4 months

This kid, I tell you.

He is so much fun!
And SUCH a good kid. Holy cow.
We went to the doctor today. He had to get a shot. He cried for about ten seconds. Then he was fine and dandy.
Do all parents think their kids are just the amazingest?
Here are the stats:
Height: 26.75" 95th percentile
Weight: 16.2 lbs 59th percentile
Head Circ: 17" 86th percentile.
BIG boy!

And here's some cuteness:

My Thumb-sucker!

Hanging out with Dad. He was holding the bottle of water to his mouth and we thought it was cute but couldn't get a good picture of it.

Typelings post

My post on what I'm thankful for can be seen on the Typeling's blog:

http://typelingsaz.blogspot.com/2012/11/you-can-learn-lot-about-person-by.html

Head on over, hope you enjoy!

29 Reasons

why I love you

1. You took me to the temple to be married.
2. You're the father of my babies.
3. You're a fantastic father to our son on earth and to our daughter in heaven.
4. You ease my fears.
5. You make me laugh.
6. You're great at handling money
7. You've taught me how to be great (er, better than I was) at handling money too.
8. You're smart
9. You like old cars.
10. You work hard.
11. You're kind to people we come in contact with.
12. You fulfill your priesthood duties.
13. Sometimes you let me hold your hand.
14. You like movies.
15. You don't get annoyed when I quote movies.
16. You're supportive of my artistic whims.
17. You always say "thank you" for the meals I cook.
18. You take care of your possessions.
19. You put up with my emotional craziness.
20. You are good to your parents. And my parents.
21. You love the Lord.
22. You served a mission.
23. You like to plan and you're good at it.
24. You're honest.
25. You have a great bod.
26. You have a great smile.
27. You always encourage me to do the right thing.
28. You're patient.
29. You're mine.

This list wasn't hard to come up with. And I could go on and on.

Happy 29th Birthday, Bret.
It's a shame I can't ever call you "old man."

Disneyland Hangover

Sore muscles.
Aching back.
Homesick for the smell of churros
and Pirates of the Caribbean.
Sharp memories of Mickey Mouse and Mater.

I must have a Disneyland Hangover.

Warning: a ton of pictures to follow. In no particular order.

we're in the front row. 

Hollywood Tower of Terror.

Waiting in line!

King Arthur's Carousel

Look closely... it's the evil Queen.

Big Thunder mountain!

Splash Mountain aftermath.

Yay! People to ride teacups with me! (Bret hates this ride.)

Have you heard of these? They're amazing!

A place to feed and change your baby.

And just outside the Baby Care Center, you might meet some friends.

Bert, Mary Poppins, and some weird hunchback with an adorable baby.

All snuggled up with blankies from Grandma and Great-Grandma.

He was an angel. 

Hanging out with Daddy.

Cars land was just too cool.

Me and the Bub on Flik's Flyers. He got to ride Pirates of the Caribbean, Winnie the Pooh, and Haunted Mansion too!

We bought the Bub his first Lightening McQueen! (Saving it for his birthday.) Thanks Granny!

Little Bub and Granny. :)

We had SO much fun. I didn't want to leave!
Weather was gorgeous. Parks weren't too crowded. We stayed in a hotel across the street. Got to do just about everything we wanted to (Indiana Jones was closed. :p)
Special thanks to Granny for all she did to help make this trip happen!

My thoughts on this day

There are some people who will vehemently disagree with me.

To them I say, "by all means, please do."
Because guess what? In America, we're allowed to disagree. We're allowed to have our own opinions, beliefs, and values.
Isn't that great?

But I have to speak the truth--at least the truth based on my own thoughts and feelings.

I'm scared.

True, life is going to go on pretty much as it always has. There's going to be ups and downs, there's going to be changes. Maybe small changes, maybe big ones. But we're still going to get up every morning, we're still going to go about our routine.
But I'm still scared. I feel like the future is uncertain, as well as our freedoms.

I'm sad.

Two good men (yes, I'm going to call them both good men) ran smart campaigns to become the leader of the free world. One, I believe, was the better of the two. Some might call voting for one over the other choosing "the lesser of two evils." I called it "the better of two goods."
I'm not going to try and hide it because at this point, it's obvious that my candidate didn't win. I'm sad because I believed he was the better choice for our country. Some will disagree. I refer you to the top of this post.

I was angry.

I say 'was' because I've let my anger wane. I can't allow myself to react from anger. "Angry people are not always wise." -Jane Austen

I can't help wondering what's going to happen.

And I shouldn't feel that way. No matter who is in office, whatever their political party, I should not be feeling afraid and uncertain. I live in America. Thousands of people died so that I could feel secure in the country I was born in. I sincerely hope that the leaders of our country understand that half of the country is scared, sad, and angry--and I hope they try their best to work hard to remedy it.

In the coming weeks, months, and years, I hope my fears are unfounded.
And I'll pray that those who were chosen to guard the sanctity of our freedoms realize: It isn't about power or popularity. It isn't about debts or doles.
It's about restoring faith in those who are elected to lead and serve.

More random stuff... mostly for Granny & Grandma

My boys love the TV

I could eat him.

Our Halloween Jack-o-lantern. Showing our ASU pride.

For Halloween, we dressed as Muggles.