summer fun

I'm not really up for writing to much, but I thought a few pictures might be nice any way! Enjoy!






We took a day trip to see the Grand Canyon

Brad and I went to Vegas and saw Phantom of the Operah (loved, loved, loved it!)

Heaven

I have only ONE dessert love. But it costs 6$ So Brad learned how to make it.

Four words.

My. Husband. Loves. Me.



Homemade.....Apple Skilitini baby.

Belle's 1!

Actually, she's been one for a month now, but i'm not on the ball.

We had a great little family party, and dad made her a pink cake with her name on it. She sure loved eating it! She's definitely our little princess.....

Brads 30!

Yeaaaay! He's the sexiest 30 year old I've ever seen. Anyways...I'm pretty sure he's going through some kind of pre-mid life crisis thing because, everything seems to be not right! His hip hurts, his knees hurt and his ankle, and a myriad of other problems that don't seem to manifest themselves if your in your 20's.

Well, to celebrate, we had a little theme party...Mustache and Wig....
It turned out to be a blast. Everybody was such a good sport, and the boys showed up wearing a mustache and the girls...a wig. We had some fun improv games planned...THANKS Everyone for being such good sports, we really had a blast!

Pigtails

It's our first!! We can finally do pigtails. I can't stop looking at her because I think she is just so perfect. Unfortunately the pigtails aren't though, a little crooked, but hey....cut me some slack...it's not like I've done this before....

One of the things I love...

One of the things I love about two year olds is their preoccupation with pocketing little treasures. I remember when Wes was two, he would do the same thing. I do laundry with a hint of a smile on my face each time now, wondering what little treasures will come out of Miles' pockets as I empty them. I can just picture Miles coming upon something that just looks to cool to pass by, so with his chubby little hand he decides with a grin to pocket it for further investigation. I took a picture last time just so I could remember the tender moment.




...a nickel, a red crayon, a bakugan (some new toy)and a dice.

trouble

So I'm laying in bed a few weeks ago, and it's about 7:15 am. I hear Wes get up, which is normal. He usually goes and watches some cartoons for a while. Well, I hear him go into the garage, then come back inside. Then I hear the front door open, and I'm thinking "what is he doing!?" So I go out to find him, and I meet him at the front door with a huge bottle rocket firecracker, and a lighter...headed out the door. I didn't even have to say a word. He looked at me and repeats over and over "I'll put it back...mom...I'm putting it back!'

What was he thinking? He just randomly wakes up and decided to go search the garage for left over fireworks, and decides to light one off at 7:00 in the morning. Boys....I swear.