{ Extra Extra Read All About It! }

I locked myself out this morning when watering my plants. Peanut was asleep in his swing. I bolted a quarter mile to the clubhouse and got the spare key. He was still asleep when I got back. Note to self, always unlock the deadbolt and the handle. Yikes!

Well it seems that TONS has happened since mid March. So let's get started...

I found Peanut, sans pants and on his tummy, like this after his nap three weeks ago. I was so excited I called Rob immediately. He hasn't stopped rolling over since. We officially have a tummy sleeper folks. I find him like this every morning. I'm just so glad he did not roll off of the couch or bed. I think he decided to roll over because it gets him easier, lazy, access to his hand for sucking. Whatever motivates you dude.






Peanut and I flew to Arizona this past weekend for Annie's wedding. Look at the happy couple. It was a beautiful wedding and the weather was to die for. I wish them all the best. On a not so blissful note, flying a five and a half hour flight, with a three month old, all by your lonesome, is a horrific experience. The majority of the people hate you the minute they see you walk on the plane. I could see fire coming from their eyes. The other folks with kids cheered for me and commended me on my bravery.  I have made a resolution to always sit next to children for the rest of my life.

This is my dear friend Janel. I was so happy to see her at the wedding. She is by far the best conversation and the greatest example of seeing and acting on any opportunity to help out. We had lots of fun making thai peanut dressing, frosting cheesecakes and accidentally destroying a cheese cake when turning into a parking spot. She even talked me into going to a Cubs vs. Mariners spring training game, and we all know how much I love baseball. Anyways, because of her I realized just why people might hire a nanny even when you only have one kid. Seriously. First off Janel had watched him all morning while I was in the wedding. She was constantly making sure he was covered and happy. She got the car seat all buckled in the car faster than I am capable of. And picture this...we're at the wedding luncheon. Peanut is asleep. The father of the groom decides we should all give a big hip hip hooray for the bride and groom. Peanut is now screaming bloody murder. I scoop up baby, head to the bathroom to try and soothe him.  She comes to the restroom to let me know the food is out. So I come and sit down, holding the baby to keep him quiet and there is Janel cutting my food up for me so I can hold the baby while we eat. What a friend! Ha ha! Oh and look at the onsie she gave to Peanut. It's quite possibly the most perfect outfit for our little man that could possibly have been created. (It says "Little" and has a picture of a peanut if you can't see it.) 

This is my new friend's baby. He is one week younger than Peanut. I'm pretty sure he could sit on Peanut and smash him. Poor Peanut. He is so small! Look at those little chicken legs. Oh and guess what? I make a friend and what does she decide she's going to do? Move to VA. Just my luck. 

Also speaking of my luck, this was the fate of our perfect fruit salad last week. Ha ha! I haven't gone barefoot in the kitchen for awhile.

Well there is the update for now. Here are a few random pictures for your enjoyment. Keep your eyes peeled tomorrow for another edition of "Look What I Made!", and an unveiling of our apartment...I know, FINALLY. I promise you will be impressed with both.

{ Dear BYU Basketball }

Dear BYU Basketball Team,

Please ruin my bracket. Please win another game and take down those Gators. You already beat my home team, and I'm not even mad.  I don't even particularly like March Madness. But you, you have peaked my interest. You won me over. Now don't let me down.

Love,

Anna 

{ Small and Simple Things }

I love my feet. I think everyone has at least one feature about themselves that they adore. The one feature that we are absolutely sure could rival any model in any magazine if we were comparing just that single feature. Well for me, it's my feet. My cousin Liz once told me I had nice feet. I obviously took that conversation to heart because here we are, 15 some odd years later, and I still distinctly remember it. As a young girl I also always desperately wanted her approval so she gave me a taste of it that day and I relished it. It's the small and simple things in life that really keep us going isn't it?

With that little introduction I have posted this post is for three small and simple reasons. First obviously is my love of feet, which my mother further enhanced by making these adorable slippers. I have needed slippers since the beginning of time and never seem to get around to finding myself a pair. I will look no further. I just had to show them off.

Secondly, since I love feet, and the wonderfully cute shoes you can put on a child's feet, I wanted to show off the steal of a deal I found at a yard sale. The find is this: a $1 pair of miniature L.L. Bean galoshes for a two year old. They have given me visions of Peanut stomping around in puddles, looking for bugs and frogs and tromping around getting delightfully muddy. I see only a practically perfect photo opportunity in that vision when in reality it will be quite a mess to clean up. Oh well. I have a feeling I'll be just as muddy as he will that day and I'll enjoy every minute.

Lastly, do you see the little yellow flowers next to the boots? Well, I had a little visitor knock on the door last night. It was our charming five year old neighbor. We had the pleasure of watching him a couple Saturdays ago and sharing ice cream with him and his family just last week. I opened the door and there he was, holding out those little yellow flowers, saying he brought them just for me. His mother told me he had been talking about me earlier and had told her that he loved me. I just melted away.

Thank you for the little things.