Year Two...

1- Anything your baby does is amazing/entertaining... literally anything.

2- Having a social butterfly for a child is a blessing, even though I would love to be clung to, or missed every once in a while.

3- The terrible two's have nothing on age three, Nothing.

4- Children make holidays that much more fun.

5- Taking family pictures is a joke.

6- Your children love you as fiercely as you love them.

Things I Have Learned Since Becoming a Mom...

I'm a mom...I've been a mom for three years now and in that three years I have learned some things. Some good things, some funny things, some useful things, some random things. I've decided that taking the time to jot down a list of  these lessons I have learned by the year, would be both reflective and therapeutic in a way for me and entertaining to my children in the future. Who knows maybe these lessons learned will eventually be cherished by me and my children...maybe not. Whatever they do my kids will know how becoming their mother affected me, challenged me, and changed me for the better. To me that is priceless. 

So that's the plan, every year around Mother's Day.  I have some catching up to to do so bare with me for the next three days...Thankfully the past three years are pretty fresh in my brain.

Year One:

1- Great things come in small packages.

2- Sleep deprivation is inevitable.

3- It is amazing how you can love something so fiercely...immediately.

4- When a diaper comes off...Boy Scout Motto; BE PREPARED.

5- Our lives changed forever on 10.12.09 

A Quick Little Anecdote...

So the other day Deakon and I went to see Dr. Hawley for his well child visit, she wanted to evaluate his speech so she started to ask him questions...

Dr. Hawley: "Deakon what's your favorite fruit?"

Deakon: "mmm...fru nacks!"

Seriously kid...way to make me look bad.

Dr. Hawley: "Okay, what's your favorite vegtable?"

Eyes up toward the right corner of the ceiling, hand cupping chin, index finger tapping lips,thinking really hard...

 Deakon: ..."fwench fwies!"

Who gets the worst mom of the year award...This momma.

So here's proof that Deakon, your favorite fruit at the age of three is in fact bananas. NOT fruit snacks.

Silly Kid.

Besides Blogging I've...

Been landing jobs left and right. Okay not exactly left and right but compared to my luck in Idaho things have really turned around. YAY! I have managed to be hired at two different offices working a total of three days a week between the two. The offices are so nice, the DDS's are awesome and I'm really liking getting paid to do what I learned in school. Plus I'm home enough to feel like I'm getting in quality time with Deakon as well. It's great! So much better than the eight months I was left jobless in Idaho. I finally received my license in January and was hired at the offices a week later.

Enjoying being home with this little dude. He's getting quite the personality and our conversations we have daily are beyond my favorite. His little brain is starting to put things together faster than I can keep up with...

 Making grand attempts to catch up on Project Life. I've tackled 2012 and bought a new kit for 2013. It's brought back my love of scarpbooking. It's easy, and cute and I love that I'm actually documenting our everyday moments...

Finishing Deakon's room. This room has been a work in progress and I think I'm getting all the little touches put together... I will do a post about that soon.

 (Also Preston and I got a new king bed, cue the angel chorus singing hallelujah! So with a new bed naturally comes a new bedroom for us. Right? uh-huh.)

Being Preston's cheerleader. Ya know in October when we came out here Preston took a standardized Police exam that sends results to various departments in the state that accept the test. Well, not far after the big move we started to get letters from police departments saying he needed to take the new version of the test that came out in January and they weren't going to accept the old tests. FRUSTRATING. Needless to say Preston took an exam for Bellingham Police department who are looking to hire and is ranked #6 on their list. That's huge! So now we wait, and wait and cross our fingers, and see where that leads us. 

Visiting Idaho, man I miss home...so bad. I got to hop on a plane and visit for a week or so. It was so fun, and made me miss home even more.

We spent quality time with family and went and visited very missed friends...A visit to Chik.Fil.A and Cafe Rio may have happened a time or two as well.

 Celebrated Grandma No no's 90th birthday. 90. crazy. Love that sweet woman.

Also I've been fighting off the urge to get one of these...

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I want one so bad! I either need a bunny or a baby and the baby thing isn't happening as easily as it did the  first time. At least that's my counter argument in Preston and I's bunny debate.

Hip-pity hop...

Dear Deakon,

Just a quick little note...When you were in my tummy I had mommy day dreams about us cuddled up on the couch, or in your rocking chair while reading a book. You would giggle and point and pay attention to all the cute little pictures. You would love to have me read to you. Reality check... you honestly couldn't have cared less about making my day dream a reality.

 Since you were tiny your attention span has lasted oh...um, about 2.5 seconds. Only lately, within the last few months or so have you really started to pay attention to the books I attempt to read to you. You love the bright cheery pictures, and pay attention to the story-lines. It's gotten really fun to read to you. We usually read a book right before "quiet time" aka: nap time (can't call it nap time anymore, if it has the N-word in it you absolutely refuse to sleep no matter how heavy your little eyelids are). We also read right after prayers and before bed. You choose a book and Dad or I take turns laying in your big boy bed reading to you. You love it when I read in character voices, point out colors, and letters and shapes.

 Although my favorite part... my VERY favorite part is when I'm done reading, you ask to read the story to me. No matter how tired I am. No matter what kind of day we have had, I take the time to snuggle next to you for a few more minutes and listen...

Listen to you re-tell the story how you see it. You have a good little memory and can repeat the story back to me pretty seamlessly. However it always has a cute little three year old spin to it. I love that time of day and will cherish it forever. Love you to bits, Mommy.

{Favorite books currently are: Tickle Monster, Boogie Monster, Splat the Cat, your ABC Book, and the Little Quack Books.}

"Happy Balentimes..."

That's how my tender hearted three year old says it. Pulls at the 'ol heart strings every time. There have been a lot of happenings in our home since we made the move. All of which could be a post all on their very own. Which I don't have the patience for, nor do you have the time to read that many posts. I've never been the type of blogger that feels like I have to keep up on our lives in chronoloigical order. If I fall behind, I fall behind. If it's that important I'll write about it anyway. Catching up with everything that goes on is burdensome and takes the fun out it. I just pop in here and there and document things as I feel. It can cause for some inconsistency on the blog, but whatev. I'll mention all the changes eventually.

 Until then we celebrated Valentines day like everyone else... a day full of chocolate, pink, red, hearts, and love.

That cute subway art was a birthday present from Lyssie. She made it herself, she's graduating soon with a major in graphic design. You better believe I'm going to take full advantage of that. :] 

Home made tortilla chips and nachos for dinner. 

 

This little man stole my heart from day one.

Merry Christmas...