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Sesame Street Live

2012-01-26T20:19:00.002-06:00

Last Saturday, the fam went to Sesame Street Live at the Peabody Opera House. It was so cute, and I couldn't help but think how things change when you have kids. Jeremy and I love to go to Broadway shows...and now this is our life! We love it!

Before the show, there was a play zone, but it was pure craziness. You get a bunch of little Sesame Street fans and some characters dancing around, and it's pretty dangerous. It was like a mosh pit with fur. Needless to say, we didn't really get a lot of pictures before the show. And, I'll be honest, Stella was being a bit of a sass before the show started. Exhibit A: the big red mark on her forehead from head butting Jeremy.

Once we took our seats and the show started, she did a good job. (Thank goodness I stocked my purse with snacks.) She loved the show, and a good time was had by all!

There's the big red mark on her forehead. And, of course, no smile.

Stella in one of Oscar's cans.

Here she is coloring. If you look closely, you can see two dark red marks on her forehead: Jeremy's teeth marks...aftermath from the head butt.

La la la la...Elmo's World!

Here's a picture of the show in action. So cute!

The Good, The Bad, and The Bloody

2012-01-15T19:45:00.000-06:00

Back in July, Stella had to get a tear duct probing surgery. Unfortunately, she was in the 10 percent of patients that had to get the procedure repeated, so she had it done again on Friday--this time with probing and dilation (ballooning). Jeremy requested that they didn't give her Versed this time, since she came out of anesthesia so angry last time. She didn't wake up angry, she was just upset and wanted to get out of the hospital. (I feel bad, because I kept trying to explain to her that we were going to the hospital, and she just kept saying, "Daddy-O, Daddy-O!" Poor baby thought we were just going to visit Jeremy since he was on call, and we hadn't seen him for a couple of days.)

Stella and I had to be at the hospital at 5:45 am, and we met Jeremy who was almost done with his 24 hour shift at Children's--no idea how he functions without sleep! The surgery was pretty quick, and we left the hospital right away with only a minor issue--a little vomiting of blood issue. I'm so glad Jeremy was there, because she was choking, and it scared me! Geez, I'm a wimp! Stella did well as soon as we got home, and was in a good mood...until the drugs wore off.

Looking a little ragged after her surgery, watching a show in Mommy's bed.

Nothing like a bubble bath to make you feel better!

Stella went down for a nap, and when she woke up she was in so much pain. She couldn't swallow at all. (We're not sure, because she wasn't intubated. But, her uvula was really swollen. Perhaps, she was already sick and the surgery just aggravated things, who knows.) Since she couldn't swallow, she just drooled all over the place. We couldn't give her food or liquid or medication. It was so sad. She was begging for food, but all she would do is put it in her mouth and just let it sit there. She couldn't even do popsicles or yogurt, and she would just hold her cups, but not drink anything. At this point, we were starting to get worried that we would have to take her in, just to get IV fluids, since she had very little to drink for 24 hours.

We decided to see how the night went. Jeremy gave Stella a blessing, and we put her to bed. She woke me up at 5:30 am asking for "Key-O Light" (Crystal Light). I gave her a cup, and she guzzled it, then another, and then her milk. She then ate two pieces of bread, a box of raisins, and applesauce--all before 8:00! We were SO grateful that she could swallow again and that we had our sweet little girl back again! I'm also so grateful for a worthy husband who is able to provide our family with blessings. There is nothing worse than having sick kids, you just wish you could take their place and suffer for them.

After all of that, she is happy and healthy, and just a little bit bloody! We are glad to have it over with and hope it works this time!

She felt so much better on Saturday, and even posed for some pictures!

This is her surprised face.

Little Mommy to Be

2012-01-07T10:03:00.000-06:00

I love to watch Stella when she plays "mommy." It's the cutest thing ever. The other day. She got out of the tub and wanted to play with Sidney, her Cabbage Patch doll. I just stood back and took pictures of her cuteness in her robe--which she ALWAYS wants to wear, even to bed and sometimes over her clothes. Perhaps she sees me in my robe too often.

She must be ready to put some cookies in the oven. She's got her oven mitt on, ready to go.

"Mom, why do you keep telling me to look at the camera. I just want to play."

Kisses for Sydney.

Fluffy robe, baby kisses, and ice cream. What more could you ask for?!

Oops. There goes Sydney into the microwave. I'm pretty sure she didn't learn that one from me.

How about a bath in the sink instead?

Let's Go Fly a Kite

2012-01-04T22:12:00.001-06:00

I know it's not really kite flying season, but here are some long (almost) lost pictures from Jeremy's phone. These are from October when Jeremy bought Stella her first kite.

Here they are putting the kite together.

Yes, that piece should go IN the kite. Stella is such a good helper!

Hi. I'm cute.

Jeremy would fly the kite (a bit of a kite hog), and Stella would just chase him around all over the place! It was the cutest thing ever, and they both had so much fun!

Here she is doing it all by herself! Love these two!

Remembering Gifts the Eye Can't See

2011-12-26T18:40:00.001-06:00

Words from a dear family friend:

"As I picture Christmas trees and all the wrapped presents around the bottom. I imagine all the past Christmas memories, that will forever stay with me! And we always should be grateful for the presents that are given to us. But let us not forget the ones that cannot be wrapped, seen or forgotten. These are important, sacred, and pure. Let our hearts and minds be lifted in the Christmas spirit and remember what a wonderful gift came to this earth this Christmas day.
Light of the world so clear and bright; Enter our Homes this Christmas night; Relight our souls so tenderly;That we may grow to be like thee."

Christmas Morning

2011-12-26T18:29:00.003-06:00

I don't know who had more fun on Christmas morning, Stella--the one opening all of the gifts or Jeremy and I watching her open everything! Of course, I woke up first and was slightly tempted to wake up Stella, but I talked myself out of it. I was so excited!

Stella got a kitchen from Santa Claus, and she loves it! She had so much fun opening all of her presents, but was over it toward the end, because she just wanted to play! After presents, we went to church and then came home to play some more and then took some much needed naps!

Later that night, the missionaries came home and Skyped with their families. It was fun to see how excited they were after they spoke with their families. We were thankful to have Jeremy home the entire day without a single page! Hope you all had a great holiday!

Christmas Eve

2011-12-26T18:17:00.003-06:00

We had a great Christmas Eve this year! Jeremy was post call, so once he got home and took a couple of naps, we were able to enjoy ourselves with some family time. Stella opened her Christmas jammies, and we had our friends, Matt, Allison, and Noah over for a Christmas Eve dinner.

2011-12-23T04:00:00.000-06:00

Gymnastics

2011-12-21T19:58:00.001-06:00

A couple weeks ago, Stella got to go do gymnastics for play group. This is the second time we have gone, and it is so much fun! This last time, they had some bells to use during the "warm-up". Stella kind of just wanted to walk around and hoard all of the bells. Not what I would consider gymnastics, but she had a good time doing it!

Stella was walking around in a big circle with the other kids for the warm-up.

This is the trampoline in front of the foam pit.

Stella loved jumping into (more accurately, being thrown into) the foam pit.

It's really hard to get out of. I kind of want one of these in my house!

Here she is--hoarding all of the bells.

At one point, she walked across the mat, grabbed this bucket, put it upside down and started drumming.

Our Fourth Meeting with Santa

2011-12-19T12:48:00.003-06:00

Stella has met with Santa four times this year--at The Magic House, Breakfast with Santa at Bravo, Bass Pro Shop, and at our Ward Christmas Party. She's really not one bit phased by him. She really likes the fact that he gives her candy. Great. She likes strange men who give her candy. That's kind of a hard lesson to teach to a two year old!

These pictures were taken at our ward party. It was on Saturday night, and we had a great time. They served us a ham and turkey dinner, had a live nativity put on by the primary children, and then Santa came to visit. Lots of fun! Once again, no smile and very little eye contact from Stella. Oh well!

Decorating Christmas Cookies

2011-12-19T12:41:00.000-06:00

Last Wednesday, Stella got to decorate sugar cookies at our church play group. It's a good thing my friend Jen makes good sugar cookies, otherwise, Stella wouldn't have gotten to decorate cookies. Sugar cookies aren't my forte'. More accurately, I've never even attempted to make sugar cookies. Wait, that's a lie. I have bought a tube of dough and cut it into slices. (Geez, I'm much more talented than I give myself credit for!)

Stella had so much fun playing with her buddies, and we were lucky to have our neighbors Gavin, Evan, Luke, and Anna come along. Stella especially liked all of the cookie toppings--and there were lots! Good thing she doesn't eat that much sugar every day!

Miss Magoo in Mommy's Shoes

2011-12-10T12:55:00.000-06:00

Whenever Jeremy or I are done working out, Stella wants to put on our shoes. Gross, I know. She even tries to put on my socks. On this day, she saw Jeremy with an iPod, so of course, she wanted one, too. We clipped an iPod on her and gave her "Stella's earphones," and let her jam out. She thought she was so cool...even with her rugrat hair and messy face!

Breakfast with Santa

2011-12-08T11:40:00.001-06:00

Here is Stella waiting to be seating...she really wanted some muck (milk).

Thank goodness for coloring at restaurants. Best. Idea. Ever.

Santa and Mrs. Claus came to our table to visit. I could not get Stella to look at the camera!

Stella was explaining something very important to Mr. and Mrs. Claus--have no idea what it was.

Finally looking at the camera, but still no smile.

After breakfast, we headed to the craft room. First stop: a pinecone, peanut butter, and birdseed bird feeder.

Next stop was cookie decorating, then gingerbread houses. Most of the candy went in Stella's mouth instead of the cookie. That's my kind of cookie decorating!

Our last stop was Santa's lap--still no smile. I asked Jeremy to get her to laugh, but apparently he doesn't perform his best "get Stella to laugh" moves in public! (Trust me, that's a good thing!)

