B"earth"day Boy!

Taft was born on Earth day two years ago. Eric & I couldn't imagine our lives without this very special boy! He keeps us on our toes, but is truly our greatest joy. We love you Taft.

Growing Up

Tonight Taft is having a sleep over at my mom's house tonight. So, I brought him over there and was just trying to get his stuff situated and such. He gave me a hug and then I stayed for a few more minutes just piddling around, when all of a sudden he sits in my mom's lap, looks me straight in the face and waves/says out loud, "Bye Bye." Guess he growing up, and I had my 1st experience of feeling unwanted. Oh well, I quickly got over it, realizing that it won't be the last time he thinks he doesn't need me either.

When I Look @ You

For those of you who are not privileged to some of the conversations I have been apart of lately might think this post is corny, but to me it is heart-felt honesty and something I wanted to share for myself and my family more than anything else. So either consider yourself lucky, annoyed or whatever else you want to. But, if you are my significant other or my son, then PLEASE continue reading.

Everybody needs inspiration,
Everybody needs a song
A beautiful melody
when the night's so long

Cause there is no guarantee
that this life is easy...


When I look at you I see forgiveness
I see the truth
You love me for who I am
Like the starts hold the moon
right there where they belong
And I know I am not alone

You appear to me just like a dream
Just like Kaliedoscope colors that
Cover me, All I need every breath that I breathe
Don't you know you are beautiful.

Yeah when my world is falling apart
WHen there is no light to break up the dark
That's when I look at you.

When the waves are
flooding the shore, and I can't
Find my way home anymore
That's when I look at you.


I know there are a lot of people with mounds of craziness in there life and we are no exception, but today and always, I am especially grateful for OUR problems and that I have some very special men in my life to look to. Thank you for being my rock even when you don't think you are. Thank you for being kind, loving and catering to my sometimes (most of time) needy ways. Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to be a mother and a wife and to fulfill a special part of womanhood that one can't know without experiencing it first hand. Thank you for all of your quirks, idosyncrasies and for being you. You are my loves, my joy, my hope and my favorite guys ever!

All my love,
Your wife and mother

LIfe is short! Tell the ones you love how you feel for we are NEVER guaranteed a tomorrow! Thank God for Eternal Families!

South Texas State Fair (round 1)

The fair comes to town once a year, and it just so happened to open this past weekend. So, we gathered up our strollers, our cash, and my family (along with a few others from Kristina's newly formed family) and we headed out. We had a great time. We got to ride a few rides, courtesy of some very nice strangers who were leaving and passed on some unused tickets. The boys (Taft and Grant) got to ride two rides and see the "exotic" animals in the petting zoo. We tasted a few fried treats (snickers and funnel cake) and got a few minutes of walking in. We had a great time and here is the view from our eyes.

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...But I am pretty sure you will be thankful, if you decided to read this. This morning I was folding a few clothes when Taft came to me and said, "PeePee." He uses that word for many things (i.e., pee, poo, and well you can guess the other...). Anyway, he grabbed my hand and took me to the potty. He does this on occasion so I said, "yeah, Taft...PeePee." Then I decided that since he suggested it, I would take off his diaper and put him on the potty. So, off with the diaper and up on the toilet. He sat for a second, said "PeePee" again and then grunted. It wasn't long before I smelled something and realized that my kid had actually poop in the toilet. It was the smallest amount of poop I think possible for one to poop, but it was definitely stinky poop. I was shocked since he had just had a BM about 15 minutes before. Anyway, I am not naive enough to think that he will come get me again next time he needs to go poop, but it was definitely encouraging since we have only talked a little bit about potty training. I have no real intention of starting a fierce training until he at least 2 (April 22nd). I didn't take a picture, because of obvious reasons, but I did think it was worth writing down, because he actually instigated the whole process. So, here is to my little man giving me hope that one day he will take himself to the toilet!

Faith Promoting Stories?

Last night Eric went to the Stake Dance to chaperon for our ward. So, I helped myself to some time at my mom's house for a visit with her and an aunt that is in from Utah. About an hour or so after the dance started, I decided that since it was at our local chapel I would run over and hang out with Eric for a little bit. When I got there Eric proceeded to tell me about an assignment he was given for a "mini" youth conference that the stake is having in March. Being the organizer that I am, I found a member or the Stake YW pres. to get more details. After I got my details, I was content to leave the room and continue my hanging out process, when I got stopped! No big deal, President Newton (the stake pres.) just wants to say hi. WRONG! He wanted to help me out with my calendering. He started to tell me about stake conference which happens to be on the 6th, and 7th of Feb. Thanks for the reminder Pres. I am planning on attending and I am even gonna sing in the choir on Sunday.:) Nope, not what he wanted. What he really wanted was to give me an early b-day present. One that requires me to speak for 10 minutes at the adult session of conference. FOR REAL!? You sure? Well, I guess he was sure. So, here is the question I have for you. What stories in church history are faith promoting to you? I have to speak on a faith promoting story from church history. Seriously? There are a million in one faith promoting stories....how do you just choose one? So, if you have a good one please leave me a clue to it in the comments section, because I am really freaked out about having to pick a story and then talk on it.

The Bacon Monster

This morning Taft had already eaten a waffle, some blueberries and had a little orange juice. When Eric sat down to eat his eggs, waffles, and bacon Taft snuck his way into his Daddy's lap and helped himself to some bacon. But he didn't stop with half a piece. When he was done he helped himself to a little more...and a little more until it was gone. Eric didn't really mind though, because it meant a little snuggle time with his little man. So, we made Eric a little more bacon, and guess who helped him eat that, too...none other than the bacon monster! Guess the little guy is just going through a spurt.