Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree

Thanks Pinterest friends that repinned this little photography tidbit. I am very, very amateur when it comes to knowing how my camera operates. But I figured this out and made some cute pictures. Not very original, I know - but I think they are sweet. I wish my Mac was still alive and that I still had Photoshop. These would have been fun to play with. 




Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Giving Thanks

Oh so behind... again! I feel like Halloween was so very long ago. And I guess it kind of was. For the last couple of days I've been meaning to post... SOMETHING. Then when I finally sit down to do it - I draw a total blank. So how about I just upload a couple dozen pictures and let that do the talking? (Or part of it anyway)


 Me and little man. He was being especially affectionate this evening. Lots of slobbery open-mouthed baby kisses. (This is the only time he is ever allowed to kiss a girl like that)


And Little Miss Aimee. Perhaps a career as an architect is in her future? She builds some pretty impressive block towers. 


A rare but wonderful moment... 


 The grinniest-grin... 


And now for my Thanksgiving-time update. We got to go to Utah  for a couple of days! I was sooo excited to go! And it was a great trip. All of Greg's fam was there. (Minus Elder Bobo, of course) It was seriously SO much fun. There were a lot of kids and babies in that house... all of the married kids' families are growing rapidly.  Let's see, between all the families there were 20 people staying in that house! Oh, wait, 22 - Grandma Lorraine and Greg's cousin Vanessa stayed their most of the time too. And all 9 kiddos under the age of 8... Quiet? Who needs it? I guess it's a good thing Gary and Rox's house is big. The kids all got along so great this trip! It's so nice now that the ones that were the little-littles, are a bit older and can play (mostly) unsupervised. I wasn't totally off the mommy-hook though - Jack can go up stairs, but not down. I didn't have to worry about him straying too far away from me though. The poor little man was sick and miserable the ENTIRE trip. Ugh! He demanded that I hold him 99% of the time... 


Ok, now for some pictures:



Neal and Amelia playing in the leaves. Amelia decided that we need a big pile of leaves to jump in. Gary and Rox are on top of their yard work, so there weren't a ton of leaves to rake. But don't worry... their neighbors had plenty!


Bree inspecting her nose... and the growing pile of leaves. 


 Sad man. Notice the gigantic goose-egg on his head. He totally face-planted on the cement. :( 


Amelia and her cousin Kourtney. 


More sadness...


Adorable Kourtney  


Oh Amelia...  



We made the kids line up before they were allowed to dive into the mega-leaf pile. Can you feel the anticipation?


Hmm... it seemed bigger in real life. (Note Greg keeping the kids back with the rake handle)


Leeeeeaves!!


 Oh how I wish my Mac wasn't dead... these would have been fun to play around with in photoshop...


 Neal is a handsome little guy...


Round 2!













And now... introducing little miss Sophie. She is a living/breathing doll! I can't believe it took us so long to finally get to meet this sweet baby girl in person! She is the most content-happy-cuddly-soft baby I have ever met. I think I heard her cry maybe 1 time the entire trip. Carinn, you are one lucky momma! 





Dance Party and Princess Land


Roxanne has been building a collection of dress-up clothes in the kids play-room. The girls were in heaven. They wore these dresses all day. Every day. They LOVED them. Those, and the shoes, purses, wands... 




Uncle Eric played some tunes for the kids to dance to. Jack was enthralled. 




Later that day...
 Greg hiding out at Beep and Michael's (their living room kind of turned into man-cave during the trip) with Jack. Can you see how pink Jack's cheeks are? He was burning up. Notice the bottle of baby Tylenol in his hand...

And now, the Thanksgiving feast!


Part of the spread...



Girl's table. Yup, Aimee and Addison are still wearing dress up clothes. 


Before all the guests arrived... 

And then no more pictures for a while because I was busy stuffing my face. And it was delish!!



Uncle Dean and the Magic Touch

Uncle Dean has the magic touch when it comes to putting babies to sleep. It really works, like every time. Give him a fussy baby and he will have that baby out in a matter of minutes. Greg adopted this move with our own children. It works very well, up until your baby reaches a certain weight/length. Unless you're like Uncle Dean, who happens to be a giant of a man. And could probably handle 30 lbs of baby without even breaking a sweat. 



The PRB at Riverwoods


Wish I had more pictures from here... we came a lot during the trip. Lots for the kids to see and do. Like get Blue Bell ice cream. Yum. (Can you see the top of Addy's boots? They were to die for...) 



All the little children... 




Ever successfully taken a picture of 2 kids, 3 toddlers, 2 toddler-babies, and 2 baby-babies, where they are all looking at the camera AND smiling? If so - you must tell me your secret... This was mission impossible. Though we came pretty close... 





