what a month...

can hardly believe it has been a month already.

i've learned so much.

and have so much to learn.

love ya kid.

has it been a month? if you are born on the 31st and the next month only has 30 days, do you call it on the 30th? i just did!

abundance

+

=dinner!

i wish i could say that the cucs and tomatoes came from our garden too, but not quite yet... i guess i can't claim the chicken or bacon either, but that would be amazing!

if anyone local wants a bit of lettuce, come visit!

efficiency

i decided that i didn't really have time to water the garden today.

so i decided it would be more efficient to just put the sprinkler on it.

then i dutifully ignored the timer that went off reminding me to move the water.

that is when my square foot garden turned into a square foot swimming hole.

a muddy one...

oops.i tried first to shovel tupperware containers full of water out- fearing and listening for bebe squawks- before resorting to punching large holes in the garden lining. it was after all, supposed to be drainable in the first place...

added bonus.
today i also decided to just put my pjs back on after showering instead of real clothes. (read: bebe started crying before shower was finished, and pjs were closest clothing to locate. then i just left it that way...)

and today is the day that so far 3 people have come to my door. awesome.

i'm now dressed people, so feel free to stop by!

it's written all over me...

that's how i say happy father's day!

you told me so...

it's official... i'm a mama.
i'm going to go ahead and admit that i was down right scared to be a mom.

sometimes i felt bad, wondering if i was missing that feminine gene that made me crave babies and children. i think i had that gene when i was 20 and taking sweet child development classes at byu. i also thought i knew everything back then too...

then, the longer i went, and the more used to a bit of a selfish and self indulgent lifestyle i became, the more it sounded like it was just going to be hard and began to scare me. it didn't help that any real life experience i had taught me more and more that i knew less and less...

i mean, i liked kiddos alright, but usually thought they were just fine in the family they were in, and wasn't quite sure what I was going to do with one that belonged to me...

everyone told me that it would be different with my own. that somehow i would just love them.

it isn't that i didn't believe you all-- but i don't think i was really going to get it until i heard that first pathetic little cry that rocked my heart. i can still hear that little cry in my head.

but i do love this little boy, yes i do.

evan- 5 days old
photos by megan hess (aka the other megan!)
and how could i not love these faces?

celebrating the husband

made possible by:
the inflatible donut: i'm still pretty immobile around here. this was my permanent seat at the party (and in life... somehow during all my prep and taking into account all the care and attention that would need to be paid to bebe evan, i overlooked the reality of my own after care... this donut is worth valuable money to me. i'm serious. it may only cost like $2, but i would pay much much more for it!)

pizza: it is not only bobby's favorite food, i'm pretty sure it is an entire food group to him. thank you take-n-bake!

the porter birthday ballon: the husband got me this balloon for my birthday (may 8th) it is still going strong. it has celebrated my 30th, our son's birth, and the party-o-bobby. step aside mylar, whatever this ballon is made of has you beat!

coca-cola: this was bobby's one birthday request. we aren't much for drinking soda around here, but the husband likes coca-cola of the glass bottle variety only. it became my entire purpose and inspiration behind throwing him a shin-dig. a cooler full of the glass bottle varieties. drink up babe.

stripey straws: since i knew i was throwing him a coca-cola pizza party, how could i resist the striped paper straws?

tim tam slam: bobby loves to dunk (read: drown) all things cake, cookie, biscuit, roll etc. in milk, so i knew this was the tradition for him. you bite off opposite corners of these cookies, and suck milk through them, thoroughly soggifying the cookie inside the chocolate shell. yum. they sold these australian cookies in thailand, and we made a tradition of slamming every sunday night.

thanks for celebrating with us, i do love the husband.

bebe daddy is having a birthday!

it has been one busy fun filled week around here, but i couldn't let the husband's birthday slip by without a little pomp and circumstance.

is it possible that this bebe has made me love the husband even more? and that the husband makes me love the bebe even more? its true i tell you.

so...

happy birthday to the husband!!isn't it great how much they already like to hold hands?