ability to be a good mother to my two children.
I feel sick, exhausted, lethargic, and I can feel my patience fading. I spend a part of every day questioning my abilities as a mother and daughter of God and feeling lost and alone. But I know I'm not. There have to be millions of other mothers out there who are going through what I'm going through, and worse. I like to joke with Kyle that every time I say "I don't think I can do this anymore" or "I don't think it can get harder" - it gets harder, so I won't say that, but it feels that way. Heavenly Father isn't giving me more than I can handle, but I have to wonder exactly what He's seeing in me that I seem to be missing.

When Maila is awake, it's a cry fest. I'm not exaggerating people. And it drives me crazy when people contradict that!! I am the ONLY person who is around her 24/7 and when she is not sleeping, she is crying. Even after being fed, and having her diaper changed, she just cries ALL. THE. TIME. I don't even know how to handle that!! I usually just end up laying her in her bed while she's crying and then I sit down and cry myself. Do you know what it's like to feel like everything you do as a parent is wrong? That's how I feel. I can't do anything right. The only comfort in letting her cry and crying myself is that Max will sit on my lap, hug me and say "love you mommy". He seriously is an angel.

I hate having an all doom-and-gloom post but this is how it's going. I don't know if there are more happy moments or sad moments, and that's sad. And there's really no way for me to express myself because if I just talk about how hard it is, people think I'm being a diva and whining. But you don't know. You don't know what it's like. You're not here. You don't hold her little screaming body in the middle of the day, unable to play or teach Max because she is taking up all your attention. You don't feel how I feel when you get up for the 8th time in the middle of the night, hoping that this time, she'll sleep for longer than a half hour. You don't know what it feels like to look at Maila, and feel TOTALLY USELESS. We're way past helpless for her, it's evolved to USELESS. You don't know how I feel when I lay in bed at night and cry to my husband because I am feeling so totally lost. Maila is so hard. She is. For me. Maybe she wouldn't be hard for you, but she is for me. And something that doesn't make my life easier is people telling me that she'll grow out of it, or that she's really not that hard - she's a normal baby, I just think she's hard because Max was such an angel. That just makes me feel worse. I know eventually she'll "grow out of it" but I've passed the stage where they "grow out of it" 3 times with Maila. We're coming up on the 1 year mark where she's supposed to be caught up with other one years olds and that's not going to happen. She's over 8 months and still can't roll. So, I think being like other one years olds - maybe not so much. Maybe when she's 2. ish. Don't get me wrong, I'll never say that to your face. I'm really excellent at putting on a smile and telling people that things are peachy, but really I'm screaming on the inside. Because this is a lot of emotion, even for cyber space. But it's easier for me to put this out into cyber-space then tell someone to their face that I'm falling apart. Is that weird? Maybe.

I'm not even sure what the point of this post was now that I've written it. Maybe the hope is that someone will read it and let me know that I'm not the only mom who feels inadequate. Or maybe someone will read it and know that they're not alone in how they feel. Or maybe it's just because I'm entitled to one doom and gloom post every once and a while to just let out how I feel. How I really feel. And this is my blog so I can do what I want.

Whatever the reason, this is how it's going. It's hard.

I will ask one question to whoever dares to actually read this whole thing to the end -

How do I re-energize? I'm not even sure that's the right word. I'm low in the money supply so a spa weekend is not an option (however nice that would be), but I feel like I need to find something that helps me...I don't know... be me again. Kyle is so extremely helpful when he's home, but it only goes so far, I feel like I'm broken and only I can fix it. So how do I do that? How do you deal with things like this? How do I help myself? Because if I fall apart (which I'm so very close to doing) my family will fall apart. And I don't want that.

I'm so lost.

Help?

Thank You

To the person who thought of me, worried about me, and loved me enough to think of this.. Thank You. It was a highlight of my day, and meant more than you know. I am truly grateful.

This world is TRULY filled with good people.

Good News!!! Plus an ear infection...

Whew: I'm tired. And getting an ear infection (I'm pretty sure) because I can't hear out of my right ear. AT ALL. But it's ok. Maila and I will be twinners because she has an ear infection too.

But that's not our good news, even though that's pretty exciting happening.

And no (MOM - BOTH OF YOU), sadly it's not the "we're having a baby" news. No way.

It's more like:

WE BASICALLY WON THE LOTTERY AND ARE GOING TO BE ABLE TO SEE BOTH SIDES OF OUR FAMILIES THIS SUMMER!!!!!

Woo!!! 

*jumping for joy*

It's true people!! Mark it on your calendars and get ready to spend lots of hours in the pool, sun tanning in Phoenix, and then staying up way past my bedtime playing any kind of card game someone could think of in Boise.

It's going to be AWESOME.

We'll be in Phoenix from May 15 - May 27-28ish...

Then in Boise from then on until June 5th... there might be a TEENSY TINY excursion to Lewiston/Spokane during our escapde in Boise so that I can be at my best friends sealing to her newly adopted baby boy... but we'll cross the hurdle when we get there.

Alright? Alright. We hope you are as pumped about this as we are.

See you in the summer!!!

Maila and Minnie

They're going to be best friends. I can feel it.

