Caw Chews On Peez, (car shoes on please)

So I have a child who eats, sleeps and breaths cars.

Every morning right when he gets out of bed the first thing he wants is his car shoes on. First of all, I am not one to buy my children shoes or clothing with characters of any sort on them. It's just not my thing...but Mr. Parker spotted these beauties at the store when we were buying Brady some shoes. He carried them around the store the entire time we were there and would not put them down. Needless to say, he go his way.


He even has car slippers


and watches the movie at least twice a day


Can you say obsessed???

We can't even get him to chill for 5 seconds to take a picture


We took him to see Disney on Ice...


and this was him the whole 5 minutes that Lightning McQueen was "performing"


Hopefully Disney comes out with a Car's 2 so I'm not stuck watching this one over and over and over and over, etcetera, etcetera.

Then and Now

Then:

Once upon a time I used to be a Utah Jazz Dancer, and I thought I was the shiz. I never realized how amazing the experience was until I got cut the next year. Oh well, life goes on. I had so much fun doing that and I thought it was over until I got a call a few weeks ago from a friend I used to dance with telling me that the Jazz were going to have a retro night and that all the old dancers were invited back for a night.
Seeing all of my old friends that I hadn't seen in 10 years brought back so many fun memories.
p.s. take a look at what I wrote about myself on my card. I was pretty intelligent. I especially love the part where I say that my favorite color is silver. I'm so unique.







Now:





















Dancing at that game was so much fun and what made it even better was that my kids got to come and see what their mommy used to do, even if it was a little inappropriate for children.

My dad did the quintessential dad thing and made a video of my dances.
You can view it here. Enjoy!

I will always and I will Never

1. I will always be a speedy driver.
2. I will always wear my emotions on my sleeve.
3. I will always be able to listen to the same music over and over again without getting sick of it.
4. I will always be a clean freak.
5. I will always love my family like no other.

1. I will never use store bought frosting.
2. I will never be as creative as I wish I was.
3. I will never be good with words.
4. I will never be the spiritual giant that I wish I could be....but I will keep trying.
5. I will never say "no" to anyone in need.

To the 4 people that read my blog....tag, you're it.

B-Rad turns 5

I am in shock. I cannot believe that I have a five year old. One minute you're carrying them around in your arms and the second you blink they've grown into a little person.
Brady has taught me a lot these last 5 years. I had no idea what I was getting myself into when we had him. Not that he has been a hard kid, because that is not the case at all. Of course we've had our ups and downs, but being a first time mom is not an easy job. I think after 5 years I'm just starting to get this whole mom thing down and I look forward to see my Brady grow.
Here are a few reasons why I love him so much.

1. I love that he will want to say a prayer every night. Even if he falls asleep before I put him in bed he will always wake up and tell me that we forgot to pray.
2. I love how he tells me how far he loves me. This week he loves me farther than neverland. (last week it was farther than Russia and the week before that it was Omaha)
3. I love how he wants to learn. He is so smart it's ridiculous. All he ever wants to do is read, and he is getting so good at it.
4. I love the funny things he says. My favorite Brady quotes are any that include why Jesus created something. For example: "Why did Jesus create skunks? Because they're not beautiful at all." or "Why did Jesus create weeds?"
5. I love that he tries to try his best. He's struggled with that throughout his short life but he is getting a lot better with it.
6. I love how he loves to cuddle. His love language is definitely physical touch. If you don't know what I'm talking about then you can find it here.
7. I love how he is such a good big brother and loves Parker so much.
8. I love how he always wants to help me. Cleaning, cooking, errands, whatever it is he's always wanting to help out.
9. I love how sensitive he is. Especially with those around him. He's is very aware of other people's feelings.
10. Mostly I love Brady.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRADY!!!

Ocho

It's hard to believe that our marriage is turning 8 years old today. We've grown so much together as a couple in such a short amount of time and I am so thankful that I have such an amazing man to stand next to me through it all.
Looking back at when we were single it's funny to think of how selfish we both were, but if marriage has taught me anything it's that selfishness cannot exist.
I love Robbie more now than I ever thought I could. I'm thankful for the pain we've endured through our marriage to make us realize how important we really are to each other. I'm thankful for the amazing memories we've created with each other, and I'm so grateful for the beautiful babies we've made together.
Marriage has been such an amazing, beautiful, loving journey and I'm so grateful that I get to live in it through all eternity. Happy 8 years Robbie, I love you.

