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hanneyjo
23 January 2018 @ 04:26 pm
Well, I've already fallen off the No Sweets bandwagon. Ha! I made King Cake for Andrew's birthday, and then it just kinda went downhill from there. I'm not going crazy on sweets or anything, but I made dessert for the missionaries, and I did partake.

It's probably a sad way of thinking, but I feel like when I get rid of sweets that I don't get to reward myself. Because I've always used them as a reward. What can I replace it with? Because I can't just go buy things for myself all the time. I'll have to think about this...

I thought about something I could write about the other day, and now I can't remember what it was. Random Rambling it is! Lucky you! And I mean singular you. Because maybe one person will read this.

Brooklyn has made her way into my seat and is screaming at me and trying to push me out of it. This is my seat. 2-year-olds don't make any sense. She woke up from a nap, and she's super grouchy.

My brain can't even come up with anything cool to write. So I guess that's all for now. Bye, y'all you.
 
 
Current Mood: annoyedannoyed
 
 
hanneyjo
17 January 2018 @ 01:57 pm
Boy, has this been a crazy week of weather! It all started Friday with sleet/snow. The kids got out of school, and Andrew was home from work. Saturday, it started to melt, and we ventured out into the world. Monday the kids were out of school for MLK day, then that night, it snowed AGAIN! The kids were out again, and Andrew was home again. Then because it got even colder Tuesday night and the roads were going to be icy, they cancelled school AGAIN! So my kids have been out of school 6 days in a row! 6 days! They've had a lot of fun, and this will be a good memory for them down the road. Their first real snow day! We never had those in Laredo! They've been so excited. I've been moderately excited. haha

Luckily, I was able to go grocery shopping, and we've been fine with being shut in. Andrew had to go to work today. I miss him. Snow days are more fun when he's here.

Saturday was his birthday, and he's 34 now! How weird is that! When we met, I was 17, and he was 18. Now we're in our mid 30s. Even though I understand how aging works, it still blows my mind. That probably sounds dumb, but it's true. It's a strange thing, getting older.

LJ has a link on the top of this page that says "Your 2017 in LJ." I clicked on it, and it said I had 11 entries last year. How sad! Sometimes I think about stopping this thing all together, but I still hang on. Mostly because I don't want to start a fresh blog. Nobody really reads this much anyway. It's kinda nice that way. Sometimes knowing that so many people read my stuff on Facebook makes me self-conscious. Also, I can put dirty jokes on here, and grandparents won't see it. Hey-o!

Boy, do I miss posting that's what she said on posts on social media...

Boy, I've used boy a lot in this post. I'm blaming it on the old Disney movies Andrew's put on during our snow break. They say "boy" a lot. We watched The Love Bug and The Shaggy Dog. They were grood.

Evan and Lauren are upstairs playing Scrabble. It's cute. They keep coming to ask me about points and if what they put is a word. I played Andrew in Scrabble yesterday. I beat him. Then, I realized that I never got the chance to play my Granny after I was a more skilled player, and it made me sad. I've been thinking about it off and on since then. I miss her, and she's not even gone yet. I need to finish scanning her pictures. Maybe that's what I can do today. They canceled church tonight. Woot! I love having things canceled! Less work for me!

I started thinking about all the entries I lost on Ujournal years ago, and it made me sad. All those memories lost. Sometimes I think that journaling for me is like a Pensieve for Dumbledore. I store things in a journal, so I don't have them swimming around in my head, and so I don't have to think about them anymore. Then, I can read about them whenever I want to remember them. The problem with that is that if I lose those entries, then I don't remember anything. Much of my college years is forgotten for that reason. My memory is horrible. I also don't remember a lot about being a teenager, but I think that's because I blocked out a lot. It was a hard time for me. My family will tell me things about me from that time frame, and I don't remember them at all. I found a picture of me on my 13th birthday, and I don't even remember having it. Weird.

Well, I think I'll start scanning my Granny's pictures. Andrew's grandpa recently died, and they made a slideshow about his life. I figure I'll be doing that for my Granny soon, so I should probably be prepared. I miss her. I miss calling her on the phone.

*sigh* Okay, I'll stop for now. Bye.
 
