From Our Front Porch Looking In: March 2014

My days are all a jumble around here; I'm not even going to try and guess when this went down. But, it did and it was super, duper fun - so, I'm going to document.

It just so happened that Kendon (uncle "kennnnny") received his Eagle and Josh (uncle "dosh") got ordained on the same Sunday. Yahoo! for all inclusive family trips! But, really, we gossiped and ate. Then more family joined, and we did more of the same. Like we do.

Somehow we only managed to snap pictures at the Eagle thingy (i mean, what am i supposed to call it?). But, that's just what happens when your child doesn't sleep. And the time change. Ohhhh...I hate the time change.

^^meet ferg. abbsters new best friend. whether he likes it or not.^^

^^nailed it.^^

^^kendon vs. the rest of the world. yep. seems accurate. love that annoying kid more than i'll ever admit. also, notice him trying to irritate the crap out of good ol' dad? always. it's always like this.^^

^^doesn't get real-er than this, folks. true to character.

(and some sucky photography - brought to you by yours truly. you're welcome.)^^

^^racing in the halls of the elementary. the principal was maaaaaad.^^

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^^calling "Mama" (grandma) and "Gampa" (grandpa). to tattle on her parent, i'm sure. there was a lot of rambling, a sigh, and an "i fiiiiiine..."^^

Hi. We're still alive. But, barely. Life with a toddler. You guys, it's hard. You were right. There, I said it. You were right. I knew it before, but now I'm living it. And, the toddler is a mini-me. Double whammy. My husband thought I was bad as "adult Alyssa"... and then he had to contend with the toddler version (and adult version) at the same time. The man is a saint. A saint, I tell ya.

Take tonight, for instance. She refused to eat her dinner (stir-fry), and instead, laughed hysterically as she tickled herself with the bottle of soy sauce (we were confused, too). Then, she settled down to watch Despicable Me 2, and demanded a fresh, hot, chocolate krinkle from the oven. No sir. So, we told her she could eat a banana, then get a cookie.

Fast forward thirty minutes: I'm sitting at the table, frantically trying to finish an assignment (due in 30 minutes) - when I see D. lunge (in slow motion) across the kitchen as a little hand, magically grown 5 inches to be able to reach, grabs the entire cooling rack of cookies. Powdered sugar...every.where.

Also, school. What a mess. I'm not good at school, guys. In fact, I really hate it - and I'm not good at it. The combination is fatal. I've tried. For 23 weeks, I've tried. And now, I'm ready to quit. I'm Alyssa, and I'm a quitter.

Oh, and the fate and future of our lives lies in the hands of strangers who don't realize that it is the fate of our future. Ugh.

Buuuuttt... Life is not all bad (though I do seem to bring doom and gloom to this site, lately). In fact, it's rarely bad. As challenging as a toddler is, she is hilarious and a fireball of fun. Really. We are always laughing. And the loves. And the kisses. I mean, when she was a baby, she didn't know better, but to give cuddles and kisses. Now, she willingly gives them. I melt.

Girlfriend got her very first tricycle this weekend. And the weather has been so nice lately, I mean, could it be, Utah? Are you really giving us a spring in March? I die.

We visited the dinosaur park, and Lady ate it up. And, spent a weekend in Idaho, with family. Awesome. As always D. is superman. Friends and lunch dates have been in full swing, and birthday parties (kennedy is two! what?! happy birthday, miss kj!). Also, Abby's favorite dancing music: *NSYNC. Like I said, life really is pretty good, and not all complaints; but sometimes, this is real life. Posts and pictures to come soon: as soon as I locate, and secure my sanity.

...meaning 18 years or so?

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Let's be real for a minute. Our life is in limbo, again. So, someone tell me - is life just one great, big limbo game? That doesn't even make sense, I know. But, really, we are always waiting on the next step, aren't we? Not that I'm not enjoying the current step, because I am, completely. But, once again, we are waiting for other people to tell us if our lives are going to take an about face, and when.

Anyway, the best, most comforting to happen to me the last week:

Because, there's nothing a little *NSYNC can't cure. And dancing in the kitchen. Annnnd, watching my toddler dance to "Bye, Bye, Bye." Literally, I felt completed. Also, is it weird that these songs make me feel stable? Like things really haven't changed.

Oh, and check out girlfriend:

^^blurry pictures are always appreciated, right?^^

I mean, really. Let's talk about drastic changes slash not being in control. Wasn't it just yesterday that she couldn't climb on the drawers and demand to wear the "neigh!" (unicorn) shirt? And, as soon as I did her hair she didn't pull a hat onto her head.

Oh, the two binkies? No idea, but really, it's to be expected from the addict we call our daughter. Judge us.

I've never been good at limbo.

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^^att-i-tude.

someone tell me i don't have reason to be nervous for the next 18 years. anyone? beuller? beuller?^^

Well, we went swimming in February. Told you we are ready for warm weather. Grandpa H. has been dying to take Girlfriend to the hot pots, so that's just what we did. In February. Hashtag: awesome parents, right? Anyway, I was nervous (what's new, really...), but of course she loved it. And so did we. Though, I'm certain we all left with 13 diseases each. Look at that water! You tell me it's sulfur water, I say it's just an excuse for more people to deposit nasty things into the water and not be discovered.

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