A Month to Remember

February was one fiesta after another. To start, Sam flew my mom out to babysit and surprised me with tickets to WICKED for our 3 year anniversary!! It was GLORIOUS! I've been obsessed with the soundtrack since it first came out so it took everything in me, and a few steely glances from Sam, (literally shouting in a whisper, "You'll ruin it for everyone!") to keep from belting out every song along with the production. It's been a few weeks now and I've finally settled back into the reality that I am, in fact, NOT destined to be on Broadway... something similar to the identity crisis I suffered back when Phantom of the Opera came out and I was certain there was an opera singer dormant inside of me just waiting for the chance to make her debut to the world. Anyway, the night was magical.

Of course, it wouldn't have been nearly as wonderful had I not been sure Leah was in good hands.  I knew my mama could handle our little turkey sub no matter what kind of punch she decided to pack. We came home and Leah and Grammy were rocking and snoozing together in the recliner. What good girls. 

The rest of the time my mom spent out here was much needed and appreciated. Sam and I went to the temple one night and on a RED HOT early Valentines Day dinner date on another. Oh, and I spent a significant amount of time whipping my mom's A in Quiddler--Don't try to deny it, mom.

On the 19th Samnation turned 29 years old. We kept the festivities mellow following our crazy week of painting the town but I still managed to cook up a humble dinner of filet mignon, potatoes and glazed carrots... just a little something I threw together.... 

 

All in all the birthday meal was a major success

I had to include this next pic for your viewing pleasure. This is the scene I open the bedroom door to every single time she wakes up from a nap... pure and utter devastation.  I laugh every time... poor peetree...

 

And a couple more pics for the road...

Think I might be PMS?

The following conversation took place last night when I walked into our bedroom and found Sam wrapped up in my blanket on my side of the bed:

Me: What the crap are you doing on my side of the bed?
Sam: I like to wrap up in your blanket cause it smells like you.
Me (literally feeling rage swell up inside): No, you just wanted to steal the cool crisp of my side of the bed so you could get in your side of the bed and have the refreshing cool twice!
Sam: I wanted to make your side warm and toasty for you!
Me: You know I don't like my bed TOASTY!!!

I brutishly bulldozed my way into bed and after a few seconds of silence we both busted up laughing. Poor Sam. Not my finest moment.

P.S. No, this pic is not me. I'm leaving this disclaimer because my husband advised me to... oh, and my mom thought it was me. Nice. 

Much Needed Rendezvous...

This post is pretty much going to be dedicated to pictures. Mera and Jason came out here for a couple of days and I was snapping so many shots of our little cherubs that for the last 2 hours I've just been staring at my computer, clicking from one picture to the next, trying to pick the best ones! Needless to say, the task has been near impossible so I just decided to add lots and lots.


I've seen nothing more delicious than Leah and Lucia packed nice and snug in our double stroller. I was a smitten kitten! Leah was hamming it up the entire time while little Lucy spent the majority of her time on our stroll in deep thought... contemplating the meaning of life.



We stopped for lunch and allowed the munchkins to scuffle over toys for a bit. They played a rousing game of tug-o-war over and over again. Luckily they both remained cool headed and no injuries were inflicted.


Nothing can really be said about this next group of shots...

Leah is especially happy just out of bed in the morning. Not something she inherited from her dad.

Sadly, this was pretty much the only shot of me and little Doofy... rise and shine.

You can imagine our joy and wonderment upon witnessing Lucy wrangle and saddle little Leah. Child prodigy, I'd say.