Because Zebra Boots and Tiaras Go With Everything...

2011-11-29T21:00:00.000-06:00

Sunday Morning Pics

2011-11-29T20:53:00.001-06:00

She's such a big girl...and now you all know that our tree is fake!

She's loving whatever's inside of that nose these days. Just a phase...just a phase.

This is what we get when we tell her to smile.

Looking everywhere except for the camera.

And the shoes? Well, they're just plain fabulous!

So Popular...

2011-11-29T20:43:00.001-06:00

Click here to see Stella's birthday shout out on Ohdeedoh!

Stella's 2nd Birthday

2011-11-29T20:23:00.001-06:00

On November 23rd, Stella turned two! We just can't get over it! We were lucky that day, because Jeremy worked a noon to five shift. (I have no idea why. After three years, I still don't understand his schedule, but I'll take a noon to five anytime! Too bad it never happens!) Anyway, we got to hang out with Jeremy in the morning which was fun! Later, we opened gifts and ate cake (and worked on Thanksgiving dinner which was the next day)! We had so much fun together. Happy Birthday, Stella!

Here's the Birthday Girl in front of some of her gifts.

Stella with her Elmo balloon--she would have been happy with just this!

We went to story time, and Stella got to choose a book for her birthday (from Miss Christine). She chose an Elmo book. I had to use self-restraint on that one. I'm fine with her watching Elmo, but his books, well, they're just plain awful.

After Jeremy got home from work, Stella opened her gifts--one tiny little piece of paper at a time.

Stella with her cake and Rody. We'll come back to this one later.

Here's our big girl blowing out the candles.

This is Stella at one month, back when we used to celebrate every single month! Jeremy bought Stella her Rody Horse that day. We wanted to recreate the picture for a little side by side action. She definitely fills out that Bumbo a little bit more, doesn't she?! (Yes, she still uses it every day.) And, as for Rody, she pretty much dominates that horse! She jumps on him, carries him around, and calls him by name. Wow. Things sure have changed!

2011-11-24T04:00:00.000-06:00

Dear Stella

2011-11-22T20:27:00.001-06:00

20 Months

Dear Stella,

Tomorrow you will be two years old. I cannot believe it has already been twoyears since the day you were born. It’sbeen a quick two years, and at the same time, it seems like you’ve been in ourlives forever. Every time I look back atpictures or put more clothes away that are too little for you, I am overwhelmedwith emotion. I don’t want you to growup so quickly, yet each day I get to see a new aspect of your wonderful personalityshining through as you grow from my baby to my little girl.

I am so truly blessed to be your mother, and I am equallyblessed to be able to spend every single day with you at home. We have so much fun together playing at home,going to Gymboree, playgroups, play dates, shopping, and just hanging out. I cannot imagine spending my days any otherway. I am one lucky mommy!

I love everything about you: that you say, “Bless you,” whenyou or someone else sneezes; that when you watch shows, you laugh at certainparts; that you try to wear my shoes; that you try to sing along with songs; thatyou say, “Yup,” instead of yes—guess I’ve passed my Utah roots down toyou! I love that you say please andthank you; that you say, “Want one,” when you want something; that you are socurious and ask, “What’s this?” about a million times a day! I love that you give me the cheesiest smilewhen I take your picture; that you will still let me hold you and cuddle you;that you call Daddy Daddy-O; that you want two sippy cups every morning—onewith “muck” (milk) and one with “kee-o light” (Crystal Light). I love how happy you always are, and I lovethat you make me so happy.

I am so amazed at how quickly you’ve learned new things inthe past six months. You are a littlesponge, and you repeat everything I say. You love the alphabet and know most of your letters. You can count to ten, and you know all ofyour colors and most shapes. I wish Icould take credit for teaching you all of these things, but I think I had somehelp from Sesame Street and your Leap Frog magnets—two of your favorite things.

Other favorites things include Elmo (you are completelyobsessed), fishy kite, books, Mickey Mouse music player, iPod, playing ElmoLetters on the iPad with Daddy, Lil’ People Nativity, jewelry and dress up,your little ride on car, your purse, doctor kit, blocks and puzzles.

Your favorite foods are cheese (grated only), applesauce,fruit snacks, edamame, chips, and anything you think is “dip”, Crystal Light,milk, hotdogs, noodles, plums, Mexican food, beans, raisins, and grapes(sometimes).

We love your cuddles, fancy kisses (one on each cheek),butterfly kisses, Eskimo kisses, and puppy (or foofy as you refer to dogs) kisses. We love your dance moves, your jumps, andyour twirls. We laugh at the way you tryto suck your thumb when we’re not watching. This happens when you touch anything silky—which is why your silkyblankets are no longer in your room. Wesometimes catch you playing with the silky tags in your shoes, tags on stuffedanimals, or Daddy’s basketball shorts with one hand and sucking your thumb withthe other!

Stella, I could go on and on about all of the things I loveabout you. Like I said, we love everythingabout you. I am so blessed to call youmy daughter. You are my sunshine, myangel, my everything. I love you so much—morethan you will ever comprehend. HappyBirthday, my Stella Bean!

Love,

Mommy

13 Months

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*All photos by Brittni Schroeder Photography

National Adoption Month

2011-11-15T04:00:00.000-06:00

November is National Adoption Month, and today, our family's story is being featured on But Why Mommy. I cannot possibly find the words to express the gratitude I felt almost two years ago or the gratitude I feel every day of my life. Adoption is like nothing else. It is exciting, it is scary and sad and happy all at the same time. It is a million different emotions, but above everything, it is a miracle. I wrote the following on gratitude two Novembers ago, and the thoughts and feelings I had then still ring true today.

November 28, 2009

As this Thanksgiving season comes to an end, I realize that my heart is overflowing with gratitude, humilty, and a keen awareness of the blessings our Heavenly Father has provided for us. Of course, the first thing on my mind is the Gift of life. A remarkable person made the decision to give this gift, and now we have a beautiful baby girl. I am also thankful for the Road that led us to our daughter, Stella. It wasn't one that we would have ever imagined, but it was the path our Heavenly Father had laid out for us--one that gave us strength, courage, and the blessings of many Angels constantly by our sides. I am grateful for my Testimony, and the testimonies of others that continue to touch our lives. I am grateful for the Infinite wisdom of our Father in Heaven, His Trust,His grace, and His love. I am grateful for my Understanding of his plan for us, and for each and every Day I have on this earth with my beautiful family. Last, but not least, I am truly grateful for the Exceptional people the Lord so eloquently and graciously places in our lives--people we learn from, people who make a significant impact, and people we will always love.

Stella's Year Two Book

2011-11-14T18:00:00.001-06:00

Every year, I make Stella a book with pictures, letters and memories from the year. You can go here, if you want to see her year one book. Don't even get me started on how fast she's growing up. It makes me sad!

Click here to view this photo book larger

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Elmo Bubbles

2011-11-13T20:05:00.001-06:00

Stella will pretty much go for anything as long as it is endorsed by Elmo. She is obsessed with Elmo. Her diapers have Elmo and other Sesame Street characters on them, and she MUST know who is on her diaper before she puts it on. She knows the Sesame Street characters' names better than her own family members', but then again, Elmo does live with us AND go everywhere with us. Elmo bubbles, Elmo toothbrush...we just can't get enough. Quite frankly, it really makes her more excited about her hygiene, so I'm all about it! And, for Jude who made the comment that it's time to update my blog, here are some bum shots for you!

Trick or Treating

2011-11-07T18:36:00.001-06:00

Halloween was so much fun this year! On the 28th, we went to our ward party with some friends. It was such a fun party with games for the kids, a chili cook off, a pie eating contest, and a trunk or treat.

On Halloween, we took Stella trick or treating at the mall. She had so much fun and got SO much candy! After trick or treating, we came home and handed out candy to "the kids," as Stella referred to them. We had so much fun celebrating Halloween this year!

Stella cried when she first saw this girl. Obviously, she got over it.

Dum Dum suckers were the most popular treat of the night.

Stella was excited every time she got candy!

Even with all of her loot, she tried her luck at the bubble gum machines. Nice try.

Walking the mall with Mommy.

And, finally, the candy that will be donated, because Mom and Dad can't stay out of it!

Halloween Jammies

2011-10-30T09:51:00.000-05:00

My Little Cookie at the WUMCHA Halloween Party

2011-10-22T21:15:00.000-05:00

Get ready for picture overload. I just couldn't get enough of my little Cookie Monster! I love that Stella is at an age where she (kind of) knows what's going on. If nothing else, she thinks it's fun to dress up like Cookie Monster! I got the idea for the costume last year. Yes, I've known what Stella was going to be for Halloween for over a year! (And, I already know what she is going to be next year!) I can't take complete credit for the design. I was "inspired" by a costume I saw on Etsy. I am one of those people who thought I could make it for cheaper. I did..but only $10 cheaper! Oh well, live and learn!

Today, Stella and I went to the Annual WUMCHA (Washington University Medical Center Housestaff Auxiliary) Halloween Party. These events never disappoint. We had such a good time! The only thing that would have been better is if Jeremy would have been able to come. The good news is that tonight/tomorrow is his last shift of this pesky rotation (until February)! Yay!!

Just checking things out. Stella is always super shy and clingy at first.

Stella colored and decorated a bag to put her goodies in.

WUMCHA always has the best balloon artists. Stella is waiting for her Elmo balloon.

Waiting...

There it is! Amazing, right?

She loves it!

"Hey, I know you!"

Here is her costume from the back.

After we ate, we made our way to the dance floor, where they had a singer with a guitar AND puppets!

Just hanging out being cute.

Does this look like someone who had a good time, or what?!

Stella's Pumpkin

2011-10-22T20:36:00.000-05:00

Last weekend, Stella and I finally did some decorating for Halloween. Stella decorated her "pump" all by herself. She's pretty proud of it! (I am, too!)

