Monday, April 28, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
This last Sunday, April 20th Thomas and I celebrated our 12th anniversary. As anniversaries always seem to do it made me reflect. I am so grateful for the life we've built together and the opportunity to learn and grow together. This first picture is the work of sweet Aisy J. Then Townsend took over and managed to get our heads in the shot.
Since this is MY blog I wanted to take just a minute and tell you a few of the reasons why I am still so in love with my Thomas after twelve years together.
-He's a builder...his words to me are always so kind and make me feel like I'm the greatest person alive.
-He is the least judgemental person I have ever known. He always looks at things from other peoples perspectives. Once I was pretty upset with a person who had said some unkind things about Thomas and instead of being hurt by it he actually defended this person and was sad that I would be mad at them.
-He loves his kids and can't stand to see them sad or hurt. He is a very fun, attentive, and loving father.
-I LOVE that he is sensitive. He just might have a reputation for crying and I love it.
-He listens when I have something to say and does everything he can to support me.
-He tells me I'm beautiful and that he loves me at least once every day.
-He loves people in general and wants them to be happy. He's not afraid to share the gospel with others.
-I find him to be extremely amusing.
I also love that he makes macaroni and cheese for lunch every Sunday. It's a sweet tradition, one of the many "little things" that make up our family. I remember when we only had to make one box, then two, and now we're up to three. It's so exciting to think of the future, all the possibilities, all that we can become. How many boxes of macaroni and cheese will the future hold?
Thank you Thomas.
p.s. Can you find the Oxford comma?
Friday, April 11, 2008
I started out getting my trash kicked. As you can see my family has got some skills. Is this not the funniest action shot ever?!
But then I caught fire. I was unstoppable! I won the first round. Aaah ya. Here's one of my many victory dances.
Round two I was still going strong. It was down to just Thomas and I. My poor kids will probably never let me play with them again. I guess i kinda took over their game.
The battle raged on though and turns out I'm a heck of a clutch shooter. But in the end Thomas went away victorious and the kids were playing in the dirt. It's a good thing I love him so much, I even managed to swallow my pride and give him high five.