 
Current Mood: calmcalm
 
 
hanneyjo
08 January 2018 @ 03:43 pm
I found out today that sugar withdrawal is a thing. I've been feeling like crap the last few days. Pretty much ever since I got back from Arkansas. Ridiculously exhausted. My muscles aching. Terrible headaches. Chills. Sweats. It's been weird. I thought maybe I was getting what Owen and Brooklyn have, but I haven't had a fever at all like them. Then a day or two ago, I mentioned to Andrew that I haven't had sugary treats since Thursday, and he said jokingly, "Maybe that's what's wrong with you. You're having withdrawals." And I laughed. Then today I googled it, as I'm known to do every symptom ever... and lo and behold, sugar withdrawals match what I've been feeling.

What the heck, dude?

Just trying to better myself over here and get back on track, and my body acts like it's got the flu. I didn't even think I was that addicted to sugar, but I guess I was. It had gotten pretty bad there at the end. It was almost like I didn't even want to eat it anymore because it made me feel sick, but I couldn't stop myself. Okay, yeah, I guess I had a problem.

I was looking forward to the new year and getting past the holidays with all the treats that entails and getting my eating back on track. I didn't know my body would revolt against me. Geez man. I've been thinking I'm dying over here.

I uninstalled Facebook and Instagram from my phone because I waste too much of my life on there. I had been thinking about it for awhile, and then I read a general conference talk that pretty much sealed the deal for me. It was this talk. I've seen where some of my friends have chosen a "power word" for the New Year. I haven't really written anything down, but my unofficial one, I guess, is more of a phrase... "Be Present." How much of my kids' lives have I missed out on because I'm looking at a screen?

I'm not succeeding yet. I still have a hard time putting my phone down, but I think getting rid of those apps has drastically reduced my phone use. Mostly because I run out of things to look at. Also, I've noticed that I'm a little better at remembering things I need to do because I'm not getting distracted by my feed constantly. I still get on Facebook on the computer, but it doesn't last long because I get annoyed with it, and our scroll button on our mouse drives me bonkers. When I scroll down, it goes up and down over and over again. Blah. But that's good motivation to get off the computer.

Also, look at me! I'm writing instead of scrolling through crap, so there's that.

Also, also, my phone screen keeps messing up, and I need to get it fixed, but it's also good motivation b/c I get so frustrated that I quit looking at my phone.

So I haven't written down New Year's Resolutions, but I've been thinking about several. I guess I should write them down.

1. Eat right. Get healthy, so I can feel better. (I also want to lose some weight I gained, but I mostly just want to feel better.)
2. Finish writing my book.
3. Potty train Brooklyn.
4. Be more present with my kids.

That's all I can remember at the moment. That's good, right?

I'm so hungry. This eating right crap sucks.

It's going to get better. It's going to get better. It's going to get better.
 
 
Current Mood: hungryhungry
Current Music: Teen Titans Go
 
 
hanneyjo
I didn't finish NaNoWriMo this year. I got like 15K words in, and life got busy, but mostly I got tired. Awake enough to do things that don't require me to think but too tired to think about what to write. Also, I'm at a pretty emotional part of my book, and it's kinda hard to write, so there's that, too.

We hosted family here for Thanksgiving, and that was a lot of fun! My sister's family came, and my brother's family came to surprise her. We had so much fun, and we made so much food, and it was all delicious! I wished that my stomach had been bigger to eat it all.

I've had old LJ entries showing up in my facebook memories, and it made me miss writing in here, but I also feel like I'm super boring now, so I don't have anything to write. I also get embarrassed sometimes when I see what I wrote. haha I was an open book, and I think that I'm not anymore, so that makes it harder to write.