Brookdale Farms

2011-10-22T19:56:00.001-05:00

A couple of weeks ago, Jeremy, Stella, and I went to Brookdale Farms. We had originally gone with the intentions of going through the corn maze, but there was so much to do that we didn't actually make it to the corn maze. (If the truth be known, Stella was tired and cranky by the time we got to the corn maze. We decided against spending an hour in a corn field with a sassy, little girl.) We had lots of fun and can't wait for Jeremy to have more Saturdays off!

The cow train was Stella's favorite. She wanted to ride it over and over again. She took it very seriously.

Stella and Jeremy played on the bales of hay and slide. I told you she was in a good mood!

Back to the cow train...this time with Mommy. Bumpiest. Ride. Ever.

Stella played in a huge trough of corn. She thought it was so much fun.

Someone was being sassy, so she had to take a time out. She didn't think it was one bit funny that I took pictures of her while she was doing her time. I have no idea where she learned to give dirty looks like that.

There's a smile (kind of). We ended the day with a hay ride around the farm. It was a fun day with the fam!

Sharing My Bear

2011-10-18T20:18:00.000-05:00

This past month has been...not my favorite. With Jeremy's schedule, I feel like I never see him. It's been tough. He's either at the hospital (lots of overnights), home sleeping, or home for a short time but really, really tired. I miss my Jer Bear! He's such a hard worker, and I admire his dedication. He's been working in the Cardiothoracic ICU, and I'm grateful that these sick, sick patients and their families have Jeremy as their doctor as they experience trials and loss. This makes me feel a little bit better about sharing my hubs. I know that this month has been hard for him, too. He misses his girls just as much as we miss him.

Last Thursday, Jeremy came home at about 9:30 am after a 28 hour shift. He had to leave to Chicago for a conference later that day, so I assumed he would just go to sleep while I took Stella to Gymboree. Instead, he came along. He spent the entire day with us before he left...with no sleep. He is such a wonderful father and husband. We just love him so much and appreciate how hard he works for his family. We are lucky, lucky girls!

photo by Brittni Schroeder Photography

Miss You, Daddio

2011-10-14T16:02:00.002-05:00

Eckert's Farm

2011-10-11T11:13:00.002-05:00

A few weeks ago, Stella and I went to Eckert's Farm with our WUMCHA play group. Stella started out with a round of golf--Jeremy would be so proud! We then watched a program all about apples, bees, and pollination, went on a wagon ride, then finally, we got to pick our apples straight from the trees! The apples were to die for, and I now want an apple tree to go with the avocado tree I want to have some day!

Museum of Transportation (The Good Part)

2011-10-09T09:14:00.000-05:00

About a month ago (I know, I am a bit behind), Stella and I went to the Museum of Transportation with our friends Oliver and Elizabeth. First, we went on a train ride, then we had play time and craft time with lots and lots of great toys! Stella and I had so much fun (until our car was backed into by a crazy person, but we're over that)! Thanks for the invite, Elizabeth and Oliver!!

Speaking of Utah...

2011-10-09T09:01:00.000-05:00

Yes, I'm very aware that we weren't speaking of Utah, but I didn't know what else to call this post. These are yet more pictures found from the depths of Jeremy's phone. They are mostly of Stella, because, really, who else would we take pictures of?

We pretty much try everything to keep Stella entertained on the plane. Here she is playing with stickers.

Now, she's asking for candy.

Next, she watched Elmo on the iTouch. At this point, we were probably only five minutes into our flight!

Stella rode the carousel at the mall, and then threw a major fit when it was time to get off.

Here she is drinking and driving with only a diaper on...not a good combination.

Cousin Thomas is helping Stella on the swing.

Here is Stella trying to ride the tractor at Aunt Barbara's House.

She was so tired after the Onion Days Parade, but she did not want to let go of that balloon!

Here is Thomas showing Jeremy and Chris how to golf.

Taking Matters into My Own Hands

2011-10-05T19:06:00.000-05:00

About three and a half weeks ago, Stella and I met some friends at the Museum of Transportation. As I was buckling Stella in her car seat, the car next us backed into my car. The driver, who we'll call Katherine (because that is her name), immediately jumped out of her car and apologized profusely. I was very nice (and stupid for not calling the police). I wrote down all of her insurance information, her name, address, phone number, and license plate number. I went home and filed a claim with her insurance company, and the next day, Jeremy took our car to the inspector.

After three and a half weeks of calling the insurance agency, we were getting REALLY frustrated. Miss Katherine would not return any of their phone calls (or ours), and we were told that if she didn't respond in eight days, the claim would be dropped. I consider myself a principled person, and I can't stand it when people are irresponsible and dishonest. Katherine was being both. She obviously knew it was her fault, or she wouldn't have given me all of her information and taken none of mine. It was no longer about the $500 worth of damage, it was about not letting her get away with what she had done.

Let's just say, that for a day or two, Jeremy and I became ~~stalkers~~ obsessed. We drove to the address she gave us in hopes that we could find her...three times. It's like we were on a stake-out. Jeremy then decided that he would stop by her apartment to and from work every day to leave a "firm" note on her car. We never saw her car and were afraid that we were going to have to take Miss Kitty Kat to small claims court.

In the meantime (I know this post is getting super long, but just stay with me...it gets good), I had googled this girl's name and seen it referenced with museum internships and other museum affiliations. I finally said to Jeremy, "I wonder if she works at the museum. Now that I think about it, she might have had on a blue polo, which is the museum uniform."

This morning, I called the museum bright and early and nonchalantly asked for Katherine as if she were my best friend. They told me she was there until four. I totally felt like Nancy Drew, and I was going to take a little trip to the museum. At the museum, the nice employees led me straight to Katherine. She was finishing up a tour, so I patiently awaited. (By the way, it's totally easy to just walk into the museum without paying...not that I would do that, just an observation.) By this time, the museum director approached me. The employee who had led me to Katherine had given her the whole spiel, which I had told her, when she asked me why I needed to see Katherine. The director was so nice, apologized, and then just kind of hung around. During all of this, I had also gathered that Katherine hasn't worked at the museum for very long. Well, she was about to make a bad impression!

So there I was, waiting for Katherine to step off of a train. (Now, I felt like Dog the Bounty Hunter minus the tazer, bad clothes, and bad hair...and a lot of other things.) She had been told that someone was there to "see her." She came walking toward me and gave me that look like "you look familiar, but I can't quite place you," look. I said, "I don't know if you remember me, but you backed into my car a few weeks ago, and you haven't been responding to anyone's phone calls." She was a bit of a blubbering fool at this point. She apologized and gave me some big lie about losing her phone. Let's just stop right here: college students do NOT lose their cell phones for three weeks. Big. Fat. Lie.

Don't worry, I played it cool and said, "You need to call your insurance company. Right now. In front of me." I dialed up the insurance company and handed her the phone. She was answering their questions and I heard her say that her car was in the shop, and that she didn't know her license plate number. Don't worry, I told her what her license plate number was. She sure didn't waste time getting her car to the shop, did she?

She wrapped up the phone call, and I confirmed with the insurance agency that they had all of the information they needed. Katherine again apologized. I told her that I hope she learned her lesson, and then I said, "By the way, your phone that's missing...it's in your back pocket." And then, I walked off leaving her blubbering to her new boss about how sorry she was. 'Sure is going to be awkward for Kitty Kat if Stella and I decide to go to the museum any time soon. Maybe we'll request her as a tour guide.

Moral of the story: One, ALWAYS call the cops. And two, don't lie to me, or I'll hunt you down.

Super Smokers

2011-10-03T13:20:00.001-05:00

After visiting Meramac Caverns, we stopped at Super Smokers for some BBQ. We discovered this place last summer and thought it was pretty tasty. They have tons of different flavors of BBQ sauce to try on your meat, and of course, all Stella wanted to do is dip. Girl really loves a good dip. Now, if you know me, you know that this is not typical Jamie behavior. Usually, on the rare occasion that Stella gets this messy, her clothes are off. Don't think the reason I didn't take off her dress is because we were in public. Trust me, the people at this place wouldn't have cared. I was probably just too tired to care. (And, plus, the dress is navy, so any stray sauce would have blended in!)

Meramac Caverns

2011-10-03T13:10:00.002-05:00

When our friends were here from Utah, we went to Meramac Caverns. (I am now just posting, because I kept forgetting to get these pictures off of Jer Bear's phone. Yes, you can call him that, too.) The caves are about 40 minutes from where we live and are best known for being the hide-out for Jesse James.

We wished the tour gave more history on Jesse James and his gang, but they just briefly mentioned it. We thought the cave was interesting, but it's not something we would go to again. I kind of think that if you've seen one cave, you've seen them all as opposed to shopping--the inventory is always changing. (Just an observation.)

Stella did a good job on the tour, but she had most of her fun in the gift shop trying to grab handfuls of rocks that were for sale. We really could have saved the $50 tour fee and bought her a $2 rock. She would have been more excited about that!

Here's a shot of the fam before entering the cave.

Stella & Jeremy...she really likes his ears.

Can you guess who this is?

Love Notes

2011-09-27T20:32:00.000-05:00

This morning I woke up to this, and I thought, "Ahhh, Jeremy left me a love note and placed my wedding ring on top of it. How cute is that?" And then, I got closer to the note...

...and saw this. Not cute. Not cute at all.

But, then I opened the drawer, and saw this. And all was good in the world again!

The Big BONK!

2011-09-25T21:12:00.001-05:00

This post is for the three people in the world who are still not on facebook and may not know about our day. (You know who you are.) This morning I was giving Stella a piggy back ride, set her down on the ottoman, and she fell off. (I'm not sure if she lost her balance, or was still holding on to me, or what. But, I do know I felt like the mother of the year.) Anyway, she was crying pretty hard, but she finally calmed down and took a nap.

