"I don't want to touch it!"

Emree is a scaredy cat. She does not like animals, not one bit. Well, she loves the zoo, but pets are a no go. My parents have a dog and we are constantly being informed that Tanna is in the backyard, but it is always followed up by..."and I don't want to touch it." The boys can not help, but tease her and ask her if she wants to pet the dog over and over again. I am not sure I blame her for making that point very clear.

We asked Emree if she wanted to go horse back riding this week and we all knew getting her on a horse would be a challenge. She was so excited. She talked about it a day in advanced and begged for me to take her until the time actually came. Of course she cried. Of course Tyler had to force her onto the horse. And of course she yelled over and over, "I don't want to touch it!" She did eventually calm down and enjoy her self a little bit. Then when she got off there was no way you were getting her back on. She refers back to the horses fondly. She tells us how fun it was and how daddy and her chased the butterfly, but she always lets us know that she still doesn't want to touch it.

Was it worth it? I am not sure, but our pictures are sure cute!

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Four Years!

Four Years ago I married the man of my dreams. Every day is not a fairy tale, but we are living happily ever after. We often look back at that time when we met each other as the best days of our lives. I think it was/is so magical because you meet someone and you both love each other so much that you want to spend eternity together. You can not imagine one moment in your life with out that person by your side. Then you get married and we chuckle because sometimes you feel stuck with them. As the Huey Lewis song proclaims, Ty-"I'm happy to be stuck with you". Four years ago he swept me off my feet and yesterday I was super grateful he swept the floor! Four years ago he was my knight in shining armor and this whole week I am thankful he stayed up at night with Emree. Four years ago I was so excited to fall asleep every night in his arms and now we are still excited for that because our baby is the worst sleeper ever :). Not much has changed and yet so much has. I love him more at this very moment then I did yesterday and so much more than I could have imagined loving him four year ago! Happy Anniversary to the best friend a girl could ever ask for. I love you.

Sick!

I would have to say that we know how to spread sickness just as good as we know how to spread jelly. Our poor poor friends.

Monday night Emree threw up. This is where it all began. She was pretty happy right after. Tyler and I tag teamed the clean up and Tyler slept on her floor to make sure everything was all right.

Tuesday morning was my craft get together. I text messaged everyone to let them know Emree had thrown up, but reassured them that it would be fine and that we thought it was just something she ate. Everyone came. Everyone crafted.

Tuesday night in the middle of the night we had another round of throwing up. Ty and I tag teamed the clean up. Another bath, another round of laundry and this time we set the baby monitor up in her room. We had to do that twice that night. Ty slept on the floor and got the third time with a bowl.

Wednesday night "same song, different story." This time I got sick to. I do not throw up, but I was feeling it. While we are cleaning up Emree I had to try my best not to lose it.

Thursday...long day for everyone (did I mention that Friday was Ty's first of many finals). This is when I decided to message all my friends who had come to do crafts. If I wasn't feeling good that means that some of them must have gotten the bug. So far four of them have been infected. What is this bug? Take it away!

Friday or Today... we thought we were better. I felt great, Jesse seems completely unaffected. Emree has gone 24 hours with out throwing up and so we head to the store. I spoke too soon. Poor Emree it was all over the grocery store floor. I fought every thing in me that told me to run and hide my face. I wiped Emree up with a wipe and then went and got an employee to clean up the floor. I told my mom later that I was just glad she hadn't done it in the car.

Friday night...Tyler is not feeling so good. Hmmm this is never ending.I only hope my poor friends will forgive me!

Crafty?

I definitely would not say I am crafty and my mom will attest. Crafts do not come natural to me, I am not always a perfectionist, I get bored, and I talk to much to get anything done. BUT I refuse to not do crafts. I love doing them. I love when they actually turn out and I love giving gifts I have made to people. It seems so much more personal. In fact, my crafts are kind of like my blog. A little messy and thrown together, but who cares! :)

So, I decided to do a host a little craft get together today. I invited a few women in our ward to make some hair bows. Five women and 3 toddlers and 4 babies later we had survived. I did most of my bows after everyone left lol. I am not sure any one got a lot of crafting done and I should have provided more food (what is a get together with out food), but everyone enjoyed the company.

Here are all the bows I made...


The crafting counter. Thanks to Kim we had a lot of awesome buttons!



Baby Brenden was enjoying the new scenery as he crawled under the table.


Baby Annie was the youngest member of our crafty crew, three and a half weeks! She is so precious and loved the swing as much as my kids do.


Isn't this a great picture of baby Jesse?! haha


Baby Eloise joined the sleeping crew! She is also sporting a bow and headband made by her mom Kim.


Here is the rest of the crew. I didn't get one good picture of the toddlers, but look at those hot mommas!


I seriously wish I was more naturally crafty. What do you wish you were good at?

Easter Ideas?!

For some reason teaching about the Easter Bunny is easy. Emree totally gets it. The Easter Bunny hops on over to our house and brings us a basket full of presents. Of course that makes total sense.

But for some reason I am having a hard time finding a way to teach her about the true meaning of easter. Does anyone have a good idea of something to do for a two year old to help her think about the Savior on such a sacred holiday? Please HELP!