I just cleaned up some pee off the carpet. I forgot to tell Owen that I locked the hall bathroom door because the toilet is stopped up. I tried to unstop it, but I'm thinking there might be a toy in there. I was babysitting today, and I realized that the little boy was being extra quiet. I went to find him, and he was in the bathroom butt naked, and his shirt sleeves were all wet. I'm now starting to think that maybe they were wet from toilet water. haha But the really bad thing is that Owen pooped in that toilet, so now there's poop in there and possibly a toy. Oh, and I peed in it. So that's waiting for Andrew to get home. haha

I borrowed a book from the library called "Parenting the Strong-Willed Child." It's supposed to be a 5 week thing. I'm on week 1. It's not going so well. So I'm supposed to do what they call "Attending." I set aside 10 min play times with Owen, and then I just say what he's doing very enthusiastically. Like, "You're stacking the blocks! You're making the cars go vroom!" Stuff like that. I'm like 2 minutes into the first time, and Owen says, "Why are you saying everything I'm doing?" haha So that didn't take him long to figure out. I guess I'm not very good at it. And it's true. I'm not. The idea is to stop giving directions and asking questions all the time. And I didn't realize how much I did that until I tried this. But anyway, now that Owen has figured it out, he tries to do really weird stuff, so I'll say what he's doing, and he's acting worse. Fun times. But I'm supposed to just ignore when he does things he's not supposed to do (to not give him negative attention), so I just end up sitting there waiting for me to do something I can say. It's not been great. And it's been hard to be motivated when it's not going well. I'll keep trying, though. I have to figure this boy out, or I'm going to go crazy. He can be so sweet at times.

It made me really sad yesterday because I was sitting with him, and I told him not to let anyone ever tell him he's a bad boy because he's not. And he said he was. I told him he wasn't, and he said, "Yes, I am because I do bad things all the time." It made me feel awful. And then 10 minutes later, I had to put him in his room for being destructive. *sigh* I don't want him to grow up thinking he's a bad boy. I hope this book helps.

Blabbity, blabbity, blabbity. Bye.
 
 
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hanneyjo
18 November 2017 @ 12:56 am
Since I'm here, I might as well write about Halloween, too. It's really late, and I should be sleeping, but hey-o!

Also, I need something to distract me from staring at that baby picture of Evan and missing my little baby boy.

Our Halloweens always start with a Trunk or Treat with our church. Andrew and I usually dress up for that and not actually on Halloween. I was pretty proud of our costumes this year. Not gonna lie.

Andrew went as Captain Obvious.

He was actually Captain Obvious last year, but since we moved, he just reused the costume. I got that coat at a thrift store for like $1, and then I added the embellishments. Those are my band medals from high school. Ha! The hat was probably the most expensive part. He won an award for funniest costume. Obviously. :)

I was Mia Thermopolis from The Princess Diaries.

A lot of people thought I was Hermione. Like 95% of people. Some people had never even seen The Princess Diaries, and that just made me sad. We watched it with the kids for our next Family Movie Night. I still love that movie. The only money I spent on this costume was to buy tall socks. My favorite kind of costumes. So long, trolley people!

And here we are together.

A princess and a captain.

The kids dressed up for both the Trunk or Treat and Halloween night. Evan even dressed up for school that day.

Ash Ketchum from Pokemon.

I bought a blue button up shirt and a white polo and some yellow felt. Boom. Cheap Ash Ketchum. I stole the Pokeball idea from Pinterest. The paint chipped off pretty easy, though. I probably should've sprayed if after. Oh, and I couldn't find green gloves, so I painted some white ones green. And I cheated on the hat, and just bought one from Amazon. He loves it. He's wearing it on his campout, actually.

Raven from Teen Titans Go.

I loved Lauren's costume. She looked especially good walking around getting candy. I bought the purple cape. She had the black leotard already. I made the belt out of foam that I spray painted and put jewels on. I painted some old shoes purple and dyed some leg warmers purple. I painted her face white, and I was worried it was going to look bad, but I think it turned out good. She loved being Raven.

Dry Bones from Mario.

If you're obsessed with me and my family (and why wouldn't you be? ha), then you might remember that Evan was this same costume way back when. Owen wanted to be Beast Boy to go along with Lauren's Raven, but when I told him we'd have to paint his face green, he changed his mind. He saw a picture of Evan as Dry Bones and wanted to be Dry Bones, too. I changed it up a bit this time, though. Instead of trying to make Dry Bones head out of foam, I just hot glued his eyes and mouth to a white hat. And last time I used white tape for the leg bones, but this time I painted them on. I didn't spend a lot on this costume, either. Oh, and his shell is a roasting pan that I spray painted, and we clipped it on with suspenders. I think he looks so stinkin' adorable. I want to kiss his cheeks whenever I see this picture.