I woke her up to go to church, and she was a little cranky but seemed okay. We were almost at church, and she vomited, so Jeremy knew she had a concussion. (Unbeknownst to me, Jeremy was uneasy the whole time thinking worst case scenario possible skull fracture, bleeding, etc. Oblivious me was just thinking my poor baby just bonked her head and is so tired. I'm kind of glad I was oblivious, it kept me calm!) We ran into church, told the bishopric to find someone else to lead the music AND to take Jeremy's place speaking in the meeting. Jeremy and a couple of ward members gave Stella a blessing, and we were off to the ER (after we stopped at home to get her some non-thrown up on clothes).

We had a tough time deciding whether or not we should take her to Children's but finally decided to take her to the hospital closest to our house. It was wonderful--as much as being in the ER can be wonderful. They have a full time pediatric ER doc on call, and that was our biggest concern. We were in and out in less than two hours.

Stella did so well and was super brave. She didn't get upset until the CT scan, but Jeremy and I were able to put on lead aprons and hold onto her during the scan. I sang "Twinkle, Twinkle" to her, and let's just say, she thinks I'm the baby whisperer when I sing that song! (Don't ask me to sing it for you, it's exclusively for my children. I know, I know, you really want to hear it, but the answer is no.)

The scan was clear, and we were sent home. The doctor just said to take it easy for the next few days, so no tackle football. Stella is back to her old self, and rumor has it that a visiting member of the 70 was visiting our ward and took Jeremy's place in sacrament meeting...guess that's a good replacement! Thanks again to all of our ward members for helping us out today!

trying to escape the hospital room

her new "smile?"

The Magic House

2011-09-24T20:11:00.000-05:00

A couple of weeks ago, Jeremy had the day off. (Before I go on, I must explain that he didn't actually have a day off, he just worked 3pm to 7am, so he was home during the day. Residents don't get days off!) Anyway, the three of us went to the Magic House, which is St. Louis' children's museum. We all had so much fun--Jeremy as much as Stella!

Afterwards, we ate lunch at Panera and got fro yo at Yogurtland. Then, we went home and had family nap time! What a great day...until Jer had to go to work. Boo!

We played with the dollhouse.

We unlocked doors.

We turned lights on and off.

We played in the water...

...for a long, long time.

I think Jeremy liked it more than Stella, and I know he secretly wanted to put on a red smock.

We played in the balls.

We drove a car and changed a tire.

We played in the kitchen.

We fed the baby lots of bacon.

We served and ate pizza.

And, we raced cars. Jeremy was totally in to this. I'm not going to lie. He got a little competitive with Stella.

My Little Poser

2011-09-24T19:43:00.001-05:00

Mommy's Little Helper

2011-09-18T07:00:00.000-05:00

Stella is quite the little helper. Every Monday is deep cleaning day. (Don't get crazy, I'm not talking baseboards and windows.) Stella loves to help out. Her favorite thing is to help dust. Her least favorite thing is the vacuum. (Perhaps, a certain public restroom hand dryer experience has something to do with it. Who knows. She used to like it.)

Stella also helps empty the dishwasher (for about two seconds), puts her dirty laundry in the hamper, cleans up spills, and she puts Daddy's shoes in the basket. Jeremy says she's starting to make him look bad. What does that tell you?

Stella rarely has tantrums (knock on wood--she's not two yet). Last week she stayed sitting in the pew while I went and led the music in sacrament meeting. She also sat on my lap during my entire teeth cleaning at the dentist. Am I a lucky mom or what? I just hope this doesn't mean number two is going to be a terror! Perhaps, by then, Stella can help me with that, too!

Our Trip to Utah

2011-09-11T22:01:00.000-05:00

We just returned from another trip to Utah. We've done a lot of traveling this summer, but now the good times are over. Stella is nearing two, and her tickets are no longer free! I've actually decided, though, that she needs her own seat! We had a good time with friends and family, and because I didn't take enough pictures, here are my top 10 highlights:

one: Spending time with lots of family and friends.

two: Eating at Tucano's with Jeremy's college roommates and their wives and kids.

three: Going to the Pearson's for a BBQ.

four: Getting a pedi and fro yo with my bestie, Jera.

five: Eating Melissa's delicious food--three times and one time even followed by s'mores.

six: Watching Stella riding a mule for the first time.

seven: Going to the Pizza House with Jude and Janet.

eight: Going to Zumba with Ann.

nine: Spending time with Mac, Jesi, and Baby Sloan (coming in January)!

ten: Jeremy getting to go golfing four times (maybe five, I lost count).

Onion Days Parade

2011-09-11T21:34:00.003-05:00

On Labor Day, we went to Payson's Onion Days Parade. Jeremy and I were excited to take Stella to her first parade. Stella definitely didn't like the loud sirens and just wasn't that amused throughout the rest of the parade. In fact, I think she might be yawning in the second picture.

Onion Days is a big tradition with Jeremy's family. They meet at the parade, then meet up afterwards at his Aunt Barbara's house for a picnic. We had a good time, and I think Stella will enjoy parades when she's a little bit older.

Highland Splash Pad

2011-09-11T21:09:00.004-05:00

While we were in Utah, we took Stella to the Highland Splash Pad and Wading River with her cousin Mya, and her friends Barrett, Peyton, and Beck. We had so much fun, and now I want a splash pad/wading river. In my yard. It's perfect. The kids play in the water, and I don't have to get in...doesn't get much better than that!

Stella and Mya

Chillin' with Daddy

Splish, Splash!

Cruisin' at Grammy Annie's

2011-09-11T21:00:00.002-05:00

Stella & Doc

2011-09-04T15:47:00.009-05:00

One of our first stops while in Utah was Papa Neno's house. My dad and his wife Miriam had us over for dinner, and then Stella finally got to ride a mule for the first time. It was one of the cutest things I've ever seen. My dad has had Doc (the mule) for about 24 years. She is now retired and belongs to all of the grandkids. She is such a gentle mule.

Stella was a little bit unsure at first...

...so I got on with her for a little while. I usually don't ride bareback in flip-flops and sweats, but you gotta do what you gotta do, right?

Jeremy got in on the action, too. But, eventually, Stella wanted him off. She was ready to ride all by herself.

She is such a big girl!

She's such a natural! Just call her the baby from Snowy River!

Some Things Will Never Change

2011-08-26T09:20:00.008-05:00

See this cute, little boy? He's almost 34, now, but sometimes I wonder. The other day, Jeremy left to go work out. After about an hour, I remember thinking to myself, "Wow. He must be having a really good workout. Good for him." He later came into the house and said, "Just so you know, there's a frog terrarium on our front porch." I, of course, had NO idea what he was talking about, so he showed me what he was talking about.

On the porch, I found an old plastic container (kind of like what red vines come in). It had holes cut in the top, a little bit of water, rocks, and, of course, a frog. He was so excited to show it to Stella the next day. I said, "Oh, this is what you were doing?" He answered, "Well, I was watering the lawn, and I found the frog." This was odd to me, since we don't do our own yard work, and it was 8:30 at night, but I just went along with it.

Jeremy got home from work the next afternoon, and I regretfully told him that his friend the frog had passed. I'm sure it was too hot for the little thing, and by that time, rigor mortis had already set in. Stella never got to play with the frog, but of course, she didn't even realize the frog was dead. Jeremy, though, was so bummed out. Even a day later, he mentioned how bummed out he was that the frog had died. I didn't make fun of him (even though I kind of wanted to). I just kept thinking, "Oh my gosh. I live with an eight year old trapped inside of a 34 year old man's body. I mean, really, you didn't even know the frog long enough to give it a name." (I hope he didn't name it. If he did, I really don't want to know.) They never grow up, do they? Boys will be boys. I should just be happy he didn't try to perform open heart surgery on the poor creature. It never stood a chance. Ribbit. ribbit, old friend, ribbit, ribbit.

Petticoats? Of Course!

2011-08-20T18:45:00.007-05:00

My mom is always razzing me about wearing (or the lack of wearing) a slip--or petticoat as she calls them. Most the time, I just don't need one. I like to think it's a generational difference. Next thing you know, she's going to try to get me to start wearing nylons. I have to draw the line somewhere. And seriously, I'm not going to add one more layer to my outfits if I don't have to. Just sayin'. Stella, my budding fashionista, really enjoys wearing slips. Unfortunately, I don't think this is what my mom has in mind when she tells me to wear a slip!

They're so silky...

...and kind of fancy. But, the problem is...

...they can be very slippery! Oops!

Fashionista

2011-08-18T08:12:00.003-05:00

Stella has days where she really wants to be creative in her clothing. She really loves her new black boots (usually her choices are not weather appropriate). I helped her put on the boots at her request, but the backwards bib--that was all her. She's so resourceful, just like her mama! I dread the day(s) when she starts to fight me on what she wants to wear. I know it's not far away, but I will be strong and not back down!

Rocks

2011-08-18T08:03:00.003-05:00

This summer, Stella discovered her love for rocks. At one point, she kept a little collection by our front door. We'd occasionally go outside, take inventory, and rearrange the rocks...and then do it again. What else does one do with rocks?! Rocks: they're pretty exciting.

A Special Package from Utah

2011-08-18T07:43:00.003-05:00

Last Friday, some of our favorite people visited from Utah. We had so much fun with them, and we miss them already! While they were here, the boys went to a Cards game, we visited Meramac Caverns, ate at Super Smokers, went shopping, ate at Pi, visited The Arch, did a lot of chatting, a lot of eating, snacking, and saying how crappy we were eating, and of course, we sang Nelly Songs (when in Rome...).

Geoff, Jeremy, and Tyson...yes, they always act like this.

Me and Stella at The Arch

Stella being cute, what's new? She did SUCH a good job going all over with us and missing lots of nap time.

