
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Happy Anniversary
This is where we were 3 years ago. March 23, 2007 marked the beginning of our lives as an eternal family. The past 3 years have been amazing and I have been so blessed to be married to such a caring, sweet, fun man.


Sunday, March 14, 2010
Quick update:
I started a new job two weeks ago. (I know again, right?) Getting cut back to part time was the best thing that could have happened to me. I will post later about that, right now I am exhausted trying to learn everything and keep up. I work with very intelligent people which is a bit intimidating but they are all extremely fun to work with and I am loving it so far.
Jayda is 7 1/2 months old and can get around anywhere by rolling and scooting around. She pushes up on her hands but isn't quite to the getting up on her hands and knees part. The picture below is when she finagled her way underneath our tables.
She loves spending Thursdays and Fridays at home with daddy. Looks like she will probably be a little blondie like Bryce was when he was little.
We have started her on solids. So far she is exactly like her dad. She likes grapefruit, lemons, limes, cucumbers in vinegar, and sweet potatoes. (Not your usual starter foods) If it were up to me she would have never tasted those things in her life. She also HATES carrots. It is the only thing she has absolutely hated so far.

I get to teach her the fine art of shopping. The two of us go out a lot to see what we can find.
I started a new job two weeks ago. (I know again, right?) Getting cut back to part time was the best thing that could have happened to me. I will post later about that, right now I am exhausted trying to learn everything and keep up. I work with very intelligent people which is a bit intimidating but they are all extremely fun to work with and I am loving it so far.
Jayda is 7 1/2 months old and can get around anywhere by rolling and scooting around. She pushes up on her hands but isn't quite to the getting up on her hands and knees part. The picture below is when she finagled her way underneath our tables.
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