Tree Jubilee

Sophie loves Christmas lights. When I saw that there was a Christmas Tree Jubilee here in Ogden, I had to take her.

The one here totally SUCKED compared to the giant tree festival down in SLC. Next year I'll be taking her down to that one instead.

Sophie's favorite tree was covered in Beanie Babies.

Daddy loves her so much, that he ordered her favorite one.

The weird tie-die goat thing in the middle.

Thanksgiving Dinner

We invited our families over for Thanksgiving dinner. Everyone brought food, so cooking wasn't a total pain in the butt.

We had turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, veggies, cranberry sauce, greenbean casserole, rolls, and pie. Everything was super yummy.

I wish the rest of my family could have been there, but we are all spread out across the states. :P

We were in need of new family pictures, so I pulled out the camera before we ate.

Dinner was yummy. The leftovers lasted us the entire weekend. (yay no cooking) And I got some nice pictures. Good day.

Thankful

I figured I could post my "Thankful" list, while our turkey finishes cooking.

I'm thankful for my husband. He not only completed the majority of the Thanksgiving Day tasks, but did it all with a headache. He provides for us. He supports me staying home to raise our children. He steals all 3 quilts at night. He loves and stands behind me, no matter what insane task I want to take on.

I'm thankful for my girls. Sophie often makes me want to better myself. She loves unconditionally. She reminds me that the glass can always be half full, you just have to look at it the right way. Little Mya is growing strong an healthy. She lets me eat whatever I want and enjoy pregnancy.

I'm thankful for our home. Everything fell into place just right when we found this house. Thanks to family, our realtor, and Denny dealing with everything - we were are to be home owners.

I'm thankful for my mommy. Nothing I do could ever make her stop loving me, and she makes sure I know it. She never judges me, no matter what it is I need advice with. She has always taught me to love myself and not worry about what others think. I hope I can teach my girls the same things she taught me.

I'm thankful for family. While our whole family isn't just a quick drive away, I'm glad we have some nearby. It's important to me that my children grow up close to their family.

I'm thankful for change. If I didn't believe that people and situations could change, I may have lost my mind this past year. While change can be scary, much has changed for the better in my life.

I am very blessed in life, and probably take it for granted sometimes. So Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Take a minute to think about all that you have.

Let It Snow

What with the blizzard going on outside (literally), I figured it would be a perfect time to post the "first snow" pictures.

Over the weekend, the first snow of the year came. I hated it. Sophie and Denny couldn't have been happier. Right after breakfast, they both headed out to play in it.

You'll want to click the pictures to enlarge them.

I got this right before she threw a snowball at my poor camera.

*BOOM* Headshot.

Getting snowballs from dad. Those gloves were a bit too small, so she couldn't quite make the snowballs on her own.

Showing off their snowballs.

Crotch-shot.

Growing Up

Last night...

*brace yourself*

Sophie slept in her own bed, all night long. No fuss at all.

This is a big deal for us, because we've always co-slept to some extent. When you nurse (like we did), it is just ridiculous to get up a billion times a night, walk to another room, nurse the baby, and crawl back to your bed. I'm not so gifted in the sleep-deprived-walking area, I often ran into things. It just wasn't safe.

She slept in our bed more often than not. Since we stopped nursing (18 months), she's been in our bed all night, every night.

I love the co-sleeping. I love the snuggles. I love waking up, seeing her bright eyes two inches away from my face, and hearing "mom.... it's morning." But alas... we need to make room for #2. I've been really iffy about moving Sophie to her own bed, because I don't want her to feel like she's being kicked out for the new kid. Last night I took the dive.

(I say "I" took the dive, because Denny has learned to just go with the flow. If I'm not ready to do something like: stop nursing, move Sophie to her own bed, or her own room, or let other people watch her... it ain't gonna happen. It's easier just to agree with me than try to reason with a hysterical Mexican woman.)

I dragged her bed into our room, and set it at the foot of ours. She seemed excited enough, and fell asleep at a normal time for her. Even though she was a bit restless most of the night, she stayed asleep in her bed.

I, however, couldn't sleep at all. It was probably worse for me than it was for her. I was half tempted to crawl into the tiny toddler bed with her. I felt like a crack addict going through withdrawals. Strange? ....maybe. I'm a Hispanic mother, and we are passionate about our children, damnit!

Once Denny left for work, she woke up and asked if she could come lay with me. I snatched her up and we snuggled for a good two hours.

Last night, while tucking her in, I promised her a special present if she could sleep in her bed all night. This morning she requested a bracelet.

She replaced sleeping next to mommy.... for a bracelet. The sell out.