Are You Kidding ME?

Listen body. We've been getting up at 5am for nearly a month now. Working out and drinking gallons of water, eating handfuls of raw almonds, and cutting out the sugar. The fact that we are STILL weighing in at 157.8 is UNACCEPTABLE. Biggest loser for the board starts February 1st. You'd better start losing the fat weight at a faster rate than adding the muscle weight. Seriously. I will go rouge and put you on 2 protein shakes a day. I will do it. This is not a joke.

tri what?

I don't think that I ever really have exercised my tricepts before. EVER. Want to know how i know this? Because they BURN and SHAKE and make me cry like a baby every time I do a set in my Rock Solid class. It's getting better. Today I could make it until the last one. I did my first set with 2 8 pound weights, because I had no idea that was what we were moving to. Yeah lady. Deb needs her 1 pound 5 for those, or you're going to have her in the fetal position by set 2.
Today, we had 3 people in our class. Friday is a really bare day at the gym. I don't get it. Friday is the easiest day for me to be up. Today's instructor had us go onto the track to do 30 minutes of lunges and squats. Yeah. 1/2 way through who comes walking around the track, but my next door neighbor and guy across the street. yeah, as we're squatting for 1/4 of the track with our faces to the wall and butts to the audience. So awkward. I was not excited about moving from the cool, well ventilated, very private aerobic room to the gym that is public, and smells like 13 year old boys. I did get a good sweat, and workout, but it was only a 2 minute stretch and cool down, and I don't think that's very wise. Other trainers do 50 minutes workout 5-10 minute cool down so that you stretch it all well. Whine whine whine. Ok Ava has woken time to get back to the mom thing.

weigh in day

157.
Three weeks. gym. eating habits changing. pain. sweat. 5am. and 157. I'm crazy irritated.

the habit is being formed

So when I heard Simon crying this morning, it wasn't so painful to be up and out of bed at 6am. Thankfully, he went back to sleep next to Chris once I changed him and gave him milk. This happens 1 out of every 100000000000 mornings. Rare. I then had the energy to be up. It was a little weird. I switched the laundry. And then my body was like...OK GYM TIME. I didn't go, because my gym clothes were very stinky and next in line for the washer. So I went downstairs to the air matress and forced myself to lie there a while. I hadn't gotten to bed until almost midnight, and, even though I got a KILLER nap yesterday, I knew I'd need a little extra down time to make it through this day. It's nice to know that I'm getting used to the early up and moving routine. It's definitely taken a while.
This morning, Chris and I made breakfast together. This also doesn't happen often, as he's usually getting ready to head out while I made the food. he was going to leave at 6am again today, but has decided to wait until 10. He hasn't seen the kids all week with his 6am to 12am study/work schedule. They are loving every moment. Me too. We made eggs with green peppers, mushrooms, sundried tomato turkey and cheese. SO SO GOOD. He even added redhot when they were out of the pan. He knows me so well. Eggs are the best way for me to start my day, but can get so boring. Adding the veggies made a HUGE difference.
Last night, the kids and I played together. I had taken a 2 hour nap, and they took about 2.5 hours. I was able to play in their world, with their energy level. It was amazing. The stories she comes up with and the whole world she imagines. Simon played along as the police officer. He'd pick up a baby and stroke it with a smile "bubee, buhbee" It was really sweet. We played for almost 2 hours down there. And we cleaned the toy room in the process. VICTORY! I hope to be able to have more moments like that. More naps for mom :)
Well, it's time to put away laundry and shower and take over so that Chris can get in his studying. We may even go on a date tonight. We're wild.

