8 Years

Eight years ago, I thought I knew what life was all about. I thought I could predict the future. I thought that there would only be smooth sailing and happy endings. I was right about one thing, I think I am well on my way to that happy ending, but it is not always smooth sailing.
I know that I never doubted how happy Tad and I would be. I just didn't realize what kind of trials would be put before us. Every time another hard thing gets thrown our way, we always say, "we'll make it, we've done harder things." One thing that has never been a trial for us is us. I think that the reason we have been hit so hard by everything else is because our relationship is steady.
The last eight years has been the best of my life. Tad has given me the world. I am so happy in love. I can't wait for the hundreds more to come.
Happy Anniversary Tad!!

Happy Birthday McCall!!!

Happy Birthday McCall! I can't believe it, you are ten years younger than me, and you're 19, but somehow I am still 22. So glad you are my sister, can't wait to see you this weekend! Have fun today, party hard!

I know, this is like journal writing for me, I am just not that great at blogging. I want to be, but before I know it, the next month is over. So here is a post about all of December. Here we are seeing the lights at Willard bay. Notice who is in the back of the truck....the bravest ones.

Every year Tad's mom puts together a wonderful party a her house. Santa and Mrs Claus always make an appearance. Wyatt was not about to have anything to do with Santa, good thing for Mrs Claus.

Part of the party is to go up to the cemetary and decorate a Christmas tree next to Aaron's headstone. It was so snowy, I didn't get my camera out, but the tree turned out great, and it is so good to remember Aaron this thime of year.

This was our Christmas party with my mom's family. We all get dressed up and eat a way nice dinner at the Officer's Club at HAFB.

Notice how nice all my kids look at this point. About twenty minutes later, Wyatt threw up about four times all over himself and others. And side note: it wasn't not a little throw up, it was projectile. I am glad we got this picture taken first.

When Jamie and Travis rolled into town, we had a progressive dinner with my family. We started at Brock and Bonnie's, then here we are at my mom's doing the nativity.

We had to do it about three times, so that everyone could play every part. Each time, it got sillier and sillier.

Kamden and Cori sang for their talent at Brock's house.

And finally Christmas Eve came, here is Kamden waiting patiently to open his presents.

We were at Tad parents house. They always spoil the kids with tons of presents.

Tad in his Mtn Dew pants and me in Pepsi.

Cori got an American Girl doll from Grandma Pam. Her name is Holly (Cori's idea).

My babes in their jams.

And do you think Santa brought enough?