A good simple day.

Today has been a good day. Holly and I got up, took care of my chillin', and cleaned up in time for my parents to visit. I am thrilled they get to meet Colton and actually get to hold one of my children....as Zoe is very standoffish.
Zoe is sweet to Colton. Yesterday she kept laying her cheek against his head. I can't wait for them to be able to play together.
I am feeling very grateful today. I have a good husband, who is amazingly considerate and serving. My children have a good dada, who loves and plays and watches over them. I have sweet faced darlings and an extended family who've been my friends forever. A good day. A good life.
AND I have found life outside of frontierville. That sounds silly, but it had been a struggle for many months. ....and I haven't hooked onto another addiction.

2 days down for my new fam. And "nothing" accomplished.

Wonderful. And Awkward. I don't quite always know what to do with myself. Sometimes I so want to sit at the computer and mindlessly complete one of my frontierville goals. Sometimes I habitually start walking towards the computer for no reason.
But I am so grateful I was able to resist and sometimes do nothing with my new little family. Doing nothing with my family is so much more important than harvesting virtual crops.

The hospital took these pictures December 29th, just before Colton and I were allowed to go home. Here we are. Mike, I, and the two naughties. :) Or is it the other way around...

A Frontierville-less life...

I just deleted my Frontierville on Facebook. It was consuming me. I justified all the hours I spent on it daily by telling myself (and a few others) that it was a great escape for me....just a stress reducing activity. But I've avoided so many projects that I want to get done, that are within reach of getting accomplished, but had to take care of my Frontier first....for 4 - 5 hours a day...not all at once, but accumulative. Doesn't matter. I could have spent a small part of that time reading to Zoe. Or finishing her room. Or reading my scriptures. Or or or or......

So today I stopped. I didn't even go there. And yes. I did finally get the family room organized. 1 day frontiervilleless. 1 accomplishment down. I like that ratio.

Holy Moly! What happened to me?

My class took Mike with us on our field trip---we usually do, actually. And though my kids my not have appreciated the experience of fishing, they loved the wind and being outdoors.
Anyways, my team leader wanted to take a picture of Mike and I and here I am for once thinking I look cute and rather stylish in my pregnancy clothes.......YIKES!!!!
Pic 1- Oscar, Brittany, & Bobby loved holding the poles. Oscar actually got a couple bites.
Pic 2- Me & Steven just a walkin'.
Pic 3- My Trent trying his hardest to ignore me. Doesn't work very well. :)

Bathing suits just don't fit me like the used to...... :)
Holly took this of me on our Cache Valley Geneology trip. Wonderful fun, especially with Dustin along. ----I have less than 2 months left! Yay!

The bravest woman on Earth!

I took NateNate to church with me for the first time a week ago. Look at him in his little suit! Darling!

He moved and he grooved and he screeched and he grunted, but we lasted all through sacrament meeting. I was pleased. The secret? A few candies, a few snuggles, and a few squiggly toys. Oh! And the patience of Job. :)

A big belly and a courageous (or foolish) heart! :)

More energy than fireworks...

Nate's mom had her baby on July 1rst. So Mike and I have had the little scoundrel for the past 5 days. He has been sooooooo gooooood!!! That is until yesterday when his manic side began to show it's hyperactive and high pitched colors. There was no slowing him down.

Here is our little NateNate trying to sneak off the porch....which he NEVER does anymore unless he is manic. Our little naughtybody is indomitable!