Look Who is 7 Months Old

i am 7 months old and i....

-am cute as a button

-roll all over the place

-couldn't be more loved

-am starting to like some baby foods but prefer big people food

-giggle

-laugh

-play

-tease

-cry when daddy kisses me when he hasn't shaved

-kick my legs and flail my arms when emmie walks in the room

-love it when morgan gets me ready for bed

-am teased constantly by jaxson

-like to watch the backyardigans

-love when ryanne puts on music for me to fall asleep to

-giggle when hanna throws her hair in my face

-make this funny face and breath funny when i am being silly

-love my mommy so much

-miss my daddy when he is gone

-would rather not go running with mom anymore

-love little kids, they are my "people"

-arch my back and stay stiff so no one can sit me down

-can sit up but would rather stand

-am always catered too

-am happy 

-have a brother who was called to the Seoul Korea Mission

-am healthy

-have a family that truly adores me!!!!!

Mission Call

it's wednesday april 4th. i am running around like crazy. spelling b, cheer posters printing, cheer flyers made. it is 11 am and i am trying to make it to the post office and still get home before my meeting at 11:30. as i walk into the post office i am thinking, "remember when he was just a boy....how can i be picking up his mission call?" i am way too young to be doing this. and yet, i am. the line at the post office is so long. i really don't have time. maybe i don't want enough time. if i pretend this isn't happening maybe it won't. i can't wait in line. i ask, "if i am just here to pick up a mission call, do i need to wait in this line?"  the woman asks the name and returns after what seems like eternity with a white envelope. it weighs 10 pounds. i swear. i try to swallow. i can't. i can't stop the tears. they just keep coming.

i am proud. scared. lonely. sad. happy. nervous. i am not tempted to open it. i am still thinking it isn't really happening. i am grateful that it is a busy day. less time to think.

our house is almost overflowing. so many people have come to support jaxson. i am overwhelmed. he is a great kid. i am so grateful for good honest people and for their example to my children. i am proud. i look at this man. that is, the man that he has become. i did not force him to serve a mission. it was all his decision. i am suddenly grateful for the poor decisions he has made throughout his life. i am grateful for the good decisions he has made. both of which have made him the man he is today.

 jaxson will serve in the KOREA SEOUL MISSION. he will enter the MTC on august 8th.

there are tears (by me) and cheers. i look around the room and realize how blessed my little family is. our lives have been touched by so many good people. i am in love with this kid. i also am keenly aware of my girls. they have been so supportive of jaxson. they love that he will be serving a mission. 

i am in love with this man. what a great father. he truly loves and supports our children. he is a proud papa today. what a great day!! thank you to everyone who came. thank you to those of you that i forgot to call but would have come. my brain.... 

this has been a wonderful time for our family!