Summer Part 1(picture overload)

Summer so far in a nutshell. Brady reunion, Gpas 90, blessing dress and accessories, Hogle zoo, 24th celebrations, home cooked goodness, bridesmaid and wedding decor, Utah fairs, warm roadside veges, lots of traveling, lots of visitors. Good ole family time! I think I got it all. I have no idea what order the pics will post in but enjoy.

Wednesday

Got the house cleaned today. Oak and Mais are walking all over the house holding hands and playing together. They are precious! Can't wait for Aar to get home so I have someone to run with. Starting to make a blessing dress for a sweet little baby that my beautiful friend p is carrying. Going to the Gateway tomorrow to see my sister/friend try on a wedding dress. This weekend is the Brady Family reunion and grandpa's 90 birthday celebration. Talking in church on Sunday and mom and step-dad are coming to listen. Fabulous week and beautiful day!

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Life

The world is hot. My babies are growing and life is peachy. It breaks my heart a little bit to see my girls getting soooooooo big but I know that this is the natural cycle of life. Babies in the house, wrinkles, babies grow, wrinkles, babies gone, more wrinkles. Oh man do I love my precious little girls and I am starting to feel another little one knocking on the uterus, so I guess it is coming about that time. I am still on my depression medication and the pre and post birth blues are still very real but there has not been enough testing on pregnancy and depression meds to justify uncertainty. So right now I am winging myself off and it has been wonderful. I am strong and the thought of another little Aaron running around this big world makes me feel stronger. I love my family. Oak is learning number and letter recognition and also how to write numbers and letters. She can draw shapes, color in the lines, and read books from memory. She is so smart. Mais is learning more and more everyday of how to be a pain in her sisters butt. Holy cow she is a pistol but so cute. Aaron is working hard and doing great. He finished his schooling not long ago so we are looking hard for jobs and trying to make our way down south a bit. We are excited for a new adventure but all in due time. I started kind of a journaling blog. If you feel like reading more, take a look. Bradyinreallife.blogspot.com. I am still trying to figure out how to post pics from the iPad. When I figure it out, you will be the first to know. So there ya go. I will update again soon.

Precious...

Laying here in bed alone because Aaron fell asleep with Maisy on the couch. I can hear him breathe and shift position to get more comfortable because a fatty like Maisy takes up a lot of space. Oaklee loves it when I tickle her tongue with her toothbrush while brushing her teeth. She thinks it is all in fun but little does she know, I do that to get rid of her sometimes stinky breath. The window is open and the mountain air is cool and crisp. My favorite kind of atmosphere to sleep in because I pull the covers all the way up to my chin and stick one foot out of the blanket. Perfect amount of warmth and chill all at the same time. My mind is at ease but my heart sings listening to my Aaron breath, knowing he is cuddling my chubby baby, Oee has clean teeth and fresh breath and her giggle is heaven, and I am wrapped safe and warm in this haven that my best friend and I have created. My beautiful life and the precious things that fill it.

Relay for life...

Aaron and I are participating in the Relay For Life of St. George this year. It is a 24 hr relay that supports the American Cancer Society. All donations made will go to this fantastic cause. Aaron and I have made a personal goal of raising $100 each. Please help us make or even exceed this goal by going to Relayforlife.com, click on get involved and donate to a participant. You can then type in one of our names and a pay option should then come up. Any help that you could give to this fantastic cause would be great. Thank you so much from the two of us and anyone that has been affected by cancer in some way.

Service Idea

Okay so I had this idea a while ago but didn't think much of it until I was watching tv this morning. I thought to myself "Self, there is probably so much more you could be doing than wasting your time watching tv." Then I remembered this idea I had had a while ago. What is something that is so badly needed with a new baby? Receiving blankets. I have learned that a fantastic receiving blanket is measured a yard in length and most cloth is typically measured 48 inches in width and my favorite blankets were always made of flannel. These blankets are crazy easy to make and I am truly not just saying this because I love to sew but because it really is incredibly easy. Cloth goes face to face, sew up three sides, flip face out and then sew up the fourth side. Easy, I know. So what if I could complete a project of making these sweet blankets for a baby who really needs it. Primary Childrens Hospital has a list of things that can be donated to their facility for families in need. If I could die saying that I helped make a difference in one person's life, I would consider my life a success. So enough talk, I would like to make several or more of these receiving blankets and donate them to this wonderful hospital. I also would love to enlist the help of the beautiful women in my life, whether you know how to sew or not. Something this simple is a great way to learn the basics of sewing while also easing a family in need. I have to call the hospital and inform them of my idea and then go around to local cloth stores and ask for their help. Typically with a donation a business will ask for a letter of proof that the things being donated will indeed be donated. So now here we go, receiving blankets made by women for the little patients of the hospital. I am dead serious about seeing this come about and if you want to help let me know.

Dear grandma...