Paris

So I published these posts wrong and you are supposed to read the London one first. Oops. Oh well. Enjoy.

Next stop: Paris, France
Paris is the most amazing place and I want to go back now. I have never had more fun than I had there and if you ever get the chance then I definitely recommend going. I have so many pictures of our trip and this is the only way I know how to display a lot of them. I know, I'm getting sick of the whole collage thing too. Sorry. I'm still learning how to do this whole blog thing.

Most memorable moments of Paris:

• Getting on the wrong subway.
• Walking for-ev-er with our luggage to our hotel.
• deux huit quarte, (284...our room number)
• Arc de Triomphe
  
• Seeing the Eiffel Tower for the first time
• Realizing the French don't eat until 10 at night.
• Getting food at a little market and being given the evil eye because we were Americans
  
• The Louvre
• Making fun of the art at the museum
• Never having more fun with Robbie than I did that day
• Notre Dame
• Homeless lady
  
• Lighting a candle
  
• Champs de Elysees and trying to remember how to pronounce it the entire time we were there.
• Making out next to the Seine river
• New Years Eve
• Feeling the ground shake and thinking I was going to die
• People sharing their bottles of wine with random passers by to ring in the new year.
• Angry dad pushing people down and almost being in the middle of a fight
• millions of people filling the entire street for miles and miles
• Montmartre Cathedral
• Pickpocketers
• Cemetery....coolest place ever.
• Moulin' Rouge
• Thinking we had the subway system all figured out when we got on the wrong train to go to Versailles.
• Versailles
• Wishing I could live in Versailles
• Pretending to be Marie Antoinette
• Hall of Mirrors
  
• bitterly cold
• Robbie getting sick
• crepes, (Robbie's are better) Sorry Paris.
  
• "Don't get your fingers caught in the door or else you'll turn into a rabbit." (Favorite quote of the trip)
• Getting on the plane and wanting to see my kids so bad but not ready to come home.

Hopefully we can go back again, but if not then I'm so grateful I was able to have that experience. Thank you so much Robbie for that amazing gift. Best husband ever.

London

A few months ago Robbie surprised me with a trip to Europe. I figure I'd better blog about this now before I forget everything that we did. Instead of writing in story form which will make this post never ending, I'm just going to jot down some of the most memorable moments on our trip.

First Stop: London, England

Most memorable moments include:

• Going through customs and the man telling Robbie that he chose the wrong profession because he spoke so quietly.
• Getting on the subway with huge suitcases and Robbie almost not making it on.
• Pulling our luggage through piccadilly circus.
• Ping Pong Chinese restaurant
• Walking through Westminster Abby cathedral.
• Big Ben
• Camera lens breaking.
• Spending 4 hours trying to find a new camera lens.
• Riding on the London eye
• Rain...lots and lots of rain.
• Les Misarble
  
• Trying to walk in heels on cobble stone.
• Riding on the back of someones bike back to our hotel so I wouldn't have to walk in heels anymore.
• Caprese salad...mmmmm.
• Phantom of the Opera
  
• Cricket on television non-stop.
• Quitley, aka quickly
  
• Changing of the guards
• Vintage clothing shop
• Being evacuated of the chunnel station, (still don't know why)
  
• riding the chunnel.

Handsome Pants turns 2

Today my little Sparky turns 2 years old. It's so amazing to me how in just 2 short years one can go from not being able to do a single thing for themselves to walking, talking, eating, going to the bathroom in a potty, (when he feels like it), how to love and knowing who to trust and who not to. Parker has always been such a sweetheart. Here are a few reasons why I love Parker so much.