Stephanie at The Arch...she's new to the group, but definitely a keeper!

Post Surgery Pics

2011-08-04T16:20:00.006-05:00

I forgot that I took these pictures when we got home from Stella's surgery. They're a little bit better than the ones taken with the phone!Stella and Daddy eating Smarties. She pretty much got whatever she wanted that day! (Yes, we wore the hospital gown home, and Jeremy returned it the next day. Stella wanted out of there as fast as possible!)

Stella's IV owie and hospital bracelet

Stella and a tired, post call Daddy resting in bed...at least one of them, anyway!

Just livin' the life!

remember when...

2011-08-04T16:06:00.003-05:00

remember when my mommy thought it was a good idea to potty train me? not cool. not cool at all. does it look like i'm having fun? that's what i thought.

The Potty Train: Day 3--Derailed

2011-08-03T18:34:00.003-05:00

This is me waving my white flag...I surrender! Let me just ask you one question: Statistically speaking, how is it possible to sit on a toilet every 15 minutes for three days straight and not pee in it one single time? Just wondering.

I know there are many of you who were able to potty train at 15-20 months, and really, I'm kind of jealous. Thankfully, there are many of you, who like me, were not. Sorry, you didn't have success, but let me tell you, you make me feel a whole lot better about the situation. (What can I say, misery loves company!)

Actually, I'm honestly fine with all of this. Yes, it was a little stressful at times, and yes, I cleaned up a lot pee and did a lot of laundry, and no, I didn't honestly think she could be potty trained in three days. I wasn't sure if she was ready, so the plan was always to give it three consistent days. If any progress was made, I would continue. If not, we'd try later.

Call me crazy, but something about her peeing on the floor without an uh-oh or anything, then stomping in it, gave me the impression that she just wasn't getting it. I don't think it's best for her (or me) to force the issue further. We'll force it when she's a little bit older! Maybe I will teach her how to read, so that she can just read a book on potty training and teach herself. It would probably be easier! (Ha ha.) For now, I'm just going to let her be!

*I welcome your feedback, comments, advice, condolences, etc. I've always (ok, for the 20 months I've been a mother) been very accepting of the fact that each child is different in the way he/she develops, but it's always comforting to hear others' say it, too!

The Potty Train: Day 2

2011-08-02T19:26:00.000-05:00

I still think she's the cutest thing in the world, even though she pees all over the floors.

So, today was day two. I would like to report that things turned around...but, that would be a big, fat lie. Stella did not pee in the potty at all. Not one. Single. Time. I was quite patient the entire day. I thought, no big deal. Cleaning up pee off the floor is not the end of the world. By about 6:00 pm, though, I was over it.

I started to get Stella ready for bed. Six o'clock is very early, you say? Yes it is. Six o'clock is an entire hour earlier than she usually goes to bed, but I figured with the bath, which is at night during potty training, it wouldn't be THAT much earlier. Who am I kidding? I just wanted her in a diaper, in bed! I was exhausted!

I bathed her, brushed her teeth, put her in her jammies, read her a book, and let her play a little. When she started climbing into a basket, I told her no, no. Then I started counting. (Any existing patience I did have was wearing very thin at this point.) She continued to disobey, so I said, "One...", then she got the biggest smile on her face and said, "TWO!" It made me laugh. Maybe she can't pee in the potty, but she can count!

As she was playing, she kind of spread her legs and squatted. I asked her if she needed to sit on the potty, and she said yes. I put her on the potty in her bathroom, but she had already peed in her diaper. Maybe this was a little breakthrough, maybe not. Maybe she was just disappointed that she had on a diaper, and she couldn't watch the pee fall to the floor.

It was another rough day. I'm okay, though. I'm going to give it one more day. If she gets it, we'll continue; if not, well, then, she's just not ready. If she is truly not ready, I probably shouldn't force the issue for fear that she will hate the toilet (and me) for months to come. It is what it is.

Tomorrow is day three. Do I want her to pee in the potty? Or, do I secretly want to clean up more pee off of the floor, so I can say I gave it an honest effort and be done with it?! I'm not going to answer that.

The Potty Train: Day 1

2011-08-01T09:27:00.000-05:00

I was kind of excited for today. I had the potty, the undies, books, movies, treats, all of it. I was ready to go. Today was going to be the day. Stella woke up, I fed her, then put on her panties. She was pretty excited about her new digs.

The plan was to camp out in the bathroom: watch movies, read books, drink, snack...all in the bathroom. Every 15 minutes, I was to put Stella on the potty. I knew there would be lots of accidents going in. The idea of day one was to have Stella start to recognize the feeling and process of going potty.

We started at about 7:30. The first accident was at 8:00, then 8:15, 8:28, 9:05, 9:25. Pee on the floor, on Stella, on me...everywhere but the potty. Stella was starting to get cranky, so I put her down for a nap. I was relieved. I needed a break. When she woke up from her nap at about 11:30, she had her diaper off and was saying uh-oh. She had peed in her crib. Great, more pee. The optimistic (or naive) part of me wanted to believe that she had taken a step in the right direction. Maybe she took off her diaper, because she was getting used to the idea of the potty. Next accident was at 11:35, and then I stopped keeping track.

We continued our day until it was 1:00, nap time. Stella took a long time to fall asleep, but I didn't care. I needed a break, and she needed the sleep! She finally fell asleep, and I grabbed the red folder that's been sitting at my house for over a month: adoption paperwork. My goal this week was to start on the paperwork. Ha ha ha. Adoption paperwork during potty training? Yeah right. That's funny. I can tell you right now, that folder is put away and will not be seen again this week!

Have you ever spent an entire day in your bathroom? I wanted to go insane. Jeremy called to check in, and I started crying. I texted Jera something to the effect of, "Are you serious? Are you sure she's ready?" Jera called me and kept me from going off the deep end.

By the time Jeremy got home, I was ready to hand off Stella. I was really second guessing whether or not she was ready. I don't want her to hate the toilet, but at the same time, I had to be realistic. No one potty trains in one day. (If you are one of those rare people, I don't want to hear about it. Or, maybe I do. Maybe I will pay you lots of money to potty train Stella!) Ahhh! WHAT. A. DAY! I am beat. I look like I've been hit by a train, and I have to do it again tomorrow! I'm going to give it three days. Three days of good effort. Two more days, just two more days...

The Potty Train: On or Off?

2011-07-31T09:18:00.000-05:00

I've decided to give the whole potty training thing a try. I never planned to potty train Stella at 20 months. Honestly, I was secretly hoping she would just be one of those kids who one day just went on her own. Wishful thinking. Asking others for advice? Good luck with that. There are just as many people who say absolutely do it, as there are people who say to potty train at this age is a big mistake.

I really made my decision based on my high school bestie, Jera's advice. (Sorry, Jera that I've only mentioned you when it pertains to potty training. You really mean so much more to me than that!) Jera is one of those people who have it together. I mean really together. She has five beautiful children who always look perfect. She potty trains at 15 months using the "Potty Training in a Day Method."

My attitude is this: why not? I'll give it a try, and I'll give it my best effort (for three days). I'll be consistent and as patient as I've EVER had to be, but I will try it. If after three days, I haven't see progress, or I decide that Stella is not ready, then we will stop and try later. So, ready or not, here we go...wish me luck!

Stella's Surgery

2011-07-28T20:55:00.000-05:00

On Wednesday, Stella had her tear duct surgery at St. Louis Children's Hospital. Of course, she started to cry the moment she saw the scale, but then she calmed down and was excited to put on the fishy gown and pants.

I'll admit, she did look pretty darn cute!

We played with all of the toys while we waited for the doctors.

Poor Jeremy. He came straight over from Barnes after a 24 hour shift.

Stella tried to escape with Lulu.

We put the oxygen mask on Lulu Bear while the Versed was kicking in. (so blurry)

Stella did well right up until we handed her off to TJ, her anesthesiologist. It was only about a half hour before we got to see her in the recovery room. She was crying and screaming (guess she'd make a mean drunk)! We had a hard time consoling her, she just wanted out of there! When the nurse suggested she take a nap (as if we could just snap our fingers and make her go to sleep), I asked if we could just take her home. I knew she would fall asleep as soon as we were in the car. Sure enough, she did!

When she woke up at home, she was still a little bit cranky, but we just let her watch Elmo and that seemed to calm her down. (I am so over Elmo. She is obsessed!) Other than a little blood in her nose (and on my white comforter--don't worry, I got it out) recovery has been pretty low key. She isn't sleeping as much as I thought she would (bummer), but when she woke up this morning, she was her happy self again! Thanks again for all of your prayers!

And I Think to Myself, What a Wonderful World

2011-07-26T12:21:00.000-05:00

Six years ago today I was very sick. I was fighting the cancer that had interrupted my life for the second time in one year. I was preparing to say good-bye to my best friend before his adventure across the country to begin medical school. I had no hair. I had no strength. I had no immunity. I was in isolation in a hospital room where the IVs of medication and nutrition connected to my central line were keeping me alive.

I had been diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma almost a year prior on August 4, 2004. I had undergone treatments from August until January. The biopsies, chemotherapy, the radiation, shots, tests, scans, medication, fatigue, nausea...I thought it was over. I thought I was done. But, when I went to my three month follow-up appointment in April of 2005, it was made very clear that I was not done. It was back.

Being diagnosed with cancer at the age of 24 was absolutely shocking, surreal. I knew I could beat it, though, and I thought I had. But, being diagnosed with cancer again eight months later was devastating. How could I possibly do it all over again? Again... Why? It didn't matter. I did it again.

After countless appointments, scans, tests, prescriptions, shots, inpatient chemotherapy, radiation treatments, and stem cell harvesting, it was finally day zero. Day zero was on July 26, 2005 and was the day I received my autologous* stem cell transplant.