Brooklyn was a frog. Ribbet.

As soon as I said I wanted to take her picture, she went into this position and said, "Ribbet!" haha We've had this costume for years and years, but she's the first one to actually wear it for Halloween. And she wore it well. Every time I saw her walking in that costume, I couldn't help but giggle. This was the first Halloween that Brooklyn could really participate. She loved it. She was so happy the entire time. And she did NOT want anyone else to hold her candy bag. That was HER candy bag! She walked around without a stroller and never complained. Never whined. She had the time of her life.

We got invited to go trick or treating with some friends.

Look at all those kids! What a fun crew! We had a good time. Trick or treating is always better with company!

At lastly, this picture makes me laugh.

Not that the picture itself is funny, but it was shortly after this that we realized Brooklyn's diaper was leaking, and Andrew was wet. I laughed and laughed. Poor guy.

Overall, Halloween this year was awesome! We didn't have any sick people as in year's past, so that was a bonus. The kids got tons of candy, and that neighborhood wasn't a Cheapy McCheapface like me, and they bought the good candy. I loved all our costumes, and I had a lot of fun putting them together. I'm not skilled with sewing, but I've figured out how to work around it and get by with the skills I do have. I love Halloween because it reminds me of my mom and how much fun she had creating costumes. When I make them, I feel like I have a little piece of her in me.
 
 
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
 
 
 
hanneyjo
18 November 2017 @ 12:12 am
My Evan is growing up on me. He turned 11 on the 4th. Tonight he is on his first ever Boy Scout campout, and this is the first time he's ever been away from me and not been with family. I hugged him and teared up when we were packing his bags.

So I've been thinking about him and wondering how he's doing, and I thought I'd put that energy to good use and write about his birthday a few weeks ago.

When I asked Evan what he wanted on his cake this year, he thought about it for a long time. He didn't want to repeat any he'd had before. When he finally told me he'd made a decision, I didn't expect him to say Trogdor the Burninator. I introduced the kids to Homestarrunner.com awhile back, and he LOVES Strong Bad. He wanted to be Strong Bad for Halloween, actually, but I told him he wouldn't be able to wear a mask at the church Trunk or Treat, so he changed his mind. He walks around singing Strong Bad songs all the time. He knows more about that site than I do, and I'm the one that taught him about it.

Anyway, I laughed at first, but then I thought, dude, that's super easy. It's a crudely drawn picture of a dragon. That's right about my skill level!

Behold, Trogdor the Burninator!

Burninating the Birthday! Burninating the Presents!
Lauren helped me with the sprinkles. Oh, and the 'S' is for "sucks."

Here's the birthday boy with his cake.

I thought his candles were funny. I don't know if anybody else did.

We had his birthday party in Alabama because we were going to be in town that weekend for my niece's bridal shower. He was happy to have it with his cousins. Now that I think about it, he celebrated with his Brown cousins last year in Arkansas. We travel a lot for his birthday, I guess.

Anyway, we invited all the family over and sang happy birthday and had cake and ice cream and PRESENTS!

Here are some of the presents he received from all of us.

A book from Lauren. (That she got from the Shop of Granna right before the party.)


A chess set from us. He made the chess team at school, so we got him a nice wooden chess set to practice.


This crazy sleeping bag from Amy. He sleeps in it every night now. It's so soft.


Helicopter spinners from the Walkers. These spin really high and are pretty cool.


Coloring books from Marion's family and an apple pie, which he ate up delightfully.


Clothes and a yoga ball from Papa and Granna. He asked several times for a yoga ball. Such a funny thing for an 11-year-old to ask for! But he's loved it!

After cake and ice cream, Evan wanted to play "Pin the Muscle Arm on Trogdor." So I whipped up this poster using my MSPaint skills and Voila! Instant fun!

Doesn't he look so tall? Geez, man.