1. I love how he gets right in my face and says, "mom" then squeezes my cheeks and gives me a kiss.
   
2. I love when he goes to the bathroom and whether he actually goes pee or not he always needs to flush. Or in Parker's case, "shlup".
3. I love, as messy as it is, that I can always count on him to throw all of his food on the ground while he's eating. It's just what he does.
4. I love right before I'll put him down for a nap and he'll lay on my shoulder. He's never been a cuddly guy but I get so much love from him when he does that.
5. I love when he doesn't really want to nap but I'll put him down anyways and he just sits and talks to himself for two hours. He never really cries.
6. I love that he gets into the pantry for "Naks" aka snacks.
7. I love that he loves his daddy so much and can't get enough of him.
8. I love that he loves his brother and that the two of them get along so good, (most of the time).
9. I love when we say prayers and he'll fold his arms for a matter of 5 seconds while we pray and then he runs around the rest of the prayer.
   
10. Mostly I love Parker.
    

Roll 'em over, lay 'em flat, pin his shoulders to the mat!

Let me begin by saying that Brady is a very emotional child... of course we love him none the less. So when we couldn't figure out how to teach him to be tough when things got rough we decided that putting him in wrestling would be the best option. So far a lot of tears have been shed in Brady's eyes due to disappointment. If he doesn't win then the world is over. He gets a lot of this emotionalism from his father. For example:
Sportsmanship video

Wasn't that fun. If you're not sure what you just witnessed, that was little Robbie losing. That's what I have to deal with on a daily basis from Mr. Brady. Thank you Robbie Law for instilling that in our son. Best quality ever.

Last Friday, despite all the tears, we decided to put Brady into his first tournament. Robbie and I were so nervous for him. I was literally shaking. I love my little guy so much and I didn't want him to get hurt physically or emotionally. We located the kid Brady was about to wrestle in the crowd and said, "oh crap." He was so good. Butterflies were building up in our stomachs when it came time for Brady to face his fate. The ref blew the whistle and before you knew it he had taken Brady down. You could hear him start to cry. I felt so bad for him. I wanted to get him out of there so bad. The whistle blew and the first round was over. Brady never let the kid pin him. We called that match quits. The boys shook hands as Brady bawled.
After that we let him watch some other matches just so he could understand that there has to be a winner and a loser and it doesn't matter what the outcome is as long as you try your best.
So after what seemed like an eternity it was time for his second match. The boys shook hands, the whistle blew and bam...Brady took the kid down! Of course not more than 10 seconds later did the kid got on top but something different happened. No tears! It was a miracle. Brady made it through every round without a tear and without ever being on top. I've never been prouder of him. When it was over he had the biggest smile on his face. He was so proud of himself. I think wrestling is going to be a good thing for my guy.

My favorite

Today Robbie turns 30. I wanted to let him know how grateful I am for him and all that he does for me and our boys. He is such an amazing man and I can't get enough of him. So for his birthday I wanted to jot down a few of my favorite memories of us. I'm only going to recount the first year of our relationship just because a lot of those memories are my favorite and because they are really long. Enjoy.

#1. First memory. Rob and I met in foods class in 1997. We both caught each others eyes and we knew we both felt something but were both to scared to do anything about it. One day we were walking down the hall in school towards each other and I smiled at him as we crossed paths. After we passed I looked behind me only to find him with his head in his hands and him shaking his head. He wanted so badly to talk to me but wasn't able to do it and immediately regretted it.

#2. First dance. This memory takes place in an after school dance. I was there with my friends and we were dancing and having a good time when all of the sudden one of Robbie's friends girlfriends comes over to me and tells me that I should ask Robbie to dance. I asked why he wouldn't just come and ask me and she said he was to scared. So when the last song came on at the dance and he hadn't come over yet I figured I better do something about it. I walked over to him and grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor. Thats were we had our first dance. What was the song you ask? It was End of the Road, by Boys to Men.

#3. First kiss. Robbie finally asked me out on a real date on Oct. 30, 1997. We went to a haunted house and then went and got hot chocolate at the circle K in Provo which is no longer there. Then we went to the wordperfect hill...you know what I'm talking about. He sat behind me and kept trying to kiss me but for some reason I was playing hard to catch. I should have kissed him then because our real first kiss was not nearly as cute as that would've been. The next day was Halloween and he told me to come over to his friends. So of course I went. All of Robbie's friends were there and we being in high school and not that smart decided to drink. Yes I know...we were stupid. So after that we all piled into Robbie's 4runner. Oh how I miss that car. Don't worry, we had a designated driver...Ben Hill. There were so many people that somehow Robbie and I ended up in the very back. It's funny because we were talking about something and then in mid sentence Robbie just starts making out with me. Romance was in the air.