After day zero, it got a little worse before it got better, but it did get better. Today I am happy, I am healthy, and I am oh, so blessed. I am so lucky--lucky I am not one of the millions of people who have illness and disease that cannot be treated, lucky to have all that I have, and lucky to be me. Day zero was a second chance at life, and what a wonderful life it is.

“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass

but learning how to dance in the rain”

*Autologous stem cell transplants occur when stem cells are harvested from the patient, and then given back to the patient. In other words, I was my own donor.

SO Much Cuteness...

2011-07-24T22:18:00.001-05:00

...and she's all mine (oh, and Jeremy's)! Here are some of my faves from our most recent photo shoot! I am so over the moon for this little girl!

Our Trip to Texas

2011-07-24T22:12:00.000-05:00

Stella and I just returned from a great trip to Texas. Who would have ever thought one could escape the hot weather in St. Louis by going to El Paso?! I SO prefer the dry heat! We had such a good time shopping and spending time with my sister's family and my mom. Good times! Here are the highlights:

(1) Stella's photo shoot done pro bono by the best photographer in the world!

(2) Beating my nephews at Slap Jack, even though they cheated.

(3) Shopping with the girls (my mom, sister, Presley, and Stella).

(4) More shopping with the girls.

(5) Sushi with my mom and sister.

(6) Eating Adam's omelets. You should be so lucky to partake of one of his yummy concoctions.

(7) Watching Stella and Presley jump on the trampoline and play in the sandbox--cute, but not so much fun to clean up. I think we even brought some of the sand home with us!

(8) Getting a foot rub from my mom even though she made fun of the calluses on my feet.

(9) Discovering Wheat Thins Stix...it's the little things in life, isn't it?

(10) Seeing the best husband in the world after a full week apart!

We Blame the Weather

2011-07-09T16:05:00.000-05:00

Last Friday, the three of us went to a ward BBQ. It was at 5:00 on July 1st. It was hot. It was humid. It was sticky. There were bugs flying around everywhere. All Stella wanted was ice. Everyone felt disgusting, but there was good food and good company, so we braved the elements.

Stella was looking nice and summery, and I was even a little proud of myself for attempting to braid her hair.

Above is a before shot of Stella's fancy, schmancy hair...

...and below is the after.

Poor baby! She was so hot, and her hair was drenched just from being in the humidity! We gave her her very first popsicle. Don't get too excited, it was one with real fruit, not the sugary kind we used to eat as kids. (Mom, I know what you're thinking. You can't believe this poor little girl has never experienced such a thing. Brittni, thanks for taking my side. They are, in fact, VERY messy.)

After the popsicle, we washed Stella in the sink. She thought it was the best thing ever, and it was at this moment that Stella got a second wind. She was still saying, "ice," and like any good parent would do, we introduced her to the real, "Ice."

Feel free to dance along. You know you want to.

From the Halls of Montezuma...

2011-07-08T08:10:00.000-05:00

A couple of weeks ago, St. Louis had a marine exhibit at The Arch, so we packed up a picnic and drove to the city. Can you guess who really, really wanted to go? I'll give you a hint: it's someone who is obsessed with explosives, aircraft, and weapons; it wasn't Stella, and it wasn't me. Any guesses?

A Tisket a Tasket

2011-07-08T07:59:00.000-05:00

I like baskets as much as the next person (and probably more), but Stella really loves them. She is always trying to climb in the shoe basket, laundry basket, and now the basket in her room that holds neatly folded blankets. See the problem here?

The other day, she climbed in the basket in her room, cuddled up with her blankies, and kept saying, "Night, night." She was in there for at least 15 minutes. I was tempted to just see if she would fall asleep in there, but then after about 20 minutes, she was over it. She hasn't tried it since, and the neatly folded blankets remain in their place!

Happy 4th of July!

2011-07-04T06:00:00.000-05:00

When Daddy's in Charge

2011-06-29T19:22:00.000-05:00

Yes. That's crayon on car. Need I say more?

Count Your Many Blessings

2011-06-28T20:12:00.000-05:00

I came across this post today on the eighteen25 blog. My heart is heavy with sadness for this family. I don't know them at all, but I do know that they desperately need our help. Unfortunately, because of the rarity of Rob's cancer, the family's insurance company considers the treatment experimental and will not cover the cost. I cannot imagine dealing with this disease as well as the enormous financial burden.

I believe it to be morally wrong that an insurance company deems cancer treatments (that board-certified physicians approve of) experimental when they continually pay for care of people who knowingly don't take care of their bodies. It doesn't seem fair. Right or wrong, it is what it is. I know that cancer treatment is extremely expensive. I was so fortunate to have my insurance company cover most of my treatments, but there are many who are not so fortunate and end up in financial devastation. If you are at all able, please donate to this family and spread the word about Rob's story.

Tonight, I will hug my family a little bit tighter, stay down on my knees in prayer a little longer, and thank my Heavenly Father for all He has and continues to bless me with.

Happy Birthday to My Favorite Sister

2011-06-28T06:00:00.000-05:00

Today is my sister's birthday. I'm not going to tell you how old she is, but she is older than I am, and that's all that matters. She is an uber talented photographer, she's got a rockin' body, beautiful children, and awesome, thick hair. I know. I'd hate her, too, if she wasn't my sister. I'm pretty darn lucky to have Brittni as my sister, and after you read this list, you will be jealous that she's not your sister.

One. She always encourages me to push myself a little bit harder.

Two. She always listens to me.

Three. She's my favorite shopping partner even though she can't quite keep up with me.

Four. She always has Tootsie Rolls in her purse.

Five. She's really funny and even funnier if you can get her to ~~cackle~~ laugh.

Six. She is super generous...just ask Stella.

Seven. She takes pictures of me and my family whenever I ask her to.

Eight. She is a fantastic dance partner and can put together some wicked choreography to Tiffany, Belinda Carlisle, and/or Debbie Gibson (or Debra nowadays).

Nine. She loves me and my family. A lot.

Ten. She is my number one fan and even talked me into starting [kreyv].

Happy Birthday, Britt! Love your guts!

June 26, 2009

2011-06-26T15:39:00.000-05:00

Two years ago today was the day that our adoption journey began (at least the good part of it). It was a Friday, and I had just finished a day at work. Jeremy was in the bedroom asleep, trying to recover from the 30 hour shift he had completed earlier that morning. I had just sat down and was on the phone with a friend while I checked my email. I noticed there was message in my junk folder. There it was: an email with the subject, I would like to get to know you! I knew it was from a birthmother, so I clicked on it and found the following message:

Jamie and Jeremy,

My name is (), and I have been trying to figure out what to write to you about, for the past few days, and I can't seem to find the words or questions. I have felt like I have had the chance to get to know you, a little through your profile and blog. So I would like to know if you two have any questions for me. I want to tell you about me and my situation, but I don't know where to start. So please help me by asking questions, that you would like to know, so that I may be able to answer and start this journey.

And just like that, it all began. We exchanged tons of emails, and less than a week later, we were lucky enough to meet the person who changed our lives forever. We are so extremely blessed to have such an amazing person in our lives. She is such an example of courage, selflessness, and sacrifice. She has been in our lives for two years and will be in our hearts forever.

The Magic House

2011-06-25T12:25:00.000-05:00

A couple of weeks ago, Stella and I went to the Magic House with our friends Elizabeth and Oliver. The Magic House is St. Louis' children's museum. Stella had so much fun! Thanks so much for the invite!

playing in the water

driving the truck...kind of

grocery shopping (can never have too much bread)

playing dolls

Dear Stella

2011-06-21T07:09:00.000-05:00

A couple of years ago, Jeremy's mom gave all of the kids a copy of one of their family journals. Included in the journals were talks given by Jeremy's father, family updates, and letters. The letters were my favorite. They were letters from Jeremy's mom to her kids. They were so special, and it was so great to read those letters which told of the personalities and milestones. I was so touched by it, that I decided I was going to do that for my kids.

I started writing letters to "baby" when we were expecting Stella, and now I write a new one about every six months. At the end of the year, I make her a photo book and include the letters. I've never published one of the letters on my blog, but I've decided that since I started this blog as a family journal, I should include more thoughts and feelings. The letters usually tell Stella of new milestones, favorites, new words, etc., but this time I just wanted to tell her how much I love her!

June 10, 2011

Dear Stella,

It never ceases to amaze me the way you are growing and developing so much every single day. You are such an amazing daughter of God, and I thank him everyday for entrusting me to be your mother. We love you so much more than words can ever express. You are helpful, kind, bright, funny, playful, affectionate, beautiful, happy, and so many more wonderful things. You are more than we could have every hoped for you to be.

Reminders

I love your little messes at the end of the day. It reminds me of how blessed we are to have such a healthy, happy, little girl.

I love how you sign “sorry” and hug and kiss me, even after I’ve put you in time out. It reminds me of how loving and forgiving you are.

I love that you still want me to hold you, and that you squeeze me just a little tighter when you meet someone new. It reminds me that you feel protected by me.

I love how you show me your owies, so that I can kiss them better. It reminds me that you think I have the healing touch.

I love that you try to mimic me when I put on my make-up or do my hair. It reminds me that you want to be like me.

I love how you’ll jump to me with no hesitation. It reminds me of the trust you have in me.

I love how you point to the pictures in our home and say, “Jesus.” It reminds me that you have walked with our Savior before you came to us here on earth.

I love everything about you. I love your smile, your laugh, and your big brown eyes. You are more special than you’ll ever comprehend, and that reminds me to be a better person…for you.

Love,

Mommy

happy father's day!

2011-06-19T08:09:00.000-05:00

you cuddle with me...

you play with me...

you do things with me that mommy won't...

you teach me about the important things in life...

i want to be just like you when i grow up! happy father's day to the best daddy in the world! thanks for all you do! we love you THIS much!

