Saturday, December 31, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
And I won't care the least about wearing make-up.
And my hair will be dreaded by next Tuesday.
And I will stink like fish guts and salmon eggs, and love it. Because in Soldotna, everyone stinks like fish.
And I may eat a couple of jumbo size Butterfingers while fishing on the Kenai. And give Westyn a few.
And I will be forced to drink regular coffee for 7 straight mornings with a few Starbucks runs inbetween.
And I may have a few apple fritters or maple bars from the local donut shop that is To. Die. For.
And I will watch Troy introduce his little girl to all of his childhood "Uncles" that all happen to look like Santa Claus or somebody that sleeps in the bush. But are the coolest people on the planet.
And I will sit on the river bank with a bottle of Alaskan Amber watching all the guide boats come in for the day.
And I will drink 20 bottles of wine in 7 days with my Father-in-Law, because that's just what we do.
CANNOT wait to get on that plane Friday morning so I can lose touch with my sometimes high-maintenance self and turn into a grisly fisherman.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
She was literally picking the clams and mussels out of the shell with her fingers and shoveling them in her mouth. Good thing the shellfish is free and 3 steps away.
This was 2 minutes before Campbell ran and got her own kiddie cart and her and Westyn were chasing eachother through the wine aisle. No Joke. I did not make friends at the Belfair QFC that day. I left sweating and embarassed.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
(At Grasslawn playing in the sandbox. Look at that face! I die.)
(Walking in the park with Hayden)
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
and for awesome nights walking in the village experiencing the best place on earth thru Westyn's eyes and enjoying my 31st birthday with my family
I can hardly think of anything else seeing that we leave for Whistler next Tuesday night for FIVE NIGHTS!! Although my impending work deadline is keeping me busy. I don't think we've been on vacation since fishing in Alaska when I was pregnant, and we really don't call that vacation anyways - shhh, don't tell Larry. I haven't been to Whistler longer than 3 nights since I was in college and the thought of 5 nights makes me giddy. We will be renting skiis for Westyn this year so stay tuned for some absurd pictures.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
At this point we thought she was going to pee on Troy since she fought putting her diaper back on. This was after she asked to go potty on the toilet for the 25th time that hour.
Please stay funny little girl, you are definitely one in a million.
One more thing. This morning when she woke up and I went into her room to get her, I opened her door and the first thing I hear is, "Oh Momma, you scared me". What 'almost' two-year-old says stuff like that?
Friday, January 14, 2011
My where has the time gone? Oh yeah, I remember. Its been spent with my sweet beautiful funny devil-child. Does that make sense? No? Well let me explain. Westyn knows EXACTLY what to do to get what she wants. She will be the sweetest little girl on the planet, playing nicely and then all of a sudden when we are not responding to what she wants... no NEEDS, now, she freaks out. Like I'm talkin' throws a tantrum; arms and legs flailing on the floor, screaming, whining, the works. It's pretty hysterical really. But then when we cave in because we truly think she may hurt herself, she is perfectly fine. Like nothing happened. Oh joy, what is 2 going to be like? I'm not going to lie, she is a very difficult child but she is also so very perfect that I wouldn't trade her in for a mega millions win.
If I could just bottle up this little girl and show her to the world, I think there would be more happiness and humor. She's like this fireball of sunshine. I would have several more photos to share with you but unfortunately every time I take a picture of her she moves before I'm done because she wants to see. She says, 'See, See Mommy, See picture' So every picture I have from over the holidays is blurred because her face is moving out of the view to get a good look at nothing. And then she's dissapointed because the picture sucks.
Taking a nap with my Dad at the Canal
Caught red-handed. We're probably bad parents for letting her climb on the countertops.
Again, another day, another climbing on the countertops.