I almost slept through my workout today. After the 3rd time the alarm went off, I got up to turn it off, thinking it was Chris's alarm-totally forgetting that I had set one of my own. I blinked...5:15, why is Chris getting up an hour early? OH CRAP. HE'S NOT, I AM.
I ran around like a crazy lady looking for socks, water, bottle, bra, etc and Mary and I got to the gym at 5:35. I walked into the Friday Rock Solid class to a new instructor-who was filling in-and only one other person. I had no warm up, as they start at 5:30 sharp. I went right into 8 pound free weight triceps workout. WOW. THAT SUCKED. ALOT. The trainer today, is usually the spin instructor, and has no mercy. It was 55 minutes of pain. shaking. light headedness. sweat. grunting. and all around great workout. I know it had to be great, because I'm exhausted and sore and used muscles I wasn't even aware existed.
On the one hand, I'm grateful she was a sub, on the other, I bet she'd be one heck of a personal trainer. I have yet to lose any weight. I think being home and overly stresesd with the home, work, kids wanting my 24 hour attention at the same time leads me to junk eating and stress isn't really conducive to weight loss.
Audrey came and baby sat the kids for about 90 minutes last night so that I could get out of the house. I went grocery shopping. I know, I'm wild. I got 90% veggies. Here's to healthier eating. Now, if it would please warm up so that i'm not running to the cocoa that would be grand.
Also, could someone please call Super nanny for me? Simon can't say my name without SCREAMING it and I really don't want to spend the next 10 years that way. REALLY!

Sisters 38 Weeks 1.19.2011

Special thanks to Pam and Kris-our sisters who are currently 38 weeks pregnant. Music "Ooh La-la-dee-dah" is from Aaron Ashton's album Split the Difference and can be purchased here
If you have the ability to play the video in 1080p I would choose that setting as the playback, as it is much nicer, and the format which I exported the movie. Thanks!

now that's dedication

So, for the first time in a week, I made it back to the aquatic center. Let me tell you, the idea of going back to bed was ultra tempting, as I turned off the alarm. I looked out my window, and saw the light on across the street, and knew that just wasn't an option. Thank you, Mary, for being diligent so that I will be diligent. I did 15 minutes on the eliptical. 7 minutes forward. 7 back. I know that sounds wimpy, but seriously I was bored out of my mind at minute 1. I need to remember to bring music or something.
From there, I went to the weight room. I pulled some 5 pound weights and went into the hallway. I began my lunges, with curls and arm presses, like we used to do in the warehouse last January. Of course, I was using 12 pounders last year. I doubled my reps of arm curls and presses, to make up for my wimpy 5 pound ability. Need to build back up. As I'm half way down the hall, a trainer past me and said "Wow~ lunges in the hallway with weights, now THAT'S dedication." I couldn't tell if he was serious or not, so I just laughed and said "It's the only way I know." He commented, "No, really. It's best out here." and kept walking. I guess yeay me?!
I don't feel as awesomely worked out as I do after Rock Solid class, but I'm not as sore either. I did 15 minutes doing 3 reps of 10 on different weight machines. All the while, I'm picturing this self I saw in a dream this weekend. The self that fits her pants. I know she's there. I just have to whittle away the damage I've done.
St. George was so much fun. We hiked Zions. We played in Snow Canyon. Mom and I walked the outlets for nearly 3 hours. You wanna talk sore feet? Oh my gosh. Oh and the hips. Yeah, it was a workout ;)
Friday is a rocksolid class. Maybe I'll take an Ibuprofen as I walk out the door. Is that bad? No more sleeping in. No more excuses. And definitely no more staying up past 10. If I want to succeed I need a solid 8 hours of sleep. Exhaustion and stress are not conducive to weight loss.

So i skipped the gym...again. I looked out my window at 5am. Snow. Ice. No plows yet. I decided that it was not happening. So, this afternoon I took the liberty of spending a good 45 minutes on snow and ice removal. We hate shoveling snow. Obviously. So, we had about an inch of ice on most of our driveway. It gave me a great sweaty workout. Now I need to clean out the car and get the oil changed. Oh yah baby, we be heading to St. George. W00t! so....enough blogging.

oh ps.

