Brier & Kadee Playing

Brier and his cousin Kadee got to play together this past Saturday and they had tons of fun together.

Brier & Kadee Preview

Check back tomorrow for some more cute pictures of Brier and his cousin Kadee playing.

It's Fun to be One!!!

Yesterday was Baylor's 1st birthday, I can't hardly believe it. I couldn't help but be a little sad knowing she's not considered a baby anymore, now I have to consider her a toddler. When Brier turned one I was excited and thought it was going to get easier (was that a dumb thought) but with her I want her to stay just like she is for awhile. But on the other hand I'm looking forward to getting to do fun things as a family that you don't get to do when you have a baby.

By the way she is walking but I think she hasn't gotten her nerve to if someone isn't right there to catch her because usually Brier gets excited when she's walking and starts running towards her and when she sees him coming she sits down really fast.

I'm a Cowboy, BABY

This was Baylor's very first horse ride. Can you believe it? We went this long before she got on a horse. She really liked it until Dusty walked off and I think she got scared then. She's such a daddy's girl.

Baylor wrangling her walker.


Brier with his new boots and saddle.



Even Trista joined us.


Girl time at Lori's bridal luncheon.

Picture this, take out the fact that they're just wee ones and they are naked in the tub. Does this not look just like, Brier pimpin' it and Trista acting swanky because she got him and Baylor acting heartbroken because he didn't choose her. Do you see it?

Baylor's 1st popsicleHer yelling at me because we were all laughing at her.

Wondering what I've been up to?

Just a little of this
and that
and some of this

and Brier is my sweetheart right now but I'm sure they'll flip again.

8 things I loved in '08

1. Completing our family with a baby girl, Baylor Grace.
2. Embarking on the terrible 2's with Brier.
3. Getting a new ride but I'm not loving the payments.
4. Laying on the beach in Cancun.
5. Seeing my SIL, Amy, finally get married.
6. Potty training Brier.
7. Celebrating my 5 year anniversary with Dusty.
8. Shonnie getting pregnant.

and one more 9. Laughing so hard I cried with with Mimi in Las Vegas.

Pretty Please, Santa

Dear Santa,

I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my two children on demand, visited the doctor's office several time even stayed in the hospital, washed hundreds of loads of laundry, been thrown up on and pooped on countless time.

I was hoping you could spread my list out over several Christmases, since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles; and who knows when I'll find anymore free time in the next 18 years.

Here are my Christmas wishes:

• I want arms that don't flap in the breeze but are strong enough to carry a screaming toddler out of the toy aisle at Walmart and carry out 4 bags of trash at a time.
• I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my pregnancy with Baylor.
• And if you're hauling big ticket items this year I'd like a car with stain proof carpet, fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music.
• It would be nice to have a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals or people dressed in crazy costumes that make me have nightmares.
• I could also use a recording of monks chanting, "No Playdoh on the carpet", "Leave her alone", and "Spit it out".

If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for a hot bath without 2 kids and a dog watching me or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container or that comes out of a box and has to be heated in the microwave for 2 minutes removed stirred and heated for another minute.

If you don't mind I could also use a Christmas miracle to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ranch and Dr. Pepper a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.

Got to run the buzzer on the dryer is ringing and Brier saw my feet under the laundry room door and he is turning the nob.

P.S. While your here can you fold the endless basket of laundry and carry out the sack of dirty diapers. Thanks!

Love,
Adrian