My Winner!

I know we have told almost everyone we know,
but Asher is AWESOME and won two medals
at the snowmobile drag races in West
Yellowstone. Some guy from Cali brought
his little 120 sled to race but his daughter didn't come with him so he asked Asher if he would like to race. I'm so proud of him! At the time of the picture I couldn't find the other medal, but his face lights up when we talk about the race. Now he wants to drag race his four wheeler! That's a little scary to me, but I know he will love it.

POPPLES!!!

I don't know how many of you remember popples, but I DO!! I had a popple and I absolutely loved it! If I remember correctly, I had the white one. I would turn it into a ball and roll it down the hallway like a bowling ball...oh I loved that thing. Ahhh, don't you just love reminiscing?

Tornado!

We call Hallie our little tornado. This makes her very angry! I decided to get "evidence" to show her so she could understand why we call her tornado. As you can see below, this is why we call her that. All she could do was laugh and say "What? That's not a tornado!". And this was nothing compared to what she can do!

First Foods

Natalie is at the age where she wants FOOD! She has been grabbing at everything I eat around her! After some huge study doctors now say to wait until your baby is 6 months old instead fo 4 until you start feeding them solids. Apparently the sooner you introduce babies to food, the more likely they are to have food allergies. There are no major food allergies in our family so we fed her anyway. A few weeks ago we gave Natalie her first taste of rice cereal and she loved it! I just can't believe she's already at the age where I can feed her with a spoon. She will be 5 months old a week from today. I just want her to stay little forever.

March

So March 11th is coming up. To you it may be insignificant (unless you are Shan, then it's your birthday!). The last time I ever talked to my dad was March 11th, 2001. I only remember because he called me while I was at Shannon's for her birthday. Throughout the year I don't care and it doesn't bother me, but there's something about an "anniversary" of sorts that gets memories going. I think what bothers me the most is he was so worried about what to do about me being on their car insurance when there were more pressing matters. He let that be the last day we ever spoke. He never fought for me to be in his life. This year we are going on 8 years. It's hard to believe I've gone 8 years of my life without a dad. I can honestly say I've been happier without him. It's horrible, I know. What kind of a daughter could say that, right? But it's true. I just think of all the negative things I've missed out on and I know my life is happier without him. I'm just bothered by the fact that I'm not important enough to him for him to fight for me to be in his life. Especially now that I am a mother, I don't understand how you can let your kids walk away and be okay with it. I've made my peace with him the best I know how and I have made peace with myself about my decision. I have no regrets and no "what ifs". I just get an occasional thought of how can he live with himself for letting go. At least now I have an example of what NOT to do!! And I can't believe I just wasted a post for this!

Oh Hallie

My little Hallie likes to take my camera and fill up my memory card with random pictures of whatever is around. I can't tell you how many pictures I have deleted of my t.v., carpet, blankets, and many other household items! Here are a few pictures of herself. She gets mad when I take pictures of her, but she will take a million of herself!


All I have to say is Hallie is both adorable and hilarious!

Ahhh! The Smell Of Spring!

I'm so happy that the snow is melting! I can walk outside and smell nice fresh air! But I hate the mud. This time of year is wet and gross. So much snow melted in our backyard that it flooded our basement. All of Mark's work papers were ruined. We had a few storage things that got wet but most of our storage stuff was up off the floor or in plastic bins. There's nothing worse than the smell of a wet basement. That's why I'm so happy to be able to walk outside and smell the fresh spring air!