Sometimes We're a Little Bit "Hoosier"

2011-06-08T19:18:00.000-05:00

When we moved to St. Louis, we learned a new word: hoosier. Let me just give you the definition straight out of urbandictionary.com, so that you're up to speed.

1. St. Louis Meaning: white trash of the worst kind. Also used as an adjective to describe anything several notches below your own perceived sophistication. Dates back to a strike that occurred in St. Louis in the 30's. During this strike, scab workers from Indiana were brought in to fill in for strikers. The perjorative hoosier stems from the St. Louis workers' lack of appreciation for this.

We blow bubbles in the parking lot. In nothing but a diaper...

...and, we dig through the garbage wearing clothes from the Brittany Spears reject collection. (This shirt belongs to Lulu, Stella's build a bear. Lately, she insists on wearing it. Please tell me it's only because of the sparkles, not because she likes to show off that beautiful belly of hers. Don't think it's done up in the back, either. Nope. She's got a fully exposed back. Classy.)

Here is the St. Louis Breakdown:

"South City Hoosier" - These are hoosiers that have all the hoosier trademarks and live south of Highway 44. Almost all of the men work in the automotive field. The women usually are the ones buying Basic cigarettes and scratch-off tickets at a South Grand gas station on Wednesday mornings while thier 7 and 9 year old kids are listening to Eminem in the Astro van.

"South County Hoosier" - These hoosiers aren't always poor rednecks. In fact, most of them own homes and have decent jobs. Look for fishing boats in the driveways, Christmas lights in May and stockpiles of Busch Light beer. Many of the men are hunters and/or fishermen and all have buddies that can fix your car. The women usually have part-time jobs, and slightly newer vans. Many south county hoosiers grew up as south city hoosiers.

"Jefferson County Hoosier" - These hoosiers are a wily bunch. Most drive pickup trucks and have boots that are heavily stained and torn to shreds. They usually start sentences with "hey man..." and all of thier stories are about thier brother-in-law. They too hunt, but can't afford to have thier deer stuffed and mounted like most South County Hoosiers. Almost all of these hoosiers are extremely conservative, and very few work in St. Louis. The women generally wear clothes from 1993 and rock 80's style femullets and bangs. Most smoke menthol cigarettes but will buy the non-menthol brands for thier 14 year old sons named Levi.

"St. Charles Hoosiers" - St. Charles hoosiers are rare sightings. They look normal, and drive nice trucks but almost always live in a home that contains wheels. They have money for stuff like Imo's pizza and Bud Light beer, but only on Saturday's or during Rams's games. They often don't even know that they are in fact hoosiers because they live in St. Charles, howvever the burger king bags on they're floorboards and Z107.7 stickers on their cars are a dead giveaway.

South City - "We went to Ted Drewe's last night"
"Oh yeah, how was that?"
"It was alright, but a total hoosier-fest!"

South County - "I was pulling out of my street and my freakin' hoosier neighbors' dog ran right in front of my car!"

Jefferson County - "Hey man do you have a copy of AC/DC's Back in Black at your place? My damn brother-in-law borrowed mine like three weeks ago, and I aint seen it since!"

St. Charles - "I met some girl at Harrah's but the minute she started talking about how she filed a restraining order against her ex, I knew I was dealing with a full-fledged hoosier!"

Fun at the Pool

2011-06-07T14:43:00.000-05:00

I'm just going to put this out there, people. It is so FREAKING hot here in St. Louis. The humidity is more than I can handle. I know I'm a wimp, but seriously, it's a little much. I mean really, do you like to break a sweat on the walk to the mailbox...at 7:30 in the morning? Didn't think so.

Thank goodness for the pool. Stella and I try to go a few times a week. She is such a little fish. She LOVES it. We bought her a little raft (with a seat and holes for her legs). It's perfect for babies her age to sit in and chill in the water. Well, Stella tries to climb out of it. She wants to be thrown (Jeremy is really better at this than I am. After all, she weighs over 20 lbs.), and she wants to put her face in the water. I never want a pool. It stresses me out!

Other than the pool, we are experiencing all sorts of new things here in St. Louis: earthquakes (yup, we were woken up by one two nights ago), tornadoes, record breaking temperatures, and, my favorite...the cicadas. They are big, they are loud, they are intrusive, and they are disgusting. Apparently, they only come out every 13 or 17 years. Lucky us. In all honesty, though, we are lucky we haven't had the destructive weather that other parts of the world are experiencing, so I can't complain. At least I can go in my air-conditioned house, and at least I still have a house.

Stella's 18 Month Appointment

2011-06-01T20:14:00.000-05:00

I'm not going to say that I can't believe that Stella is already 18 months old, but just know that I feel that way, mmmkay? Stella had her 18 month check-up last Tuesday, the 24th. Jeremy was on night call, so he was able to come along. She still gets white coat anxiety, so she freaked out again right at the scale--and then the entire time with the doctor. She didn't have to get any shots, but she had to have her hemoglobin checked again. (Her iron levels were in the normal range. Crazy what can happen when the vitamins actually have iron in them, right?) I was glad that Jeremy got a chance to hold her down this time! (Just an observation, Stella literally does not like white coats, and she definitely does not like women in white coats--a little sexist, perhaps?! She has gone to the doctor with me recently (all three male). She freaks out when the medical assistants take my vitals, but when the doctors came in, without white coats, she was fine. Hmmm.)

She was able to accomplish (and surpass, if I must be honest) the list of 18 month benchmarks the doctor gave me last time. Yes, I had to bribe her to stack 3-4 blocks which was the last thing on the list, but she did it. I think our pediatrician thinks I'm a little bit funny that I made sure Stella could do everything on the list, but hey, I'm a first time mom. What does she expect? After all, she's the one that gave me the list in the first place.

Again, I was surprised that Stella wasn't off the charts for height and weight. Every time one of her wellness check-ups comes, we think that she has grown SO much, and that she must be off the charts for height and weight. But, she was just the same as she was last time, just average for both. I guess all babies grow that fast! We love our little Stella Bean so much! She is getting so big so fast. I just wish we could skip right over the potty training part. Unfortunately, I think that is right around the corner. When she is ready. And when I am ready.

Ten Years

2011-05-31T06:30:00.000-05:00

I can't believe it's been 10 years already! What a lucky girl I am to be married to the greatest man in the world! "Everyday I spend with you is the new best day of my life." Happy Anniversary, I love you!

Here is a look back at our first decade together (I have no wedding picture, because I'm too lazy to scan one, and sadly, we have no pictures of us together from this year!):

Stella's Sealing 2010

Mexico 2010

Stella's Birth 2009

Medical College of Wisconsin Graduation 2009

Black Friday 2008 (our first and only)

San Francisco 2007

Grand Haven, MI 2006

Christmas 2004

San Diego Padres Game 2004

Baltimore Orioles Game 2003

BYU Graduation 2002

A Pillowcase, A Dress, and a Bean

2011-05-27T20:48:00.000-05:00

While we were in Utah, I asked my mom to "help" me make a dress out of a pillowcase. Did I contribute? Yes, I found the vintage pillowcases that my mom made back in the day. But, in my defense, without the finding of the pillowcases, AND the asking, the dress would have never been. I, of course, thought, "How hard can it be?" You cut off one end of the pillow case, sew a hem, make some slits for arms, and thread some ribbon through the top. That would have worked perfectly if Stella was as wide as she is tall!

Jude gave me some guidance, and we got the dress done. She sewed, and I gave her moral support. The dress is cute, and I love that it is made from a vintage pillowcase that my mom made. Jude's got talents, people. She just won't tell you so!

My Little Guzzler

2011-05-20T21:21:00.000-05:00

Stella is my little guzzler. See that sippy cup? She can empty that thing in about five seconds flat--especially if I put "juice" in it (watered down Crystal Light). And then, she throws her cup. She's so lady like, right? Her stomach gets so big and tight as she chug, chug, chugs! Check that thing out! Sometimes I rub it and make a wish...I think it works!

Stell-a! Stell-a! Stell-a!

Be skinny!

Be tough!

Five, Six, Seven, Eight

2011-05-19T18:08:00.000-05:00

Girl's Got Moves!

2011-05-19T17:46:00.000-05:00

Stella loves to dance. Of course, she wouldn't perform to the best of her ability with me filming her. Go figure. In the first video, she's shakin' her thang and then adds some fancy hand vogue move at the end. In video two, she is performing DJ Lance's Look Dance (from Yo Gabba Gabba--weird show that she loves). And, in the third video, she does a little Michael Jackson move. Enjoy!

Suson Park

2011-05-16T20:09:00.001-05:00

A couple of Sundays ago, Stella and I decided to take Jeremy to Suson Park which is a beautiful park about fifteen minutes away. Stella and I were introduced to the park during play group. There is an awesome playground with a rubber surface, a pond, and there is even a barn and corral with animals. Unfortunately, on this day, we only had about 30 minutes to play, but we still had such a fun time!

We swung.

We went down slides (including me, I have the scabs to prove it). That green slide in the background is steeper that it looks! Stella and I didn't quite know what to think about it!

We went UP the slides (lots of static electricity)! Stella is surprisingly quite adventurous at playgrounds. She climbs all over the place. It makes me kind of nervous!

And, we just had lots of fun spending time together!

Love This Pic

2011-05-16T19:50:00.000-05:00

Jeremy bought Stella some toy golf clubs while she was in Utah. Perhaps he has given up on my golfing ability. I love this picture of my two most favorite people in the world!

Wootie Woo!

2011-05-16T19:16:00.000-05:00

When we got home from the airport after our Utah trip, Stella was so cute. I know, I know, what's new, right? She was so funny reacquainting herself with everything in the house. She needed to pull out every toy and play with it for .2 seconds. Then, she needed to spend some time in her crib--just because she missed it. She then wanted to get in the tub and play with her bathtub toys. Of course, I had to take a picture. After all, big, naked bellies and bums are only cute up to a certain age! Oh, we love this girl!