That's little Conner-man that Amelia is holding. I am sad that I didn't get any close-ups of him. He is a sweet little guy. Very alert! And does he ever love his mama - but I got him to smile for me once or twice. 








Kourtney wanted to be held in this one.





Yeah... everyone is about smiled out by now... 


And that concludes the Utah pictures that I have. I know my sisters in law took more. I need to get my hands on them! I wish it was easier for all of us to get together. Aimee had a BLAST playing with her cousins. Well, until next year... or hopefully this summer! A year is just too long... Love and miss you guys!

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Sugar Buzz 2



The kids after a good time trick-or-treating and lots of candy.

Walk like a man

 

So Jack finally decided to walk! One Sunday afternoon - he just did it! It was so cute. You will have to pardon the blurriness, I have no idea why the video came out like that.

Play time

 

Aimee playing with Jack. If you pay close attention to the very beginning you can hear Aimee say "Who are you and how did you find me?" (Thanks Tangled!)
Also, it is apparent that Aimee needs a sister. (NO that is not an announcement of any sort)

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Birthday

It is with solemnity I proclaim, I am officially 29 years old now.

What the heck happened? How is this possible?? Nearly every year, for as long as I came remember, birthdays come and go - and I always would say, "I feel the same!"

Not this year though... the thought of the 30s looming ahead has me feeling so... well, old! I know in another 10 years I will look back on this and think "Twenty-nine year old Emily, how crazy you were..." In another 10 years I will probably long for the body/skin I have now, like I long the for body/skin I had when I was 20. (Funny Tragic what a couple years, gravity and pregnancies will do to you.)


My birthday yesterday was a very normal "mom" day.
1. Got up
2. Opened presents :) (Ok, so this part was not so normal)
3. Took Aimee to preschool
4. Jack had massive diarrhea (he's been sick for a while and I had been debating whether or not to take him to the doctor. Fever for a week, then diarrhea. But this time his poo was almost black, and really mucus-y. TMI? Sorry... but hey - it's a normal "mom" day)
5. Ran errands with Jack - worried about his poo color/consistency
6. Picked Aimee up - worried about Jack some more
7. Home for lunch
8. Jack had a mega nap - worried some more
9. Worked on some crafty stuff (I have been very busy crafting lately)
10. Jack woke up
11. Kids had snacks
12. Ran one more errand
13. Took Jack to the doctor: No ear infection, no blood in stool! The diagnosis: a nasty virus. 
14. 5:30. Dinner time...  Yeah, it's a fast-food kind of day.
15. Drove to Panda Express (planned to sit down and eat)
16. Jack had another explosion (no worries, all "normal" looking)
17. Changed Jack on the FLOOR of the bathroom (thanks a lot panda - for not putting a changing table in your restroom. I should have left the mess on the floor... that'd teach 'em!)
18. No spare clothes for little man - got dinner to go
19. Home!
20. Eat!
21. Skype mom and dad
22. Jack to bed - 7:05
23. 7:30 - Jack wakes up, more poo!!
24. 8:00 - Aimee to bed
25. 9:00 - Jack still up. Greg still at school.
26. 10:00...
27. Greg finally home!
28. 10:45 - Jack finally crashes
29. And I finally crash somewhere around 11:30 - midnight.
Happy Birthday to me!

Ok, in all fairness to Greg, we did celebrate my birthday last Friday with a date!! We went out to eat and wandered around the mall - the intention was for me to pick something out for myself. (My idea!) But I was too full to focus... too full to care. I was just happy to be out of the house for a few hours with Greg - and kid-free. AND I failed to mention in my list, that I did get lots of thoughtful birthday calls/texts through out the day.

I was never one to make a list of "things to do before I'm 30" - but I had a general idea.  I figured I'd have at least 3 kids (two is GOOD, plenty, more-than-enough for now!). Thought I'd be in a house for sure... Definitely didn't picture that a graduate school and a shoe-box apartment would be involved! And oh-so broke... did not imagine being so broke.
BUT - I did not (could not) imagine how absolutely blessed I would be too. My husband loves me, tells me so all day. :) My kids are darling and beautiful and FULL of personality and joy. I could not imagine how important all my family would be to me. Parents, grandparents, siblings, in-laws, cousins. I could not imagine how loved we would be and how much love I would have for all of them too.

So here's to the first of many 29th birthdays. Because while my body, the lines on my face, bags under my eyes, and stray gray hair may tell me otherwise, I think I will refuse to be anything other than a twenty-something inside.

