







Life isn't about wating for the storm to pass...It's about learning how to dance in the rain. Bailamos!










I'm telling ya, I was in the shade most of the day with a sweatshirt and a blanket. I seriously don't know how this happened. My friends that hung out with me didn't look like this. There was no amount of cover up that could fix it so I went to church looking ridiculous. People think I went snow skiing, which is totally possible because it snowed in the mountains last week!



(Oh and I was so crazy busy trying to get out the door, I forgot to change my shoes...nice flip flops huh.)









...I don't think so.

He has shown me what it would have been like to have the best dad in the world. Everyday I watch him with our children I see what I missed. But then again, I also see what I did right. I refused to settle when it came to finding the father of my children. I made sure I got it right so that my kids would have it right. Here is what they got...
A dad who will sit through Princesses on Ice, High School Musical, Annie and listen to the Wicked soundtrack over and over again...just to name a few very unmanly things we put him through on a regular basis.


A dad who will rearrange his work schedule to be at soccer games, school functions, piano and dance recitals.

A dad who tells them they are beautiful every single day and tucks them in every single night with a hug and a kiss, and a jump on the bed.

A dad who will give them a priesthood blessing at the drop of a hat when they need one.
A dad who will always be there to love them, watch over them and protect them.

This is the father of my children. This is why I celebrate father's day.
Nine years ago today at roughly 10am I was in the Chicago Illinois LDS temple, promising to be Aric's wife for time and all eternity. I have to be honest, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Looking back it is scary to think about how little I really knew Aric and how little he really knew me. We had only dated about three months when he proposed and six months later we were married. Thankfully we were both committed to the gospel of Jesus Christ and we were very prayerful when made this humongous decision, it didn't hurt that we were totally into each other and crazy in love.
I wanted our first song to be "We are in love" by Harry Connick Jr, but Aric thought it was too cheesy and besides that Aric doesn't fast dance. We went with "And I love her" by The Beatles. I picked it out, Aric went along with it, mainly because we couldn't agree on any other song and we both liked the Beatles. Plus my Uncle Al, who happened to be our Bishop at the time, is a die hard Beatles fan and we knew it would make him happy.
"...Bright are the stars that shine, dark is the sky, I know this love of my will never die...and I love her. A love like ours will never die, as long as I have you near me..."
Very sweet, very mushy. But our love was very new and it was kind of all about the girl. How self centered of me! And even though it is a beautiful song I don't think it totally refects our personalities. But it is still our song. (You can find it on our playlist below, it's after this song)
Happy Anniversary, I love you and I'll try really hard not to push you too far today.
Back in January, Aric and I had the spirit witness to us that it was time to adopt a baby through LDS Family Services. Little did we know what would be in store for us. After our initial meeting with our caseworker we were feeling pretty low. We had no idea what a long tedious process this was going to be. After sulking for a day or so I decided that this was my job. Everyday I would get up and go to work on the paperwork, make phone calls and schedule the needed appointments. So on any given day I was filling out background checks, searching for birth and marriage cerificates, scheduling doctor appointments (we all needed to get physicals), getting stuff notorized, finding our tax form, getting fingerprinted, filling out hours worth of very personal qestionaires, building websites and scheduling interviews and home visits.
After three long hours in the car we made it just in time for Eden's recital. I signed up to be the backstage mom and I am still recovering from that nonsense....Anywho....Here are some backstage photos...(Due to all the adorableness, it is impossible for me to make these pictures smaller)





