Christmas Morning

Look at the crazy white tree...and yes, I have been trying to get that stupid star on top to stick up straight FOREVER. It's just not happening.


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In other, more exciting news, Hope woke up at 8am on Christmas Morning, Momma was cheering for joy for her extra 45 minutes of sleep....

I was cheering in my head people....I am just NOT a morning person.


Ask my employer.



Or my Husband.



Or my Doggies.



Just don't ask Hope, because I am pretty sure the girl is clueless that her Momma is not a morning person. Because she thinks it is HILARIOUS when she wakes me up by shreiking at the tops of her lungs every morning...she also thinks it's comical that I come into her room EVERY morning and stumble over the booby traps she has set for me during the night. I'm telling you people, she is just CRUEL :)


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Here comes the good part....


(We are back on the topic on Christmas again, by the way)

Hope recieved lots of fun gifts this year...Jayson was, of course, thrilled about them all, but he was especially excited about the Dora book. Just look at his face.

She also got WAAAAY to many toys, clothes, books, you name it the list continues from her Auntie and Uncle. They definetly spoil her.

I also have been trying to perfect the art of clean up with my little lady lately. So here she is, doing her duty and cleaning up all the Christmas presents.

Such a good little helper!

My Favorite Date

Okay, I think I need to preface this post by stating, for the record, the following:

I love with all my stinking heart and soul my hubby, Jayson.

I mean, how couldn't I? When on a daily basis he cleans the house, washes the dishes, and scrounges up dinner for the three of us? He is also the only one who feeds the dogs. I forget little details like that so it really is beneficial that he is around :)

Okay, now you are not only wondering if I am a fit pet owner but also if I am a fit parent, aren't you?

But the REAL reason I am bringing this up is because, lately, my ultimate date that just gets my heart a beatin' and my palms a sweatin' has nothing to do with my Baby Daddy....

Or how much it melts my heart to see him with our lovely toddler.

But instead, the tinnie-winnie little corner of my pathetic, teenage heart is somewhat attatched to watching this guy....

Specifically, this guy, in this movie, as that character. Still with me? The "this and thats" are confusing me, too.

And to go a little further, and get a little bit more "out there"...

I am OBSESSED with going on my crazy date nights with this pretty blonde to my left seen above. Yes, that's my SIL Angie. Yes, we are wearing Twilight shirts. Yes, we sneak away on a weekly basis to see NEW MOON. Is there anything wrong with that?

If there is...

...I don't want to be right.

Just KIDDING....In all seriousness I am about as RIGHT as you can get. Anyone still with me? Maybe I should have used the analogy of good and evil. Okay, so if loving twilight and seeing it with my sister-in-law, and eating bags and bags of buttery popcorn, chocolate, and coke in a sitting AND leaving my baby with her Daddy every time I need a fix is EVIL....then I guess I'm just doomed.

HOPE HEREAFTER
My husband asked me the other day "What does that mean?"

here·af·ter
adv.
1. Immediately following this in time, order, or place; after this.
2. In a future time or state: hope to win salvation hereafter.
noun
The afterlife: belief in a hereafter.

I wanted the title to represent that for the most part, I will post in relation to my adorable toddler Miss Hope. I made the blog to journal about her life. Now, I realize for this title to be completely accurate I would have had to start the blog over a year ago when Hope was born, but I didn't have much interest at all in Blogging at that point of my life...I was too busy changing diapers, doing laundry, and trying to remember which side I last nursed on.

The second reason I chose the title is because I believe in an afterlife, and more specifically I hold HOPE in the afterlife. I believe that God gave his one and only son, Jesus, who died on a cross to save us all from our sins, so that we may have everlasting life with him in a heavenly place he has set aside for us. A place free from fears and doubts, a place where we will be reunited with our fellow believers, our family, those we have lost. A place we can praise our Savior for eternity.

I hold HOPE in the HEREAFTER and as I am typing this I am quite literally holding Hope for what seems like a HEREAFTER as she naps...my arm has fallen asleep and her elbow is wedged right between my fourth and fifth intercostals. That's okay though, because it is rare that I get to hold her for very long anymore. She's a toddler now. She is a bundle of crazy energy...running around and shrieking at the top of her lungs. Where did all that time go? Wasn't I just talking about laundry, diapers, & breastfeeding? Okay -- truth be told, I still have my fair share of the first two, but my point is IT GOES BY FAST. So this is my conscious reminder to enjoy it...to soak it all in...EVEN THE DIAPERS.



Hope everyone reading (all three of you) have a wonderful Christmas, we are sending out our love to you all! Merry Christmas!