4 Generations!

While I was going through my pictures today I came across this lovely...

Aw :) Four Generations!! What an exciting thing for Maila to have!!! I don't have one... at least not one that I know of...

This is one of the reasons that I LOVE photography so much. You guys seriously have no idea. I am madly, passionately, in love with photography. How else would I be able to preserve a memory like this? How, I ask you!! How??

Plus, if photography didn't exist.. then how would I remember that 5 seconds after walking into the house, Grandma ran right up to Maila and left the biggest lipstick mark you've ever seen.

It made me smile and I left it there for quite a while because I remember Grandma leaving lipstick marks on me ALL. THE. TIME. I seriously could not see my grandma without walking away with lipstick all over my face.

Now it's Maila's turn. Muah ha ha ha!!!


PLUS.... are you seeing this? How could you say no to THAT?!

You get it girl.

P.S. I can literally hear her laughing when I look at that last picture....  PHOTOGRAPHY MAGIC

Home Again!

I spent this last week in Mesa, and boy oh boy was I busy!! Even getting there was crazy! My flight was originally on Tuesday but there was a massive storm coming into Chicago that day so Monday afternoon at 12 I changed my flight to 3pm on Monday. That gave me about an hour to shower, pack, clean the house, find somewhere for Max to go until Kyle got home from school (he had mandatory classes) and find a ride to the airport. Like I said, CRAZY. But I was glad I went because LOTS of flights, including mine were delayed or cancelled on Tuesday. I'm glad I have friends who are willing to help me at the drop of a hat! SO grateful!!

 One of the best parts (if you take out seeing my family and eating good food) was that I had sessions up to my eyeballs!!! It started with a bridal session on Tuesday....

A family session on Wednesday...

 

A family session on Thursday....

A family session on Friday....

And ending with a wedding on Saturday....

Trust me, It was a party.

The trip came at the perfect time for me, too! Needed BADLY to get away!! Not going to lie though, this trip was SUPER stressful for me and not exactly what I needed it to be. I really was hoping that I'd get to relax and kind of unwind but that did not happen. Not even for ONE SECOND. I don't know why I thought it would with like 6 sessions booked, but a girl can dream right?? Hopefully I can figure out how to unwind at home or the hubs and I can run away for a night and unwind together. I don't think this week was a breeze for him either. But work is work!! He's always going to be busy with school and hopefully I can stay this busy working! The money is helpful and the money from this week will go far for us! So all the stress and not sleeping and exhaustion (in every sense of the word) will be worth it!!

Now I just have to sift through almost 4 thousand pictures and edit... it's basically going to take me 8 years. Well, probably not 8 years but it'll be a while! At least I love this part. Editing is where you can make a lot of magic happen! Woo!!

Also, stay tuned for my new tutorial coming up this week!! It's SUPER easy and if you have hands, you can do it!! It's great!

I'm Grateful...

Be advised - feelings are about to be expressed...

 I've been feeling a little weird lately. I feel like I'm generally a good judge of character, but lately I feel like I've been so wrong on so many levels - it's a little disheartening. I feel like I'm a good person, a genuinely good person. I've got my quirks (my sarcasm is sometimes ill-timed) but I generally care about people. I thought that people knew that. Maybe I don't do as good a job as I thought showing it, but lately, I feel like I've been sucked into this deep dark pit that just keeps swirling me around and I feel like I'm suffocating. I've felt personally and professionally attacked. Multiple times. It's hard for me to understand some people's mentalities when they do things like that because I don't think I could. Why can't people just be happy for other people?? Seriously. With everything that's been happening to me, and around me, I feel like I've just been on a sinking ship. I hate that feeling. It makes me doubt myself, and my integrity and my ability to help other people.

So tonight as I was searching quotes for self-esteem, I came across this little gem and made a printable for my home...

I love this, but hate the thought that I've been the reason that I've been feeling so down and defeated. 
I guess the point of this super peppy post is to just say: I don't care what people say or think about me. People will always hate. Unhappy people will always find a reason and a way to be unhappy. And that's NOT MY PROBLEM.  

I know who I am, those who love me know who I am and my Heavenly Father knows who I am. And that is ALL I need.

Basically, all I really wanted to say what that I'm grateful for the people that love me, and support me and stand up for me, and encourage me to be exactly who I am. Whether I know them, or not. 

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Now that that's out of the way - whew. - I did have a lovely photoshoot that I was really excited about (until all this junk hit the fan - but it's still exciting for me)!! This lady is being featured in a big article and she chose me to take her headshots for her! Exciting things!!

I'll let you know when her article comes out so you can read it!!

 

Sorry for the overbearing of my soul...but sometimes you just need to let it out.
bleh.
 

A Day at the Zoo

 I love home videos. They are such a great, fun, way to remember life's moments. So, I made this little video...

We went to the Zoo yesterday and it was AWESOME. Kyle is off on his quarter break which means we get to do lots of family things!! We literally had the whole zoo to ourselves. Seriously. There were maybe 10 other people there. Plus, it was a gorgeous day. We had so much fun!!

I'm Grateful...

...today is simple. I'm grateful for my babies. Best things to happen to me. EVER.