Life has a way...and we survive

Life certainly has a way of teaching us by lending a bit of perspective. Things that once seemed horrible and not all that horrible in light of something even worse.

But...we human beings are much stronger than we think. At least we can be with Heavenly Father's help.

(and with the help of a WONDERFUL husband as well)

This weeks has been REALLY trying.

I have suffered from some pretty serious anxiety and worry but...I just kept going (thanks to a blessing I received from previously mentioned wonderful husband). I wondered at times if I would crumble but tried to rely on faith to get me through.

What an experience.

For now...things are better.

Hopefully this particular trial is over...if not, I KNOW I can deal with it. One step at a time.



Note to Jenn: Thanks for the encouraging words. Heavenly Father really does have a way of showing us just how strong we are. Your words REALLY helped.

Let a sleeping dog lie....

or in this case....a baby.

Kian is such a mix of looks from the family.
One things for sure...he's got his daddy's hair line. :)

Solution for a super fussy, gassy baby....pressure on the tummy...
zonked right out.

"Oh...now this is the life"

Must be dreaming of being a kangaroo.
Either that or he is practicing to star in the remake music video of
Micheal Jackson's "Thriller".

I love my little Kian.

He is so sweet.

Especially when he is sleeping. :)

How many people does it take...

to change the battery in the smoke detector?



Six (at least in our house)...



Two to form a human ladder,

one to take the (incredibly attractive backside) pictures of the before mentioned human ladder,

and

three others, wondering what in the heck their parents are doing and why Aunt Christy is taking a picture of it.















Maybe we should invest in a real ladder.

MOO!

This morning Gabe told me I am half cow.

His reason?

"Because you squirt milk and cows squirt milk."

"Yep,"I said. "That's true."

In light of the fact that I often feel like one...there was no use denying it.

Mother's Day Funny!

Sitting at the dinner table only a few moments ago Gabe asked:

"Mom...is Dad your slave today?" (He he)

Me (Rob and I giggling): "No...he's my helper."

Gabe (looking perplexed): "Oh."

I'm sure in his very observant, very magnificent brain he is thinking they look to be one and the same.

Awesome! Awesome!