Friday, March 26, 2010

Kingston

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I love that turd.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Short and Fat

This is our new puppy and she is short and fat and covered in hair. We are already in love with her. She lets Lo pick her up and Kingston chase her around the yard frantically. She must think she is so tough because she is not afraid. She has no name yet but still cute to say the least.



Saturday, March 13, 2010

A Serious Matter

When it comes to London FOOD is a serious matter. When she gets her hands on something edible it is all business to her. Her solemn duty is to scarf it down before it has the chance to get away, even if it means gagging and choking it down. She is like her daddy, she can pack it away like a man.


That's my princess.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Ho-hum

Not much going on here, everything is a little ho-hum actually. Kingston was pretty sick there for several days and Bret and I have been living up to our workaholic stereotypes.

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We got to dog sit the sweet Bella for a week and now I REALLY want a puppy. I also painted the studio with the help of a selfless friend {pictures on my whippy blog}. Jessi also gave me Rock Star toes for my first time. Bret is working on the yard still so we can plant some trees, a garden and some beautiful flowers. Both the kids are smarter than I and they make me so happy even when they wear me out.

Our Book of Mormon goal started out really difficult for me. I read about 32 pages in the first 4 days. Since then I have done much better and have cought up mostly. Bret is here to make sure I don't give up and I love him for it. We also have been sitting in on the missionary lessons with our super great neighbors. Each time we get together the spirit is very strong and I am so happy to be a witness of the truthfulness of the gospel. It makes me appreciate what I know and then I want to share it some more. {consider that your warning... you know who}.

God is so perfect. Only he knows everything and can arrange our lives accordingly. I feel comforted knowing he is in control, and thankful. Sometimes I am sad though that I am not different. Like my friends that are on time no matter what and organized, or who never have the desire to complain or think negatively of others and especially like the ones who cook, clean and have time for everybody and of course do it all happily {yes they do exist!}. Not me, I am much more selfish and undisciplined than that. Most of the time I like myself the way I am, but tonight I want to be like them. Ho-hum.