All the kids drew their own muscley arm, and then they had to spin blindfolded the number of years old they were. It was all fun and games until my niece and her friend came over, and they were 15 and 17. Ha! They didn't make it all the way to their age. :D

After the party, Evan got invited by his big boy cousins to go play video games, and he was in heaven. We were going to take him out to eat for his birthday, but when I heard that they offered, I knew we were going to get booted. haha I'm happy they let him hang out. I know he loved it!

It's been surreal watching Evan grow up. He's my first born, so everything that's new for him is new for me, too. Part of me thinks he's still that little chubby cheeked baby I used to snuggle with so long ago. But he's not. He's growing into such a good young man. So full of kindness. So intelligent. So funny! So tall! I love having conversations with him. I love that he tries to make me laugh. And I love to make him laugh. It's fun having an older kid I can joke around with. He's such a good boy, too. He really tries to choose the right. He wants to. I love watching him grow, and even though I miss ole chubby cheeks, I'm grateful that I get the opportunity to experience life with my handsome young man, Evan.


My sweet chubby cheeks baby. I remember loving this picture because he was walking away, and I thought it was a perfect depiction of his personality. Always moving forward. :)
 
 
Current Mood: nostalgicnostalgic
 
 
hanneyjo
31 October 2017 @ 02:12 pm
Our family has started a new adventure. Actually, I doubt the kids would describe it as an adventure. Evan's been referring to it as "the program."

It all started Sunday at church. We had a lesson with the men and women combined 3rd hour, and it was about addiction, specifically, technology addiction.

It hit Andrew and me both pretty hard. Our whole family has issues with technology. All different issues, but issues. So we discussed it as a couple and then as a family and set some rules. We're on day 1 of "the program," and it's rough. Not gonna lie. haha

The rules:
1. The kids are only allowed an hour of technology a day. 2 hours on the weekends. This is hard for me during the day because I let Owen and Brooklyn watch a lot of TV while I did things. Now I just let them watch while I shower and then turn it off. I've been going crazy. It'll get better, right?

2. Andrew and I will not use phones or tablets for anything but phone calls and texts from the time the kids get home from school until they go to bed. This was actually Andrew's idea which makes me happy. I've tried tech-free before, but he wasn't on board. I'm really happy he's on board this time.

3. Mainly for me, I've made a rule to not use my phone as much during the day. I waste a lot of time just looking through facebook. It's dumb. So I'm trying to be better about it.

Those are the main things. We'll revisit the rules in the summer. It's quiet/nap time right now which is why I'm on the computer. I'm also getting everything in order for NaNoWriMo to start tomorrow. I was going to do it on the desktop this time, and I installed Scrivener and got my file transferred over and everything. Then it hit me that I can't take the desktop with me when I travel which we do a lot on the weekends, so I'm on the laptop. It's really slow, but it's portable. I'm going to be waking up when Andrew gets up for work which is before 5am. I'm not excited about that part, but honestly, I'm usually kind of awake anyway because he's loud, and lately Evan's been waking up freakishly early. And he can't just quietly get ready. He has to come ask me questions, and my niceness doesn't show up until after my alarm goes off. If you wake me up before it goes off, I cannot guarantee that nice words will come out of my mouth.

The charge cord for this laptop has a short in it which is annoying. I would like a new laptop. Maybe a tablet/laptop combo of some sort. But that requires money, and we spend too much of that as it is. So ole reliable here will do.

We've been watching Stranger Things this week, and I keep thinking about it. The endings of each episode kill me. I love how authentic they made the 80s setting. The sheets that Michael uses to cover his makeshift tent for Eleven? Those were the same sheets my brothers had. Crazy.

Well, I think I might close my eyes for a bit before the kids get home and chaos ensues. Hasta la pasta.
 
 
Current Mood: lazylazy
 
 
hanneyjo
30 October 2017 @ 02:35 pm
Two Days until NaNoWriMo starts, and I don't feel prepared at all, but I'm just going to be a pantser this year, I guess. I wrote out a timeline, but I think mostly I just need to start writing and see where it goes.

