Meet Jude...

We couldn't be happier to finally have him here.

Born June 2nd at 12:45am

6lbs 12oz, 19.5 inches long

He came out screaming but is just as sweet as can be.

I miss white bread!

When I became a mom I decided that I wanted to fill my house full of good foods and try to not have the junk food around. Not that I deprive my kids from this food, they get plenty for holidays and from grandparents, I just thought its probably better to not keep it in the home. Not just for them but for me as well, I have little self control when something yummy is home. This means...no chips, (besides tortilla chips), no candy, sugar cereal, etc.

White bread is something we never ever buy. And I know 100% whole wheat bread is so much healthier but sometimes I just want a piece of toast on white bread. You would think after 5 years of not having it in the house I would be over it but seriously a PB and J just doesn't taste the same when you have to actually chew the bread instead of it just dissolving in your mouth.

And all this talk lately about non processed food. I've been really trying to cut back on that as well but sometimes you just need some Cheetos even if you have no idea what the ingredients are. I don't even want to look at the ingredients of an Eggo waffle, seriously scary to think about. But if you put some fresh strawberries / raspberries on top that makes them healthy....right?

OK now I'm hungry. Maybe I'm just bitter for not being able to have all that stuff in my house. And maybe I'm bitter that for every pound I am gaining my husband is losing one. Not cool...what happened to sympathy weight? I'm blaming my complaining on the pregnancy. I only have 9 more weeks to use it as an excuse so you better believe I am using it :)

Happy eating!

Side note: Just so you don't have the wrong impression about us I must clarify that I have plenty of crap food in my house. Cookie dough, fruit snacks, ice cream, etc. I am in no way trying to say we are healthy eaters because that would be false advertising.

A tribute to my youth....

Cameron and I were talking about the recent fad on facebook to post a picture of your celebrity look-a-like (according to others). I couldn't think of anyone I had been told I looked like until Cameron kindly reminded me of how my family used to call me Kaiya. In case you didn't remember who Kaiya is here is a little reminder.




Good thing my siblings are so loving and affectionate with all the other things they called me (nobby nose, bubble butt, man hands) or I might have a complex.

The newest member of our family...

Josie Dakota (aka Kota) joined our family last Sunday night. Totally unexpectedly I might add.

My sister-in-law informed us late saturday night that her sister had to give the new black lab puppy they had gotten their son for Christmas away because their older daughter was absolutely terrified of her, even though she was a really good puppy. I have been saying for a long time that we were absolutely NOT getting a Dog until we were done having kids but when I heard the story suddenly it became appealing.

Cameron and I discussed it a little that night. Brigham over heard us talking about someone giving away a dog and thought that my Dad was giving away Sioux. He was sobbing in the back of the car asking why my Dad had to give away Sioux. We quickly reassured him that it was not Sioux we were talking about but seeing how much he loved Sioux was a convincing arguement, and he didn't even know he was trying to convince us. On Sunday she was brought over to my Dad's house for us to have a look. We fell in love with her right away....especially Brigham. And she came home with us that night.

The hardest part so far was seeing this 7 year old boy have to say goodbye to his puppy at my Dad's. He was just heart broken, and we felt awful for him and his family. Thank you to the Hill family for allowing us to take your precious puppy. We love her already!

Little things make me happy...

The past 4 months have been difficult, to say the least. But I have learned to find joy in the smallest things because somedays its all I have.

Today after church the boys and I were walking home in the snow and Cameron stayed at the church to help shovel the walks. Brigham ran ahead of me and a few seconds later comes running back with 2 sand shovels in his hands. He gives one to Max and then yells to me while passing by, "I'm going to help Dad shovel the snow at the Church!" I wasn't sure whether I should be proud that he wanted to help his Dad or laugh at the fact that he thought he could be a lot of help with his sand toy. Ha ha. It made me smile so I took a couple of quick pics to capture it.