665 pictures

This weekend on our trip to Moab, I took a total of 665 pictures. It isn't hard to get carried away when you are in a beautiful setting and are surrounded by your favorite people. Plus, this was Jamison's first real outing (at six months) and I didn't want to miss a minute. We weren't sure how much he would enjoy jeeping, but we decided to put him in his carseat in the back and give him a nice blanket buffer so that he wouldn't get jolted around too much. 75% of the time he slept! the other 25% of the time he laughed--though wether he was laughing because he thought it was fun or if he was laughing at his mom flailing all about in the back of the jeep, we'll never know.

He is his father's son. :)

I will spare you having to go through all 665 photos, but I will share a few of the highlights. And I'll add this disclaimer: when Keaton was going up those obstacles, neither I nor Jamison remained in the car with him. He can take those risks on his own. And the two videos I've posted here aren't even the worst ones--he nearly flipped end over end on wipeout hill. I didn't record it, because quite frankly I was too busy muttering swearwords under my breath.

Can't Sleep

Jamison woke me up at 3:15 this morning. It is now 4:49 and I can't sleep.

Sigh.

Makes Me Happy

Saturday was a busy day.

I put a full day in at the regular job. (Gotta do something about that. Soon, I hope.)

Then I went home for just an hour or two before I had to head for Salt Lake for an Engagement shoot at the Gateway.

Last minute, Keaton decided to come.
Which made me happy.

He and Jamison hung back while I did my thing, the couple was so fun, they didn't mind at all that I had brought some tag-a-longs (tags-a-long? Stupid English). I may or may not have sneaked a few shots of my hubby with my baby.
Made me happy.

(Daddy's little "rock crawler")

After we wrapped up the shoot (they turned out awesome, by the way) we took our well-behaved son to build-a-bear for some good old fashioned spoiling. We found a bear called "dimples" and we couldn't resist.
Buying silly things for my baby...well, it just makes me happy.

Then we ate at a very fancy restaurant. My stomach and tastebuds were singing my praises...but my budget will be giving me the silent treatment for a while.
Still, it made me happy.

At the end of the day, it didn't matter that it was busy or hectic, that I worked most of it and spent too much money during the rest. I was out in the sweet spring air, and my baby and husband got to be a part of my day.

And that just...makes me happy.(The end of the day and still smiling!)

So happy.

Easter

What a beautiful Easter Sunday!








What I have to look forward to every morning:

I seriously love being a mommy!

Dear Wally...

I was running this morning on the treadmill with my zune on shuffle when this song came on. I bought Aslyn's Cd almost four years ago, and I cried the first time I heard it. Since it had been so long since I'd listened to it--or even thought of it--I had to stop running for a minute because it brought tears to my eyes again. It is exactly how I feel about my husband. (Though we aren't quite to 55 years just yet.) The thing I love about it is, though it is a little bit about separation, it isn't really sad. It is so joyful. So full of hope and gratitude.

Isn't that what love is all about?

Here are the lyrics to go with the video (Sorry it isn't the real track, couldn't figure out how to post it from my computer. oh well.) Enjoy.

"Wally" by Aslyn

"Hello, I'm Wally. I'm the man who had the good fortune of one day in finding a companion that lived with me for more than fifty five years. No man could have asked for a better wife, or a better friend, than the one I found across the dance floor, at the USO."

Dear Wally, I'm writing this letter sincerely
to tell you you're the sweetest boy I've ever known.
Remember that USO when we met? You almost didn't go
Well me and your two sons are very glad you did.

Cause when your eyes found me
I could hardly breathe
I wanted you...Glad you wanted me.

I never stopped falling in love with you, Wally
From the first day I saw you
I was sailor-bound, I just knew
You had me, I was yours
We danced out on the floor
And with each passing day
I only loved you more.

That night was pure magic
Who would have imagined
it would become 55 loving, wonderful years?
Your job was not all easy,
those last years I could hardly speak but
when I looked at you I knew nothing had changed.

And when I was leaving, I could feel you hurting
But then I saw those angels and I knew your love would want this for me.

I never stopped falling in love with you, Wally
From the first day I saw you
I was sailor-bound, I just knew
You had me, I was yours
We danced out on the floor
And with each passing day
I only loved you more.

So while you're waiting
Know that I'm saying
I love you
I love you.

I never stopped falling in love with you, Wally
From the first day I saw you
I was sailor-bound, I just knew
You had me, I was yours
We danced out on the floor
And with each passing day
I only loved you more.

You had me, I was yours
We danced out on the floor
and with each passing day
I only loved you more.

Morning

It has been over a week since I last posted.

I'm not really sure how it happened, but the last week just slipped away. I mean, I blinked, and it was gone. I've been busy, and am getting exhausted.

But when I woke up this morning, the sun was filtering through my windows. A happy, gurgling baby greeted me with a smile. I felt my spirits lift.

It is easy, at the close of the day, to look back and see all that I didn't get done. All the things I didn't accomplish. But every morning, I feel a renewed surge of energy. Yes, there is plenty to do. But I can do it.