Utah Trip - Week Three

2011-05-14T19:55:00.000-05:00

Let's see, what did we do our third week in Utah? We played dress-up. (Picture two is Stella in my kilt from when my family lived in Scotland. Picture three is of one of my dance costumes from my dance group, Super Sensationals. Don't you love that name?!) We played in Mommy's suitcase. We had a visit from Grandma Annie, Aunt Emily, Aunt Melissa, Cousin Thomas, and Cousin Mya. We ate at The Pizza House two more times. We visited with friends and experienced Zumba for the first time (just me, and really, I'm so behind the times, right). We visited Great-Grandma on the farm. We decorated. We went to Mac and Jesi's graduation--even though it was at the U (yuck). We ate at Tucano's. We went to Angie and Carson's house for dinner and a sleepover. And then, we flew back to St. Louis.

Utah Trip - Week Two

2011-05-14T19:28:00.000-05:00

One of the highlights of week two in Utah was definitely Stella's Build-A-Bear, Lulu. I'm telling you, I spent more time trying to pick out an outfit for this bear than I have ever spent picking out an outfit for myself. (Ok, I won't lie. That was an exaggeration. The point is, it took a long time.) There are so many choices. We had lots of fun!

We were lucky enough to visit Stella's birth mother that week. She is such an amazing person, and we are so, so lucky to have her in our lives. We also got to visit Grandpa Neno and Grandma Miriam who took us to eat at The Pizza House. Unfortunately, Stella did not get to ride horses at Grandma and Grandpa's, because it was too cold!

So, in summary...week two: shopping, California Pizza Kitchen, Build-A-Bear, special visit, shopping, and California Pizza kitchen again. We ordered the same items, sat in the same booth, and had the same server. CPK BBQ chicken copped salad=pure deliciousness. I also had to twist my mom's arm to get her to go to Iceberg with me. Almond Joy shake=pure bliss (almondy, chocolately, coconutty goodness in every bite, and they don't even pay me to say that).

Easter

2011-05-14T19:24:00.000-05:00

Easter was on the day that Jeremy flew out, so we were kind of in between places. My mom came and picked up Stella and me from Jeremy's parents' house, and we went to Draper to see Mac and Jesi. Even though we were not able to go to church, Stella still wore her Easter dress. She also got a singing/dancing bunny, books, stickers, and sunglasses in her Easter basket which was vintage (my childhood basket). The Easter Bunny didn't bring her any candy--I know, I know, I'm a mean mom! We had brunch with Mac and Jesi and then drove to Delta.

I was bummed out that we weren't able to go to church on Easter Sunday of all days, and that Jeremy was gone early that day. Easter is one of my favorite holidays, and I think it is important to focus on our Savior and his atonement. Stella did start to say Jesus that day, so at least that was a step in the right direction!

Utah Trip - Week One

2011-05-11T19:13:00.000-05:00

Stella and I were in Utah for three weeks. Three. Weeks. Can you believe it? We had so much fun! We were originally going to go for two weeks, but then Mac's and Jesi's graduation was a week after we were going to leave. We couldn't miss that, so three weeks it was!

The first week (besides my mom's birthday) was spent with Jeremy's family. Stella had so much fun with her cousins, Thomas, Mya, Amy, Jayson, and Dallin. They jumped on the trampoline, played at Grandma Annie's and Grandpa Grant's, jumped at Kangaroo Zoo, ate at Cafe' Rio and Los Hermanos, and surprised Grandma Annie for her 60th birthday! We had so much fun!

Hey, Jude!

2011-05-10T19:49:00.000-05:00

Did you know that song was about my mom? Well, it is. Okay, not really, or so she says. On April 20th, my mom turned the big 6-0. For months, we had been planning to surprise her for her birthday. She thought Stella and I weren't coming out until April 30th, when really our flight was on the 16th. I lied to her-- a lot, but it was totally worth it. Turns out, we weren't the only surprise that day. Funny thing is, my mom asked me the night before her birthday (not knowing I was already in Utah) if she should do anything for her birthday. She was hoping no one would notice she was a day older. Ummm, yeah, right. Here's a rundown of her "unnoticed" day.

Jude, me, and Stella at Fuji

My mom is a sixth grade teacher, and she's a pretty big deal at Delta Middle School. Everyone loves her, and really, how could you not? Text messages were sent to the students and teachers telling them to all wear black. When she arrived at school, there were people dressed in black, black balloons, and black graveyard signs. During her prep, she was kidnapped by the Grim Reaper and pushed in a wheelchair. The entire school was lining the halls as the "Death March" played over the intercom. Once she was wheeled outdoors, her transportation was waiting for her: the town hearse and mortician. He then drove her through the drive through of Hogi Yogi to pick up lunch for the faculty. Seriously, they love her.

That same afternoon, Stella, Jeremy, and I surprised her with a bouquet of balloons while she was in the middle of ~~lecturing~~ instructing her class. She didn't see it coming at all. It made her cry. Perfect surprise.

The next night we met friends and family (Mac & Jesi, Carson & Angie, Lindsay & Tyler, Jean, Sherri, Mitch, & Lynzee, Janet, Ann & Jono, Dana, Geoff) for dinner at Fuji. We had such a good time. Hope you had a great birthday, Mom! We love you!

Happy Mother's Day!

2011-05-08T22:03:00.000-05:00

My friend Jen posted this on Facebook today. I thought it was so beautiful and so fitting, so I am quoting her on my blog. Thanks, Jen, for the beautiful message.

"Today I honor my wonderful Mom for her love and example, my mother-in-law for raising my husband to be the way he is, an amazing woman who made it possible for me to be a mother, and send a special prayer for those who would give anything to be a mother but aren't yet. There are many ways to be a mother, and today I honor them all."

Here are our fuzzy cell phone pictures of Stella and her sign (made with help from Daddy and nearly erased before we got a picture--there was once an "s" on there)! Happy Mother's Day!

St. Louis Zoo

2011-04-14T20:47:00.000-05:00

Yesterday, we went to the zoo with our church play group. It was such a beautiful day, and Stella really enjoyed herself. Our first stop was the carousel. Stella takes her riding very seriously.

Next, we went to pet the goats. I'll tell you, she is not shy around animals, that's for sure! We have lots of dogs in our neighborhood that she loves, and I'm pretty sure she thought the goats were dogs.

We stopped at what I would refer to as the large rodent center. There were meerkats, armadillos, and other animals in that category. After Stella man-handled the guinea pigs (easy, Lennie), she decided that she liked driving the jeep with her buddy Jade.

Stella decided to take out her bows and pigtails, because she was getting tired (that's a sure sign of sleepiness). No worries, I brought the floppy hat, and she was content wearing that instead.

Right around noon (nap time), she got really worn out and just rested her head on her stroller. She had a fun day at the zoo in the sun, but it sure tuckered her out!

coloring

2011-04-07T16:16:00.000-05:00

i've been doing some coloring lately. i made a very pretty picture for daddy, but mostly, i pretty much just like to freestyle. and, if you're wondering...yellow tastes the best!

Mommy's Bed

2011-04-03T10:21:00.000-05:00

Stella loves to get up on our bed...right after it's made. And, for those of you who don't know my rule about beds: I never sit on a made bed. I didn't when I was little, and I still don't. It wasn't a rule my mom had or anything, I just don't sit on made beds. I do occasionally let Stella lay on our bed, though. (You all know it's more than occasionally, because she is very convincing.) Don't worry, I don't break my rule, I just pull down the comforter.

Bunny Ears

2011-04-01T15:38:00.000-05:00

We totally scored these bunny ears in the One Spot at Target yesterday. I mean, really, what a deal! You all want some, now, don't you? They come in white and pink as well, go out and get yourself a pair. You won't regret it.

Sometimes I make Stella sit on her green stool when she's eating snacks, so she doesn't go near the furniture. She can touch the ground when she's sitting on it, but for some reason, she doesn't dare get off of it. As far as I'm concerned, it's a magic stool. I'll be sad when she realizes she can just stand up to get off of the thing.

My Little Bean

2011-03-28T14:05:00.000-05:00

I seriously love everything about this little girl! Stella is growing up so fast and doing so many new things every day. The other day I got out her summer clothes (then two days later it snowed). It made me sad to put away clothes and shoes that no longer fit her. On the other hand, it made me happy to be getting out new sun dresses. New clothes always make me feel better!

I love watching her play and dance. I love hearing her say, "Mom"...not mama anymore. See, she is growing up so fast! I love seeing her little handprints on the oven. And fridge. And dishwasher. (I might get over that one.) I love watching her play dress up. She always wants to put on her floppy hat, and she always wants to wear shoes. I don't know where she learned that! My new favorite is watching her talk on the phone with her little pink phone while she carries her little purse around. Again, I don't know where she learned that!

I pretty much love every single little thing about Stella. Screaming during sacrament meeting might not be my favorite thing about her, but I love her anyway! I know. I'm obsessed with my own daughter. Perfectly normal, I'm sure.

Talented Toes

2011-03-21T16:30:00.000-05:00

There are a few people out there who will be very pleased to hear that today, for the first time, Stella picked up a raisin using only her toes. xoxo

Top to Bottom: one year, six months, two weeks; photography by Brittni Schroeder Photography

Snack and a Show

2011-03-17T07:16:00.000-05:00

When I'm cooking dinner, there are times that Stella needs some distracting. So, like any good mother, I give her food, and put her in front of the television. Don't worry, I only let her watch highly educational programming like Nate and Elmo. You know, decorating and ABC's, the important things in life.

We're trying to teach her to only eat her snacks in the kitchen (or at least not on the rug/furniture area). On this day, I put her on a pillow to eat her snack, and she actually stayed there until her snack was finished. I did have to help her out a couple times, but for the most part she stayed there. Happy as a clam!