Happy Birthday to me :)

Saturday, October 15, 2011



Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Why I Don't Care if Someone Says I'm Not a Christian

Christian: A word full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

I remember reading Macbeth in high school because of the haunting soliloquy on life. “Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.” While I do not subscribe to the idea that life has no meaning, the quotation may be appropriately modified to fit the “Mormons-aren’t-christians controversy.” Because the word christian has been wholly hijacked by hucksters and frauds, it is appropriate to say that “christian” is a word spewed by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying, nothing.

As a member of the Church of Jesus Christ (LDS), I am neither concerned nor offended that a man like Pastor Jeffress does not view Mormons as christians. Pastor Jeffress’ position in his mega church is akin to ancient officials selling indulgences; he is, essentially, a spiritual loan shark. Of course, the good pastor is not unique. The money-changing table equivalents of televangelism are ubiquitous in the United States. Among others, former presidential hopeful, Mike Huckebee, secured his financial future by promising prayers for “gifts.” While this is par for the course for the modern “christian,” to the objective viewer, relying on a for-profit preacher to define other faiths is like relying on the tobacco companies to, honestly, extol the health virtues of cigarettes.

The unfortunate effect of pimping out the once proud title “christian” to these hucksters and frauds is that the title itself has become cheap, hollow, and vacuous. It is little more than a marketing object, like McDonald’s Golden Arches, or Nike’s Swoosh. The purveyors of “christian” cannot slap it on bumper stickers or novelty items fast enough. One of my personal favorites is a billboard with an unassuming “christian” couple who, in a loving embrace, profess to have found a church they “can believe in.” As if their subjective belief has anything to do with what makes Christianity, well, Christianity.

In the arduous campaign surrounding Proposition 8 in California, the LDS church took the brunt of the financial and public relations hits. In the humanitarian aid world, the LDS church does more than any other “christian” church. The LDS church spends more time and treasure to follow Jesus’ commandment to “Go and preach the gospel to every creature”, than any other “christian” church. Our marriage rates are higher and divorce rates are lower than other “christian” denominations. We give liberally to charities, are highly educated, and well respected in the world. But still, our “christian” brothers and sisters, while outwardly thankful, make sure the world knows that they do not view us as christians. Thus, we see a perplexing paradox. If it looks like a christian, walks like a christian, and acts like a christian, it must be a Mormon. But, if it looks like a Mormon, walks like a Mormon, and acts like a Mormon, it can’t possibly be a christian. Such is the logic of the noble Pastor Jeffress and his ilk.

The title "christian" is not important to me. I know who I am. I strive to be a true follower of Jesus Christ. Pastor Jeffress, and apparently a huge percentage of other for-profit Machiavellians in stetson, have decided that is not enough to make me a christian. Fine. When they is ready to stop being christians and decide to start following Jesus Christ, I know a couple of geeky young men in white shirts and ties that will be happy to show them the way.

Arboretum

Yesterday we went to the Dallas Arboretum! Greg's Aunt Norrie treated us along with Cami, Andrea, Addie and Nolan. It was A LOT of fun! They have it all decked out for fall. Their theme this year is "Fairy Tale Castles" - so you know the girls were going to be in heaven.

Well, apparently yesterday was some sort of mom-and-me day, because the place was packed! We couldn't even park at the Arboretum, we had to park a mile or so down the road. We didn't mind! There was a free bus you could ride down to the park. And Aimee and Jack LOVED the bus! Jack kept saying "Wow!" It was so cute.

Excited about the bus ride!


 Friends, reunited! Aimee and Addie are so dang funny together. Combined, they might have enough energy to power a small city for a few days. 



The whole baby gang. 


They decided that this is the way you pose on a throne.


Ok, I don't know what it was about this day - but I could not get Aimee to smile "normal" the entire time! 


 Pumpkin Patch Kids





 Jack's favorite pose: "The pointing at something over there"



 Addie consoling Aimee. Not sure what Aimee was upset about. I think it was just because they had to wait in line to take a picture in Cinderella's carriage. 


So sweet!
 They had a whole little village of pumpkin cottages


And the Cinderella carriage! Oh the highlight of the trip! Addie's expression was priceless!! 


 Norrie brought this dress especially for this photo-op!


A few with the two of them together. 


And yes, little miss got her turn. I dreaded it a little bit, because I knew that she'd never want to take it off... 



And sure enough, tragedy struck when I told Aimee that should could not take the glass slipper from Cinderella's cottage, just because she was dressed up like her. 


Oh mom, Why? Why?! 



And here is little Nolan. He was a total angel the entire time!! 


Here's some fun stuff - puddle splashing! 


First genuine smile from Aimee the whole trip! 


Some more of sweet Nolan.



All in all, it was a super fun trip! My only regret - I never took pictures of the grown ups!! It was so fun seeing Cami and getting to hang out with some of the Brassfield clan.