My blue eyed beauty! :)

Valentine's Day is a happy day.

Since about 4th grade Valentine's day has been my favorite holiday. I started loving it even more in middle school and high school and then once I hit college it really became my favorite day of the year. (Say what? you ask? better than your birthday?! Yes, I reply.. BETTER THAN MY BIRTHDAY!)

Anyway, I'm not sure why I LOVE Valentine's Day so much, I think it's a combination of two things:

1. at my house, growing up, Valentine's Day wasn't all about significant others & lovers. It was just about love. My parents and grandparents both gave us cards and gifts and candy on Valentine's Day. It became a day to just show love for anyone you love. Not just those you're in a committed relationship with.

2. I love LOVE. Hello, this is no secret at all. i'm addicted to it. Real love, TV love, Movie love (have you seen the vow yet? I'm DYING to see it!), friendship love, sibling love, romantic love, love stories, pet love.. if it has to do with love.. i am SO in. 

The combination of these two things also means I have a classic case of the hopeless romantics. Heard of it? It's a tragic ailment. i am obsessed with love and all that it encompasses. 

So, today, I am going to make a list of all the things I love:

That hottie with the green tie (ya know that guy?)

My little Pookie:

My family:

dancing: 

a good belly aching laugh:

...and much much more...

but before I type more things I love, I'm going to go love on my little girl!

kelly clarkface

if you know me, you probably already know i've been a kelly clarkson fan since her idol days (hello, middle school!) and her music video for Stronger does not disappoint. i love the chorus. The guys in suits is my favorite.

unable to get up off our knees

"I strongly suspect that if we saw all the difference even the tiniest of our prayers make, 

and all the people those little prayers were destined to affect, 

and all the consequences of those prayers down through the centuries, 

we would be so paralyzed with awe at the power of prayer 

that we would be unable to get up off our knees for the rest of our lives."

~Peter Kreeft, Professor of Philosophy, Boston College

new years eve

i know. If there was an award for slack-blogging i'd probably take the gold.

but, it means i've been doing a lot of REALLY fun things. So, that's sayin' something.

Christmas=amazing.
New Years=so fun.
and everyday in between was just top notch. more on that later.

i had to share this. i know, i'm like 10 days late but i've fallen in love with these two and secretly hope they fall in love and have the world's cutest kids (no, eleanora never cuter than you!)

i'll be back soon with a real update, post, pictures, etc!!

don’t go too crazy… there’s more pictures now.

I’m home for Christmas Break and let’s be honest: I probably won’t blog much at all.
So, enjoy this pictures of the ever darling, Eleanora while I’m away partying.

Enjoy!

Remember how I said she has mastered the stank face? I wasn’t kidding.

animal print & purple? I just die!

look at those two cuties!! ow ow!

good morning, beautiful.

Stank face, yet again.

Oh I just want to gobble her up!

Her face CRACKS me up in this one. It’s like “really, dad?”

and for good measure.. just to mix things up a bit, ya know?
The Grand Tetons over thanksgiving. mmm GORGEOUS, I tell ya!

baby update

so, I’ve been apprehensive to post pictures of our little E, but apparently people like that! :]
so, here’s some more pictures. and her stats of yesterday:

at 7 weeks old:

21.75” long
(that’s the 50th percentile for those of you that care)

10 pounds 11 ounces
(75th percentile… I love my chunky baby!)

and 15.4” head
(85th percentile… she’s beautiful AND smart!)

I know, right. she looks like the doll you had when you were ten that you saved up for and ordered out of a magazine.
Or got for Christmas. But the good news is: this doll’s arms won’t pop off! and she snuggles so much more!

someday when Christopher and her fall in love we’ll show this picture at their wedding.
This is Dave (who is one of Levi’s accounting buddies) and Lesley’s son.. Little E and him are quite the pals.

Even though she looks disgusted in this picture (she’s perfected her stank face)… she’s a total daddy’s girl.

She loves her owl hat so much she even made an owl “who who!” face for the picture!

the only part about her bath she doesn’t like is when the water gets cold and when we take her out.
Ladies and gents: we have a water baby on our hands!

and you can kind of see it in these last two pictures… but it would appear that we have a little ginger on our hands.
…er, maybe on her head would be a better way to say that? I love it!

and most days this is what she does all day long. :]

 

 

brown paper packages

things that make me absolutely giddy as of late:

Christmas lights!

the fact that there is no snow on the ground on December 1

the past 11 months (hello, marriage!)

coos of gratitude from Little E as she’s nursing

the past 4 weeks (hello, baby!)

crunching the leaves as I walk.

helpful friends & family

our bed

snuggling in our bed with E laying in between us.

Christmas stations on Pandora.

less than 3 weeks this semester will be over and I’ll have my husband back!

 

what are a few of your brown paper packages tied up with strings today?

we went from something missing to a family…

3 weeks! Can you believe my little darling is 3 weeks old already? I LITERALLY do not know where the time has gone. My days have never been shorter. Here's a little of what we've been up to the past three weeks:

Nana came to visit and saved us! She held the house together while I recovered and while we got the hang of things. Our only complaint was that two weeks was not enough time wit her! Come back, Nana!

Eleanora met one of her Grandpa Great’s:

She sported some gear from her parent’s current University:

And declared herself a “Daddy’s Girl!”

a few pictures.

 

…sorry I’ve been a lackluster blogger lately..

I’m sure you can understand why though.

I have a smiley baby who just begs for all my attention.

and I HAPPILY oblige.