I'm watching a video right now on Facebook by Carol Tuttle. She's the Child Whisperer lady. I go back and forth between feeling like I'm a Type 1 or a Type 2. Does anybody else read those books? When I read the kids one, I recognize a lot of Type 2 traits from when I was a kid. But I don't relate to them as an adult. I don't know what that means. I don't know if it really matters, but it's something I want to figure out about myself. Andrew thinks it's all silly. I tell him it's true to his Type 4 nature to be skeptical. haha He rolls his eyes at me. :D

There's a lot going on in my life at the moment. Well, I guess just one major thing that's really thrown me for a loop. My Granny is dying. She's 88 years old. She's eating less and less every day. She hasn't gotten out of bed in weeks. I try not to dwell on it too much, but it really hurts. She is my mom's mom. I feel like she was the last connection I had to my mom. It almost feels like I'm losing her all over again. I've been calling almost every day. I haven't been able to talk to her, but I talk to my Uncle Sammy who is taking care of her. It is very hard on him, but I'm so grateful he's there, and she isn't in a nursing home.

Also, since I'm about to start writing in my book again, and it's about my mom, I've been thinking a lot about the night that she died. I asked my siblings questions about it, and well, I'm glad that we're talking about it instead of just ignoring it or joking about it. It's nice to feel like I'm not the only one that hurts.

Grief is a strange beast. It doesn't matter how many years it's been. You can still feel as much pain as you felt when it happened. There was a quote by Sylvester Stallone on an episode of This Is Us a few weeks ago that I thought was perfect.

"In my experience Kevin, there is no such thing as a long time ago. There's only memories that mean something and memories that don't."

I related a lot to Kevin in that moment. It's hard to remember sometimes. But I want to at the same time.

That's such a good show. I'm behind, though.

Tomorrow is Halloween! My kids are excited. I wonder how many more years I have of Evan wanting to go Trick or Treating and dressing up. Once we get past Halloween, I'll post pictures of their costumes. We already had the church Trunk or Treat, but that was a crazy day, and Andrew ended up being in charge of getting the 3 youngest dressed while I was driving back from Nashville. He didn't get individual shots, so I want to do that on Halloween.

Well, my kids are out of quiet time, so I guess I need to end this. I miss writing. I need to do it more often. I guess I will be next month.
 
 
Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative
 
 
hanneyjo
23 October 2017 @ 02:55 pm
So NaNoWriMo is coming up, and I've committed myself to do it, but I haven't done any prep work. Honestly, it's because I'm going to be working on the book that I started 3 years ago that I still haven't finished. So I've already got things kinda worked out in my head. It's just a matter of actually taking the time to write. So I figured in the meantime, I should probably just be writing anything to get in the habit of writing since I hardly ever do it anymore.

I hooked an old keyboard up to our computer because the one that came with it drives me bonkers. The keys are all really low to the base, and the backspace key is TINY! Instead I always hit the home button, and it's the worst. So I found this old one that has a big backspace key, so I can mess up and fix my problems with relative ease.

I have the most exciting things to write about, yes?

Backspace keys! Revolutionary stuff right here.

I've thought about things I could post about in the last few weeks, but I can't think of any of them right now. That figures.

Halloween is coming up soon, and I've got the kids' costumes just about ready. Evan is going to be Ash Ketchum. Lauren is going to be Raven from Teen Titans Go. Owen is going to be Dry Bones from Mario. Brooklyn is going to be a frog. Andrew is reusing his Captain Obvious costume from last year. I still have no idea what I'm going to be. I tried looking up DIY ideas on Pinterest, but, of course, every costume for women was slutty. So that wasn't a big help. I was looking up costume ideas for Owen's Dry Bones, and there were some slutty versions of that, too. Seriously, guys? Halloween doesn't have to mean show off your boobs. It's especially awkward when my kids are looking things up with me.

Also, it's creepy what people will draw cartoon characters doing. My kids aren't allowed to look them up for that reason. Yikes.

I'm so tired. I tried to take a nap, but Brooklyn, who is supposed to be napping, hurt herself twice in her room playing. She didn't get much sympathy from me. I told her she should've been in bed and put her back in bed. I'm sweet. In the morning I thought about all the things I was going to accomplish today, and now it's afternoon, and all I want to do is sleep. I finally gave that up and made my way over here.

