culture shock
Friday, July 18, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Brett's leaving
Adios. Hasta luego. Brett is in the MTC now. There were alot of home luxuries that he had to give up. I guess it is good he'll have a kiddie pool to swim in before going to the deep end if you will. He kept wishing Emerson would walk before he left. Emerson could probably walk 10 steps then fall. But Brett wanted him to walk without falling. I need to get the picture of Brett draggin Emerson out of the waterfall.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Anna's wedding
Saturday, May 24, 2008
going indie
So Emerson refuses to let me feed him. This is a less messy session. The other day I fed him spaghetti and noodles, but he and I were too messy to take a picture.

Wait what am I eating?

This Sunday he was getting molars, throwing up, had a fever of 102.5 and screamed for 24 hours straight. If I am thankful for anything, it is that it is over.
Wait what am I eating?
This Sunday he was getting molars, throwing up, had a fever of 102.5 and screamed for 24 hours straight. If I am thankful for anything, it is that it is over.
The yard.
So we bought a previously owned home three years ago. And I have to say my favorite thing about it is the yard. The strawberry and raspberry patches. The fact that every year a new perrenial has come up that wasn't there last year. The clubhouse and sandbox. I am so grateful for the previous owner. I don't think I could have designed this beauty. I takes work but it is suprising that it isn't overwhelming. I think because there are so many plants that weeds can't get through.

Let's play find Emerson.
Let's play find Emerson.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Stud muffin

So Emerson is tuff. We all knew it! Sad he is looking older in this picture.
Last weekend Drew's sister Anna had a bridal shower. It was cute how excited she was and I forgot my camera. Her wedding day I'll be sure to take tons of pictures. She is so opposite of the typical bride, everytime someone tries to nail down a detail of the day. She just says I don't care, i just want it to be like one big family reunion. Easy peasy.
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