Bah humbug!!

We got our Christmas tree up finally. I usually put it up the day after Thanksgiving at the latest. most of the time it is the week before. This year I just didn't feel like doing it. This year has gone by so fast that it doesn't even seem like Christmas time. Christmas isn't my favorite time of year, but it is my kids favorite time. Scott told them all that I was going to put it up today, and they wouldn't stop bugging me until I did. I am very particular about how I want it decorated, and usually do it without the kids.(I'm a control freak, I know.) This time I didn't care, and let them just put anything up they wanted. It turned out pretty good and they are all very proud of their decorating abilities. Just ignore their goofy faces.

Girls night out.

Last weekend my mom, and sister's and I had a girls night out. We left all the kiddos home with the dad's and just took the babies. My youngest sister's, inlaws let us barrow thier cabin. This is a view from inside looking out. It was snowing.



We hiked a little bit, and took rides on the mule.



We watched chick flicks, ate junk food, played games, and talked all night. We had a blast. My oldest sister couldn't make it. We missed you Lynea.




Kieryn and her cousin Maycee had so much fun playing together. They are only a month apart.

Kieryn's 6 month pictures

My cute baby girl. I got these done yesterday, and copied them off the blog of the lady who took them. These ones aren't the one's I picked out but they are still sooo adorable. Of course I am biased. The only thing that I am not so fond of, are the funky hats she sometimes puts on her. The one's I picked are of her smiling, and without the big hats. Kieryn makes the funniest expressions. I wish she'd have put the one with her big frown. Oh-well. Would you look at those chunky legs, so stinkin cute!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAILEY!

My first born turned nine! It is crazy that I have a nine year old, I feel so old. I am so glad that she was my fist child. Although I didn't know it at the time, she was an easy baby and a all around good kid. I had nobody to compare her to, and so she seemed harder than she really was. Now looking back, and having three kids after her, I realize how good she is and always was. She is a sweet girl with a great personality. She is friendly, and always a help. This is the cutest picture of her and Kieryn. Kieryn is giving her baby kisses. She adores her older sister, and Mailey was so glad to get a little sister. Happy Birthday, May-May, we love you.

Silly Cole

last night Cole, being the stinker that her is, got into the cereal right before bed. I came down stairs to him munching away on a bowl of cereal. I said, "Cole, you better finish every bite of that cereal. Your know you aren't supposed to get into anything without asking." Cole is famous for wasting cereal, it usually ends up in the pantry for a week, still sitting in his bowl. (He doesn't like milk, so it is dry cereal.) For some reason, this time he put milk in it. So I thought that after I went down stairs to check, and didn't see it anywhere, that he had finished it all. This morning when I opened up the fridge to get out something there his cereal was. Complete with plastic wrap and all. At least he was trying not to waste it. Sorry about the picture being sideways, it wouldnt work.

Blessings

I have been so stressed, for no apparent reason other than life in general.
Sometimes you just have to step back and really look at things to get perspective on you own life. Being a mom, for me is really hard. I know, I know, it is such a blessing, and there are some that would scourge me for saying so. But it is true nontheless. I have been given children easily, I don't have a problem getting prego or even keeping pregnancies. In fact it has been quite the opposite. I have often thought, why is it so easy for me and so hard for others that would do practcally anything for a baby? Let me tell you the reason. It isn't that I don't appreciate my little blessings, I love them more than life. I just seem to not tollerate the little blessings own agency. In short I have a problem with not being able to controll the temper tantrums, disobedience, or the baby who won't eat or sleep. So my friends it is patience that I am to learn. I haven't learned all I need to, and doubt that in this life I ever will. But today, I have to say, I couldn't ask for a better trial, it sounds stupid but all in all I know that it is a small thing compared to many others trials. And to my little blessings, "I love you more than you will ever know!"

Three and a half hours later.......

No I didn't let her cry for three and a half hours. She cried for 20 min. then fell asleep, woke up thirty min. later, and cried again for 20 min. After that I just got her up. She was very happy when I finally went into her room, the little stinker. So after we played for a couple of hours, I feed her a bottle and she went right to sleep. Why is it they look like little angels when they are sleeping? Just a few hours earlier I could have swore she was somehow switched at birth with someone else's little monster. I love when I can look at her sweet little face, and say it's all worth it.