#4. The Incident. We had been dating a few months now and things were going good. Us and all of our friends wanted to go up to Sundance where we had a cabin and have a little get together. Little did I know that the whole school heard about our get together. We get up to Sundance and literally 75 people are waiting for us to take them up to the "party". So we decide yeah it'll be fun...bring em' on up. People in high school are so stupid. We told everyone to never answer the phone because 1. We weren't supposed to be up there and 2. I told my mom I was sleeping over at my friends house. Apparently my mother did not recall that conversation because she ended up calling at 2 in the morning and some drunken high school kid answered the phone. We were told to leave the cabin and come home immediately. We picked up the cabin as fast as we could, kicked everyone out and booked it home. He dropped me off at home and said goodbye as though we would never see each other again. I was grounded for a week and he was grounded for a month. The next day at school I was so scared to see him I thought he was going to break up with me. But the first thing he did was come around behind me and give me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. I was relieved to say the least.

#5. Breaking up. Robbie and I being the average high school couple went through our share of breakups. One in particular comes to mind. It was the last day of school and we were at our friend Brian's house. Brian, being the good friend that he was, told me that Robbie was going to break up with me. So I pulled Robbie aside and with Guns N' Roses playing in the background asked him if this was true. He said yes. I was devastated. He said he wanted to enjoy the summer. What a douche.

#6. Reno. Amy Reno was a whore. At least thats what I thought. Even though Robbie claims we were,"on a break", I believe he is wrong either way. Robbie made out with this girl and I was all torn apart inside about it. The day after I found out about this fiasco we all decided to go camping. Because both Robbie and I were friends with all the same people we all went together and so did Reno. So we get up to our spot and for some reason someone brought a canoe...and a bebe gun. We were all sitting around the fire and I look over and see Robbie and Reno climb into the canoe together and set sail for the middle of the lake. I was not happy with this. So what do you think I did...of course I grabbed the bebe gun and started shooting in there direction. It seemed like the only logical thing to do at the time. Don't worry nobody got hurt, unfortunately. A few weeks later we got back together.

#7. SUU. Robbie was a grade older than I was, so when it was time for me to start my senior year that also meant it was time for Rob to go to college. He had received a scholarship to SUU. The day he left for Cedar City broke my heart. My mom let me stay home from school that day just because I was so depressed. I still get choked up just thinking about it. Luckily my mom was pretty cool so she let me drive down literally every weekend he was down there. Eventually he got so depressed from being away from me that he moved back and went to UVSC. We've been inseparable ever since. Except of course when he has to travel...every week. But at least I know I get to be with him on the weekends and for the rest of eternity for that matter.

I have so many wonderful memories of Robbie and I wish I could write more down.Maybe another time. I'm grateful for everyday I have with him and am so looking forward to our future together. Happy birthday Robbie. You are my favorite.

It's not you...it's me. Actually it's all you.

So I know this post is a little belated but I really wanted to give 2009 a proper goodbye. Let's just say that last year was not the kindest to me in so many different ways. From broken legs, heartbreaks, bitterness, falling-outs, debt, therapy, arrests, more debt, death, moving, losing Christ and finding Him again, more debt and so on and so on...09' put me through a roller coaster of emotions. I must say that not all of the above list of things happened to me personally but they did affect me one way or another.
I was going to do a negative and positive list of things that happened, but the more I thought about it the more grateful I became for all of those experiences. Yes of course it was hell going through many of those but in the end I became a more wise and more experienced person.
So thanks 2009 for the memories, but now I must bid you adieu and pray that 2010 is a little kinder to me. Peace out.

10:14

Well, here it goes again. This will be my second blog attempt. The first one didn't go over so well. Mostly because I spelled the site address wrong. I'm smart. So my New years resolution is this...to blog and make a book at the end of the year about our riveting lives.
I have about a gazillion photos that sit on my computer and do nothing. So I may as well do something productive with them and with my time. Enough for now. Hopefully I'll blog again soon since it being my resolution and all. Wish me luck.