Thanksgiving 2011

My tired little buddy after an awesome 1st Thanksgiving!

Tomorrow, 1 year ago, I found out that we were expecting this beautiful sight!

We are so very thankful for God's blessings!

Hope everyone had a great day!

For My Beautiful Britt

Made a wrong turn, once or twice, dug my way out, blood and fire. Bad decisions, that's alright. Welcome to my silly life! Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood. Miss "no way, it's all good", it didn't slow me down! Mistaken, always second guessing, under estimated, look, I'm still around. Pretty,pretty please! If you ever, ever feel, like you are less than perfect, Pretty, pretty please If you ever,ever feel like you are nothing, You're perfect to me. You're so mean when you talk, about yourself, you are wrong. Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead. So complicated, look happy, you'll make it! Filled with so much hatred, such a tired game. It's enough, I've done all I can think of. Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same. Oh, pretty, pretty please don't you ever, ever feel like you are less than perfect. Pretty, pretty please if you ever, ever feel like you are nothing, You're perfect to me. The whole world stares,so swallow the fear. The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer. So cool in line and we try, try,try. But we try too hard, it's a waste of my time. Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere. They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair. We change ourselves and we do it all the time. Why do we do that? Why do I do that?(Why do I do that?) Pretty pretty please don't you ever, ever feel like you are less than perfect. Pretty, pretty please if you ever, ever feel like you are nothing You're perfect to me. You're perfect, You're perfect!

Alecia Moore(Pink)

Big Boy!

I can hardly believe that tomorrow Tripp will be 4 months old! He is quite the little chunk, weighing in at 17 lbs! He loves to play with his toys and can reach for and grasp them, of couse then whatever it is goes straight to his mouth. He babbles, laughs and smiles all the time! He loves playing in his Exersaucer(Thank you Aunt Gladys). He is starting to reach for me now, previously he would get this really serious look on his face, thrust his chest out like a rooster and grunt! I will have to admit however, that he is incredibly spoiled! Tripp wants to held ALL THE TIME! Both his Daddy and myself are to blame, one of us is constantly holding him! Oh well, he is our last baby so why not! We are working with him trying to increase his play time, he only wants to be out of my lap for about 15 minutes and then he wants me to pick him back up. We spend a lot of time these days on the pallet in the living room. Overall he is the most precious little chunky money that there is!