Apparently I have a 9 year old son named Banner. Yep. He and Tanner are besties and he even carved a pumpkin with us on Sunday. So if you ask Tanner, he probably has a brother.
For other news, I will post pictures and let you in on the latest happenings around these here parts
Tanner went out trick or treating as Darth Vader. He was supremely cool looking and even scared a few people with his super cool light saber.
This is our new front door mat that Matt picked out.
My new welcome sign I got last weekend. It's red and awesome
Our finished pumpkins.
Tanner's pumpkin
Banner's pumpking...yes, he carved this ALL by himself
Matt's awesome pumpkin
I made these cool rice krispie pumpkins for Tanner's class party. They were soft and chewy and oh so yummy!
Pumkin seeds. Little story: this is our first year carving pumpkins. Matt and I have carved them as kids but since we've been married (11 years) this is our first. It was most exciting!
Matt tends to be MUCH more patient with Tanner than I am. I think it's a trait I inherited from my Mom because I just want to do it for him and my Mom was the same way with me when I couldn't figure out how to do stuff. I'm better but it's a learning process.
Me, with my hand in my pumpkin guts. Sometimes my hair is curly. Sometimes it's blue too.
How I felt about sticking my hand in a mushy, cold, stringy, wet pumpkin.
My ever so cute, adorable #1 boy Tanner
My wickedly awesome, cute husband
So we had a ward Halloween party on Saturday night but we were invited out on a date with our charming Trek Daughter, A.J., and her husband so we went to the party for an hour and then went on our fun date. This is our best bowling pose...actually this pose probably explained my dismal score of 69.
This is A.J. and Brett's best bowling pose. He won with over 120 points.
Matt and I as Thing 1 and Thing 2
No, I'm not secretly "Vanna Whiting" my stomach to "secretly" announce I'm pregnant.
Sadly, we didn't get ANY pictures of the 3 of us! Too bad.
Tanner was a wizard (or warlock) for his Halloween performance.
Isn't he such a cute, adorable, sweet wizard that you ever did see? It's not like I'm biased or anything.
this picture is kinda backwards. I went and had a Mary Kay make over and this was after. Isn't Tanner's face priceless? Like worth a thousand or more words for sure.
Here's the make over. It's a little more dramatic than I normally do, but not so much that I look like a whore.
This one is mostly for Megan. When she was here last she suggested I put a bow on this wreath so I did. It's okay. I'm not totally in love with it but it works for now.
What else has been going on in our neck of the woods? 21 days and Tanner will be 8! Like wasn't he just born last year? Didn't we just spend half of his first 2 years of life in the hospital having surgeries? That wasn't THAT long ago was it??? Man oh man it's flown right by. I am beyond excited for this phase and for the joy that he has brought into not only our lives but the lives of our family and friends. The love I feel for him as his mother is beyond anything I can begin to explain.
I won't lie and say that it's been overly easy lately being a Mother. He has tried/tested us to every limit we can think of. As I was explaining my frustrations about feeling negatively about being a Mother (which is huge because being a Mother is a role I deeply cherish and value) to someone, she said something oh so wise. She said that before children are baptized, she felt the adversary can still influence them and they can do things that they normally don't do because Satan knows that they are about to be baptized and of course he doesn't want that. I hope that makes sense. It was an Ah hah moment for me. We have made more of an effort to be loving and patient with him and explain that choices, good or bad, have a consequence. It has calmed the frustration about 7 notches.
I think about the day he will be baptized almost non-stop. I wonder if Matt and I have taught him all that we could have by now. I wonder if he will understand the importance of what he is about to do. I wonder if he will feel the Holy Ghost and know what it is. I wonder if he's ready. I wonder if Matt and I have been the best parents we could be and if we've failed in any way. In the end, I believe it will all be okay. No parent is perfect and I'm certainly not expecting that I am or have been. I just hope that I have been the best that I have had the potential to be.
Life is good and we are happy and healthy and that's what matters most.
