Baby Ali

Here's a few pictures of baby Ali that I took two weeks ago.

She's getting big so fast. The only part of her getting bigger that I like is that she has turned into a great sleeper. For two nights in a row, she has slept from 10:00 pm to 5:30 am. The blessings of a chubby baby.

We LOVE baby Alina!

It's about time....

All of Garrett friends have been losing teeth, but Garrett seemed to be holding on tight to every single one of his. He was starting to get a little bummed that the Tooth Fairy wasn't paying him a visit. Then last week, he came home from school with a tooth box and complaining that it hurt to eat. Sure enough, his front tooth was loose. But he didn't want Keith or I to touch it. Frankly neither one of us want to pull it out. We're squirmish kind of people. Fortunately Garrett's best buddy's father, our neighbor, is a dentist. Friday, Garrett went over to play and eat dinner with Syler and came home with his tooth in a bag. Broath, Dr. Yen, numbed Garrett up and pulled it over the dinner table. Garrett has friends with sweet hook ups, like tooth pulling.

Garrett looks so sweet missing his front tooth. I'm hoping he looses another before we take Christmas pictures. There are very few times in one's life with missing front teeth is adorable.

Alina's first six weeks.

I just realized that almost every picture I have a Alina she is either in her bouncy or car seat, so that pretty much says where she spend most of her little life.

She's good baby. Okay sleeper and eater, not my best but I'm not complaining.
I still can't decided who she looks like, Kendall or Taryn . She's a cutie!

I had hoped when she was first born that she'd be a blondie like Keith was when he was little, but I think she's going to be a strawberry blondie like Taryn.

Here's a few picture for the family that are complaining that I don't post enough pictures.

Alina is throwing the Texas Longhorn sign in a very cool way.

The other kids are still adjusting to all the attention that Alina requires. The other morning while I was sleeping, Keith woke up to all three of the older kids on the sofa quietly watching TV. Garrett had made everyone a sippy, got them a blanket and turned on the toons. If only every morning were that way.

Taryn has now resorted to pushing the beanbags together, getting her own passy, and putting herself down for a nap.

For 31 years.....

I could sleep through the night perfectly in a house all by myself.

For the past 7 years, I don't get a good night's sleep unless one particular man is there with me.

For 31 years, I took care of most of my household maintenance needs by myself.

For the past 7 years, I doubt my ability to hang a picture right or maybe it's co-dependence because I just don't want to take care of things by myself.

For 31 years, the man I looked to for advise was by father.

For the past 7 years, I find it hard to make any decisions without running them past one particular man.

For 31 years, I longed to have children that were my own around me.

For the past 7 years, children seem to be multiplying like flies around this house. And love every moment of it.

For 31 years, my weekend nights were either spent on a date with some random guy trying to figure out if he was "the one", or as the third wheel on my sister's and their husband's dates.

For the past 7 years, my weekend nights are either Costco pizza with a cart full of kids, walking around dreaming of thing I want in my house, or on the most romantic nights on the town with one particular man. (It is so nice to not have to make small talk anymore over dinner on a date. It's also nice not to have to eat like a mouse.

For 31 years, I saw many wonderful sights in this beautiful world, but always wished there was some one there with me to remember the experience.

For the past 7 years, one particular man has taken me to so many wonderful and beautiful places and I'll remember every moment.

For 31 years, everything I owned could fit in the back of a truck.

For the past 7 years, I have somehow filled this 3000 square foot home with crap and one particular man endures it with patience.

For 31 years, I wondered what eternal unconditional love felt like?

For the past 7 years, one particular man has made me feel that love with every breath I take.

I love you, Keith! Happy Anniversary!

Our 2 year old Princess Lilly

Happy 2nd Birthday, Taryn!

It seems like Taryn was just born yesterday, and now she's 2 and a big sister. We love our little strawberry blonde. Recently she is obsessed with wearing dress-up clothes every day. She often falls asleep with a crown on her head, so only appropriate that she wear a crown on her birthday.

We had a little family party for her the night before her birthday because Dad had to go out of town. Grandma Hatch helped up buy her a new princess bike that blows bubbles. She was so excited to ride her bike. Poor Dad had a hurry and put it together.

The sidewalks, or in our house the hardwood floors, are not safe when Taryn's on her princess mobile. You go girl!

Rainy Trick or Treating

Due to the rainy weather, we let Garrett go over to friends house to party and try to do a little trick or treating.

Keith put the rain coats on the girls and took them to a two or three houses.

Alina and I stayed home for the 17 kids that actually came to our door.

Next year, we're doing Halloween better.

(Not that the kids noticed that we didn't do much this year.)

Halloween Eve

This year Kendall wanted to wear a blue princess dress from Walmart, however the dress was a little too big. But no fear, Grandma Hatch was here helping with the baby and altered the dress. So I thought we were in good shape, until the night of the church Halloween Carnival and Kendall refused to put on the dress. She found this costume in the dress up box while Garrett was getting his out, and decided Minnie Mouse is what she'd like to be.

She's wearing the blue dress next year. I am not buying a new costume.

Alina made a sweet little bunny.

I bribed Garrett into using the Jedi costume I made him last year by buying him a new light saber.

He makes a great Jedi because, "He knows all the great moves."

When I was two or three my Mom dressed me up as a clown. I was okay with the outfit, but then when my Mom put make-up on my face, I burst into tears. All my Halloween picture that year are of my crying. I always wandered what happened that my Mom couldn't get me to smile for just one picture. This year was that year for Taryn.
I did her hair and told her to go get her pink princess dress. When she came back she had gotten into the dress up box, found a pink shirt, and called it good. When I went to change her into her really costume that Grandma and I had fixed to fit her, she lost it!

Being that we were going to a "church" activity, we didn't fell like it would be appropriate for her to go topless, so Keith battled her to get on the real pink princess costume.