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4 Years of Us

Dating 2005

Funny Facts: Four of of the five of my parent's children are married, and I'm the only one who didn't marry someone from the Pasco Stake.  My sisters both married their first dates in high school (although they didn't get married until after their husband's mission), and my parents were also high school sweethearts.  Luckily I didn't rebel too much, and married someone from the other side of the state.  I believe my three siblings who are married also married their first kisses.  Way to go guys!  I'm also the only one (including my parents) who didn't marry the child of a farmer.  I'm so rebellious!  I was just telling a friend the other day that all growing up I thought I'd marry a farmer because that's all I knew.  I didn't marry a farmer, but I did marry a man with a farmer's heart.  Some of you are wondering what in the world I'm talking about.  Farmers are industrious, hard working, down-to-earth, and just good people.  One day, Kyle and I will have that house in the country that we dream about, I just know it.  You have to have big dreams for them to come true, right?  That's one dream I won't give up on.  

Married May 25, 2006

I think (who am I kidding, I KNOW) my family was worried that I would never get married because I was 23, graduated from BYU, working full time, and no boyfriend in site.  Luckily for me, Kyle moved up from California and I swept him off his feet.  I know it's supposed to be the other way around, but Kyle had a girlfriend at the time, so I had to do the sweeping at the beginning.  A year later, when I was 24, and he was 25 we were married in the Portland Temple.  Time flies when you're having fun, right, babe?  If I said yes, Kyle would probably want to have 9 kids.  He LOVES kids, and not just our kids, he'll love your kid too.  Many times on the way home from church he'll tell me that there's just so many chubby cheeked kids at church that he wants to grab and kiss.  It always cracks me up when he says that.  Whenever we have a family party, Kyle will be the only adult outside playing with the kids.       

Here's to many, many more years of marital bliss...and stubbornness.  You gotta keep things exciting, right?  I love you Kyle.

Hopefully I'll have a picture to post tonight after our hot date.  I'm making Kyle plan it!

One Year Anniversary of the Glasses

This week marks the one year anniversary for Michael wearing glasses.  When he first got them I thought there is no way I'm going to keep them on this child, but sure enough with a lot of hard work and persistence on my part, he wore them and now they are part of who he is.  He still tears them off and throws them down when he's upset, but besides that he wears them great.  His glasses are amazing.  Whoever invented them should win a Nobel Peace Prize because they are truly unbreakable.  It seems like just yesterday I was 8 and half months pregnant fighting with Michael to wear his glasses, wrapping him up in his blanket and sticking him in front of the TV so he would be still and forget he was wearing them.

We are headed to Seattle this week to have the pediatric ophthalmologist check out his eyes for a routine visit.  His eyes still go immediately crossed when he takes his glasses off, or looks over the lenses, but they are perfect while he's wearing them, so we shall see what they have to say.    

Lisa's Final Reveal

Please go over to Make You Over to see Lisa's makeover pictures.  She looks amazing!  I must say, she was so much fun to work with, and so willing to try new things!

Preppy at 11 Months

Preston's name has gone from "Pre Pre" to Preppy.  I think Preppy will stick for awhile.  This picture sums up Preston....CHILL.

Preppy is the sweetest baby.  He is the toughest little guy thanks to his big brother.  Preston can't stand up next to the couch without Michael coming over to knock him down to wrestle.  Preston really does seem to enjoy it most of the time.  If you want to get on Preston's good side just offer him some food.  He will crawl across the room in two seconds flat if he knows you have food.  He spends a lot of time in the highchair, and lucky for me he doesn't climb out like his brother did.  He stays put until I get him out. I used to think that was so weird that mom's could leave their baby in the highchair and they wouldn't crawl out or climb on to the tray.  Now I have one of those babies!

When I look back at blog posts from when Michael was 11 months old, I realize more and more that my boys are opposite!  Preston doesn't say any words yet....little stinker.  Preston and Michael wear the same size in shorts, and I'm sure pretty soon all their clothes will be the same size.  

Sunday with the Grandparents

Is blogging going out of style? I hope not because I'll still be rocking it in 10 years. On Sunday we took a last minute trip up north to visit my grandparents on their farm near Moses Lake. It was my favorite place to go as a child. When I think of my grandparents, I think of homemade cookies, peaches, magnifying glass, spiritual thoughts, an amazing swing set made out of telephone poles, tractors, green boat, a pond, secret hiding places, Schwann's ice cream, chocolate fudge, siphon tubes, pull-up bars, sewing room, gardens galore, a huge willow tree and many, many more things. Everything is just the same as it was 20 years ago when I was young. I think we did or saw most of the things that I just listed. Grandpa tried to give a spiritual thought but Michael kept punching the newspaper that he was reading out of. Sorry Grandpa, maybe when he's 3 he'll be reverent.  I'm sure Grandma and Grandpa were ready for bed after we left.  Michael was all over the place, nothing out of the ordinary.  Michael has been talking about GG's house all week.

Michael and Preston had so much fun while we were there. Oh how I wish we lived on a farm. I think all kids should live on a farm, and all teenagers should work on one. I can dream....

Stormy Night

I walked upstairs and found this. It was a beautiful day today, but is ending with a powerful storm.  I love seeing the world through a child's eyes, and I also love seeing a daddy show his son new things....