.O.

I'm a lucky girl. I got my prize. In more ways than one.

I love this man. My best friend in the whole world. My first crush. My first kiss. My first love. Sure, I could kill him some days...figuratively speaking...sort of. But, my life was never complete...and would have never been complete without him.

O, I love you more than I ever have. More than the first time I knew I loved you. Life's been more than a roller coaster for both of us. But, through every up...every down...we're always at the end of the ride TOGETHER. Sometimes a little tattered, but together none-the-less. I think that's all that really matters in the end.

I love the way you look at our babies. It melts my heart more than you will ever know. I love your dark curly hair. I love your smile. Your kindness. Your ability to make me laugh even when I'm angry. The way you smile at me and kiss me every night you get home.

I love us. I love the life we have created together. The life Heavenly Father has blessed us with. I love the fact that I have won the prize I dreamed about my whole life. You.

I cannot wait to spend eternity with you.

I love you, O.

(now do I get my back massage tonight? ;)

bird

Things that Make Me Smile

Some people base their happiness on their immaculate home.
I'm just happy when you can walk across my floor without tripping on a monster truck or having a milk-sogged froot-loop stuck to the bottom of your foot.

Some people smile because they drive the fastest, most expensive car.
Ok, so maybe I'm a wee bit jealous when a red 'vette flies past me on the interstate as I frantically search (one handed) for a napkin to fling across the length of my Tahoe to soak up juice that Tripp spilled in the back seat.

Some people base their wealth on the amount of money they have in the bank.
I'm just thrilled when there's enough in the account to make a much needed Walmart run.

What makes me happy...what makes smile...what makes me feel that I am blessed beyond measure...are these four little beings. Four little monsters. Four little beggars, mess makers, comedians, dancers, arguers, snuggle bugs, hug-givers, friends... These four kids are what make me smile each and every day. Sure, there are moments a smile is the farthest thing from my face. Particularly when I find my makeup covering my make-up table. But that's all part of it, I guess. But, these guys are my world. My life. I look at them and feel as if I have accomplished everything in this life that I was meant to do. I am beyond blessed for what the Lord has given to me.

So, when you pass me in your brand new car, I may be a little jealous, but just know that what I have INSIDE my ol' Tahoe is what makes me smile. (I'll just buy my new 'vette when I retire ;)

Little Bit

My, how fast 6 months flies by. Especially when you're in love with something as sweet as my Estella. Happy 6 months bit-bit. Mommy loves you bigger than the city (stole that line from your brother ;). Can't wait to watch you grow and grow.

Love eternally,
Mommy

(yea, we had to model the hats Kacky sent for Christmas...THANKS Kacky!!!)

A Ronarina...

...all grown up...

Everytime I see her, I wonder what Zac would say about her. About her personality. About her squeaky little voice...who I swear sounds like the mice on Cinderella. I wonder what on this good-green-earth he would say about that ORANGE curly hair. Not red. Orange. Most of all, I wonder just how precious the relationship would have been between these two. I know it would have been more than special. I know he would have loved her with all his heart. All his soul.

I know, without a doubt, he does love her. I know he watches his little girl grow each day. And though we can't watch their relationship here, I know that somewhere deep inside, Rosalina knows her daddy.

One thing I know for a certainty is that this little orange-head's hair is fire orange for a reason...all I'll say is you BETTER not mess with her...

Love you Ronarina! You are still...and will always be...Aunt Dee's pudge muffin.

{H}

Glenda and Brian, it was so great to meet you guys. You have some of the most beautiful children I've ever seen. Seriously. You made my job easy. Despite the fact that we were in a race against the sun due to a GPS defect ;), I had a good time with you guys!

Leaving you with a good ol' handful of sneak peaks from our session.

Adios!

.lock.

shhhclick.

Say it fast. About 10 times. That's the sound of my car door locking. The sound I heard when I stepped out of my drivers side door...shut it...and walked around the car to unload Isla and Stella.


Here I stand. Helpless as I look at my keys in the car. As I glare at the spare key hanging off my diaper-bag that's sitting under Stella's car seat. Helpless as I look at my 5 month old sound asleep. At Isla smiling so big. Grinning ear to ear as she hits LOCK over...and over...and over... I guess that's cool if you're 18 months old.

I would like to thank Liberty County Sheriff's Department for your quick response. Sorry for the inconvenience. I have a sneaky suspicion this won't be our last 911 call. ***sigh***

Could be worse right? Could be like the time I locked myself in the car right after my c-section. Sitting in the back feeding the baby...pinned in between the car-seat and door...in the doctor's office parking lot. How was I supposed to know the child safety lock was on that door? It works. I couldn't open it. Little did I realize that I couldn't climb over car seats easily with my stomach in stitches...literally. I beat on the window...screaming for help as people walked by. Hoping for just ONE nice person to open the door from the outside. You know that side glance people give when they try to avoid a situation? Yea. That's about all I got. 'Nuff bout that.

It's my life. Love it :) No really, I do. Thankful for each insane moment, because there are SO many wonderful moments mixed in there. The ratio of mix may be a little more on the insane side, but the good's in there none-the-less. And I couldn't ask for more...

...other than one extra spare set of keys...

{estella}

Words cannot express how much I love this little bit. She has a special place in Mommy's heart. Happy {almost} 5 months to my sweet Stellies! Love you small fries :)