Little Monster

Good thing he's cute. Otherwise, this week, you might find him on your doorstep.

(This is a joke. I, in no way, ever think or plan to leave my child anywhere. Just wanted to clarify for any nut jobs who might think I am serious!)

Treyson continues to be my heart.

I love to finally feel what so many other moms have talked about for years before.

I think this one year birthday business has really made me realize how blessed we are to have him in our home.

Lately, I've felt like a bad mom. There's just a lot on my personal plate and Treyson often gets the short end of the stick because I'm so focused on me.

I know it's wrong.

Yet, he forgives me and stays happy and loves me more than anyone else in this world.

Do we have babies to teach and raise them,

or perhaps, are they are here to teach us and help US remember.

Because Treyson reminds me daily.

Who I am.

Where I came from.

And what I am doing on this Earth.

almost one.

I wanted to take some pictures of Treyson since it's been awhile. I thought it looked warmer with the sun out, but alas, it was not. It was cold. And Treyson had little to no enjoyment being outside. poor child doesn't even know the outdoors exist! I couldn't get him to crack a smile. Either he was tired (have i mentioned he refuses to take naps lately?) or I am boring.

or perhaps, a little of both.

He loves his tractor. He wants to take it everywhere.

It frightens me.

I'm going to get him a toothbrush to play with. (The brainwashing begins early.)

Friends.

Hello. I am not dead. Blogging and I just have a love/hate relationship which seems to change on a weekly basis! I struggle finding events to blog about since we do little to nothing even remotely exciting! :) However, this weekend was pure bliss. I decided to drive down to Utah with Treyson thanks to the proddings of Jenna who assured it would be good for my soul. And that it was! I truly didn't want to come back!

I have wonderful friends. I feel I am not the best friend. I want to be as good as they are to me.

WORK WITH DAD

ISN'T MY HUSBAND SEXY?

bath

Treyson makes me smile.

gross

Do u ever go through phases in which u just feel GROSS?
pasty white.
zits.
frizzy hair.
u know.
Even if it's not true, you FEEL it.

That being said, my skin is on the fritz. What products do you use which u swear by? skin care/makeup, otherwise.

Promise I'll be back to blogging one day.