Saturday, March 7, 2009
Alumni Concert
Last night was the Mariners and Show Time (Show Choir) alumni concert. It was awesome to see so may old friends sing there hearts out, or even play the instruments like no one was watching. It brought back so many fun memories. I had the pleasure of hosting the show with Amy and singing with my best friend Sara and sister Kelli. I have to say the part that brought me back was when the alumni Jazz Band took stage, Ms. Ryder lead them in a series of favorites and finished with In The Mood. But I couldn't help but flash back to my freshman year (the last year the Jazz Band did the song) and remembering why they always received the standing ovation. All the alumni for all three groups proved that the music department at Mayfair is a powerful and life impacting experience. Hopefully I will have a clip of This Little Light of Mine up shortly.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
I have been doing some searching about myself and talking with people about certain things. Now I haven't answered all my questions I needed to yet and I am really trying to be patient with everything. One thing I have done was take a strength finders test and was surprise to see what it said about my strengths. Yet once I read about the strengths I couldn't help but think, Oh my that is totally true. now I will reveal more when the time comes and I thank those who have been generous to listen and give me advice that I really needed.
In the mean time Jeff and i are trying to prepare for Breann's first birthday. We are trying really hard not to get crazy with it and many times we have found ourselves having to step back and think is this for us or for Bree. I still can't believe she is going to be one year. I still can't believe that I am a mom sometimes.
In the mean time Jeff and i are trying to prepare for Breann's first birthday. We are trying really hard not to get crazy with it and many times we have found ourselves having to step back and think is this for us or for Bree. I still can't believe she is going to be one year. I still can't believe that I am a mom sometimes.
Monday, February 23, 2009
10 months
OK . . .so I haven't been in the mood to type all that much lately. In fact I have been trying to stay away from electronics other then my cell phone. I have reduce my television consumption to about 2 to 3 hours a day and try to only go on the computer once a day. The last three months I have been trying to read more and entertain my daughter every chance I get. Breann is ten months now and she can almost stand on her own. She babbles all the time, in fact Jeff and I find it funny that she wants to mimic what we say accept Mama and Dada. She smiles at us when we try to get her to say those words. I can't believe how big she has gotten and looking back at the video of when we brought her home it makes me want to freeze time and keep her this little.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Why do baby's get sick
OK . . . now I know why baby's get sick but it is a lot of stress not just for the baby but for the parents too. Bree came down with the cold last weekend after I finished putting up the new crib in her room. We had to take her into the emergency room at one point because her temperature would not go down. She was fine and it was probably more of her parents over reacting then her actually being in danger but we are new at this and I feel we have that right to do that still. Anyways . . . she has a serious cough but other then that she has been acting her normal self. I am glad because it is not easy being a cool and collective mom when your child is sick.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Mattress vs Mustang
So today Jeff and I decided to go to Babies-R-Us and purchase a baby gate that would actually attach to the wall and a mattress for her crib. Now when we left to go to the store we were just planning to get the gate, so we took the mustang. (Grandma Leslie was watching Bree). . . Anyways . . . we bought the items and once we reached the car we realized we should have brought the focus. The gate fit perfectly in the trunk but the mattress on the other hand barely fit in the back seat of the mustang. So imagine Jeff and I squeezing into the mustang with a toddler mattress in the back seat. I just laughed all the way home.
I wonder how many people looked at us and thought well their going to trade in that car for an SUV. Yea right . . . we will trade in the focus before trading in the mustang.
I wonder how many people looked at us and thought well their going to trade in that car for an SUV. Yea right . . . we will trade in the focus before trading in the mustang.
Friday, January 2, 2009
2009
It is 2009, Jeff and I rang in the New Year with my family and friends. Jeff was really nice and let me sleep in that morning while Breann and him played in the other room. Later that morning I cleaned the house a little, rearranged Breann's room to fit all her new clothes and toys from the holidays and moved some stuff to storage. Talked with my family on the phone because my aunt, uncle and grandparents are heading home tomorrow and I wanted to wish them luck. I got some good news from work that my schedule will change and I will have off Saturdays now. That means I will get three days off in a row and I won't be so tired when I go to church on Sunday mornings.
Breann is starting to crawl a little, which means I am going to have to cash in on my parents promise to refurbish our patio to make it child safe. So many things to start out the new year. I am also trying to get back in the reading habit by reading a book called,"The Lies My Teacher Told Me." should be interesting. Anyways Happy New Year to you all and I will talk to you soon.
Breann is starting to crawl a little, which means I am going to have to cash in on my parents promise to refurbish our patio to make it child safe. So many things to start out the new year. I am also trying to get back in the reading habit by reading a book called,"The Lies My Teacher Told Me." should be interesting. Anyways Happy New Year to you all and I will talk to you soon.
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