I took a Myers-Briggs personality test awhile back, and for my personality type it mentioned that I need to do creative things, but I put them off because of other things that need to be doing. I feel like I have to do those first before I can reward myself by doing creative things. But in reality I would be reenergized by taking the time to be creative and still able to do the things that need doing. I do that a lot. I never take the time to write because I have so many other things I need to do. I should be sweeping right now. And mopping. But I'm taking the advice of the test results.

A lot of times, though, I don't want to do what needs doing, so I just end up doing nothing.

I wish my kids would nap. I'm going a little crazy today.

Ah, now the older ones are home. I guess I'm done now. Bye.
 
 
Current Mood: sleepysleepy
 
 
hanneyjo
17 October 2017 @ 11:27 am
2 years ago on October 1st, we were blessed with my little angel baby Brooklyn. She was sweet and calm and happy. She would let me hold her and snuggle her when I was feeling overwhelmed with taking care of things while Andrew was away working, and we were in the process of moving. She was just the sweetest little baby.

Then she turned two.

Ha. Seriously, though, what is it about two that brings on the reign of terror? She's become little miss sassy pants for sure. She doesn't have time to snuggle me anymore, either, b/c she's got things to do. She will very loudly let you know if she doesn't like whatever it is you're doing. And she can fight back with the best of 'em. She is spunky and busy and still as cute as a button.

Cuter than a button, actually. I mean, are buttons even cute? I've never looked at a button and thought, "Oh, that is a cute button." Never.

Anyway, even with her newfound sassiness, she is still a sweetheart. She doesn't give out hugs and kisses all willy nilly, so when she does, it's pretty special. She loves to dance and be silly. She has the cheesiest little grin when she's being silly where she juts out her bottom teeth. Oh, it's adorable. She gets attention everywhere we go with her blonde curls, big blue eyes, and friendly demeanor. She makes friends everywhere she goes. She says more and more words every day, and even surprises me with some sentences. She's adventurous and brave. Is there something up high that she wants? No problem. She'll climb up there and get it. A little thing like heights won't keep her down. She can do it, and most of the time I let her (when it's safe.)

She has been such a joy in our family, and we all just love her. It was a lot of fun to celebrate her on her birthday.

What did we do?

I'm so glad you asked.

Since Brooklyn was born in the beginning of October, her birthday tends to fall around our church's General Conference. This time it was on that Sunday. We were pretty lucky because that meant my dad didn't have to do anything for his church calling, so he and my step-mom Cheryl came, and my sister Amy tagged along. I'm so happy they were there to celebrate our Brooklyn. We had cake and ice cream in between conference sessions. Nothing big. Just cake, ice cream, and presents. She was pretty excited about it all, though.

Here's the cake I made for her.

She loves Poppy. It was so funny. Any time I would ask her if it was her birthday, she'd say, "Caaaake." haha Funny thing was, she only ate ice cream and didn't even touch her cake. Silly kid.

Here she is being cute with her cake.


As if she could be anything but cute.

One of the things I love about Brooklyn is that if she gets excited about something, she puts her hands up to her mouth and giggles.



Oh, me. It makes ME giggle. I love it.

And here she is eating her ice cream.



Only licking her "caaaake."

Oh, the cheese is strong with this one.


I love that face.

She got lots of cool presents from us and our guests. She got a puppy and a baby doll stroller from us that she, ahem, picked out herself at Walmart...



I love this picture because you can tell how excited she was about Amy's present. That little hand!



Papa and Granna got her a new book and a sorting shapes toy which she's already mastered like a boss.


The kids wanted to get her a gift, so they picked out a Poppy troll doll and a tiny Flipazoo pet.

(She helped us pick those out, too.)

After the party, we watched more conference, then our guests had to leave. :( Since we had been cooped up all day, we took a family walk to the park.

Our fearless children!




These two walked Bruiser around the walking trail a few times. Such good little pet owners.


She was doing this on her own, and Andrew rushed over to supervise.

Fearless, I tell you.

After showers and PJs, we had some time before bedtime, so we played Life. Or rather, we tried to play as Owen and Brooklyn tried to mess up the game.

But it was fun, and I think everybody had a good time.

We sure do love our Brooklyn. I feel so blessed to have her in our lives these past two years, and I can't wait to see where this brave, spunky, sweet girl goes in life.
 
 
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