Dear grandma,

Last night, Valentines Day, was spent eating homemade Alfredo, jumbo King Crab legs, Asparagus , drinking sparkling cider and enjoying the day of love with my three favorite people. What a blessed woman I am to be able to look into three pairs of the same denim blue eyes and truly say that my heart is completely full. I love my life! Now that those beautiful thoughts are on the table, why does a three year old always spill apple sauce all over the kitchen floor right after I mop, and more over why does she get blue sucker stuck in her hair after a bath. Also, how does an eleven month old find and rip apart an entire stash of tampons that were hidden in the very back of the cupboard and how does she climb up on the back of the huge couch when it is literally ten times her size. Holy cow do I look gorgeous when I look in the mirror and I see a woman with orange patatoe stains on her shirt, little remnants of booger smeared on her pants, hair disheveled, and hands like raisins from cleaning a house, and taking care of the little messes children make. Again I truly love my life. There is not another thing I imagine myself doing, thank heavens! I love you grandma. Give grumps heart a kiss for me!

Love, Rotten Rach

Dear grandma...

Dear grandma,

Life is lovely. Maisy was playing with a comb of mine the other day and didn't really know what to do with it. So I took it from her and combed my hair then combed hers and gave it back. She looked at it for a second then began to comb her own hair. Another story, I had both of my girls sitting on my lap the other day and Maisy snatched a toy that Oee was playing with.Oee said with a growl "dont Mais" then she hit Maisy on the shoulder.Maisy then looked at Oee astonished and hit her back. Then Oee hit Maisy. Then Maisy hit Oee. Then Oee hit Maisy. Then Maisy turns and looks at me with a "mom do something" face and then she laid her head on my shoulder. I was laughing so hard. And now one more story, so i was doing some chores the other day and I was in the living room. The girls had been quiet for quite a while so I traveled back to their bedroom and what do I find but both of them sitting on Oee's bed, backs against the wall, sharing a bag of chips. Okay I just thought of one more story I wanted to share. Maisy hates when someone goes into a room and shuts the door so that she can't follow. She stands up at the door, pounds on it with her sweet fluffy hands, and shouts "MA" until you open the door. I am amazed constantly at the things my girls have learned. Oee came home from church the other day and was talking about Joseph Smith. My little beauties are amazing and I don't know what am I doing but my kids aren't dead yet so I must be doing something right. Being a mother is one of my favorite blessings. Oh I love those silly girls. I hope grump is doing better and that you are getting some sleep. We love you and miss you.

Love, Rotten Rach

Dear stinky old man...

Dear stinky old man...

Just got off the phone with you and I wanted you to know that you did not need to take such drastic measures if you wanted to talk to me. You better quit fakin your bad heart bit cuz it is starting to get old. Now listen here you grumpy thing, I love you more than you know. Take how much you love me and quadruple that and that still won't be enough for how much I love you, now stick that in your back pocket. Now I saw a picture of how sexy you looked this morning with your white legs and cute green frock. You just keep looking that good and grandma is going to have start beating off nurses. So until we speak again, read a manual on how to work those cellular devices that people call phones and remember that you have three girls and a handsome grandson in Herriman Utah that are loving you, praying for you and grandma, and pretty much thinking about you constantly. You told me once to hold strong to the truth of what I know. The truth that I know is that families are together forever but don't you think about practicing that truth anytime soon. I love you grump, now quit being a pansy and get your butt home.

All the love with in my being, Your Rotten Rach

Dear Grandma...

Dear Grandma,

I know that I promised you a letter two weeks ago but better late than never and I promise to write once a week again.

It snowed this morning and looking out my bedroom window I can see the Oqquirh Mountain Temple. It's beauty next to the purity of the white snow brings an undescribable happiness to my heart. This time last year I felt shattered. Mom and Dad's divorce was something I thought my heart and my brain could never recover from. Multiple questions would seize the calm that is supposed to be present in the early morning hours of everyday. I could not sleep and I could rarely escape a night without crying myself to sleep. Eating without nausea, from being pregnant and also from anxiety,was hard to come by. But looking back a year and some months after the divorce I find that I can still breathe. Healing accompanied with forgiveness has taken the place of anger and bitterness and now instead of crying tears of pain, I cry tears of joy. This christmas was probably the best I can ever remember. So much laughter and love filled the company of the homes we visited. I love my mother so much and I am so glad that she has found happiness in my step dad and his children, all of whom I love like we have always been from the same blood. I have two more sisters, a brother, three cats and a dog. Ha ha I love the Williams clan more than I can say and I love them even more for welcoming my family into their legacy. My father is the hero I grew up idolizing as a little girl. Watching him cling with everything to Christ and his atonement to overcome pain and trials has been testimony changing to me. My sweet dad truly is the greatest man I have ever known and I am so grateful for the goofy personality that I get to hear from everyday on the phone. His phone calls truly make my week. Jenna said this morning that she gets to begin her paperwork March 1. I can't beleive that my little sister is going to serve in the mission field of the church. She is amazing and has made a 180 in her life. I admire her strength so much.

So pretty much all is well in my world. Aaron is the sunshine that I wake every morning for and my little girls are the loud screams that wake me up. My life is such a beautiful jumble of perfection and I am so grateful for the Lord and his tender mercies.

I love you grandma and hope to see you soon.

Love, Your Rotten Rach