Thank you to my mother and sister. My sis had to get some lab work done up here, so they stopped by. KK played with Simon for 2 hours (now he's napping to recover) and my mom mopped my kitchen floor, did the dishes...vaccuumed, and played a few rounds of GO FISH! with Ava and me. It was a great morning. I was able to focus on work, and knew my kids were having a blast with their aunt and mimi.

honey, i'm home.

I came home tonight to a fabulous dinner-compliments of Nana Joye-and an immaculate upstairs, compliments of Chris and Ava says she helped too. I can't even tell you. 4 hour marketing meeting-which was one of the best we've ever had in my opinion, but still long, and coming in from the freezing rain to happy kids, a hubby kiss and a clean house. I think most of what this impressed upon me, is how wonderful it must be for Chris on the nights he comes home that life isn't insane. That dinner is ready. The house is clean. The kids aren't whiny. It doesn't happen often, but I should make sure it does. It really is so nice. Chris worked from home today, so that I could attend my marketing meeting in Sandy.
We are thinking of going to St. George for the weekend, since we don't work Monday, but Ava isn't quite well yet, and I'm wondering is she sick, or is the air making her sick?!! No idea. Maybe I'm just being selfish, because I want the sun, and temps above freezing.
I need to be sure to get my butt out of bed tomorrow for the Rock Solid class at 5:30. I have been SO tired lately, but I'm guessing it has more to do with my grey sky induced depression, than anything. I know if I can get up and out that I'll feel better and empowered and -sore-when I get home. Those are all better than groggy and depressed and cabin fevered.
I'm so grateful for all that we have. We are so incredibly blessed. I forget that sometimes, but we truly are. We have 2 great kids. A wonderful supportive family. 2 jobs with benefits. A home that keeps us protected from the elements and extra cash to splurge now and then. I need to focus more on our haves and less on our have nots (tickets to the Bahamas etc)

I'm sort of wondering how I'm supposed to be able to work out in 10 hours, when I can barely bend over. I know that this is a good thing. Being this sore means I had a great workout, and left everything I had in that gym. I am tempted to go tomorrow to do laps, instead of a treadmill. I think my body needs a low impact day, and I know laps will definately give my heart a good workout. That's what cardio is all about right? Getting the heart rate up? Maybe I'll do 15 on the machine and 30 in the pool.
I've been REALLY dizzy this afternoon. Not sure what that's all about.

I'm trying not to let it bother me that I've gained weight since last week. I hit 156. I have to remind myself that it's not about the scale numbers, but about the inches, and being able to you know, where my clothes. I'm bummed that I have to wait to see tonight's BL numbers. If you watch and want to leave me spoilers, I'm ok with that ;)

i want my mommy

the pain. oh my gosh the pain. my hamstrings are hating life today. And I'm unbelievably tired. Ava is home sick today. She seems to have gotten the fever virus that Chris and Simon had last week. She had a fever when I picked her up yesterday from school, and fell asleep about 5:30 last night. I put some Miralax in her chocolate milk this morning, because she's said her tummy hurts, and her teacher thinks she may be a little backed up. Hopefully that was a good idea. We'll know soon enough.
So my chicken enchiliada crockpot dinner made about 12 pounds of filling-if anyone wants some. it's super yummy. yesterday, we put it over chips and added cheese instead of tortillas.
Oh miralax is successful and she says her tummy feels better.w00t!
Ok well Simon is reillustrating Go Dog Go! So, time to log off the blog and back into motherhood.

day 2

Last night, I probably only slept 2-4 hours. I couldn't get into a deep sleep, and then Ava came in about 2am and kicked me until I got out of bed at 5.
I decided to try the Rock Solid class at the aquatic center this morning. OH MY GOSH. I am so so so so sore. I feel good too though. I will be sticking with this hour long weight/cardio class, and it will make me awesome. It's only taught Monday and Fridays. Wednesday will be my dreaded cardio day. Elliptical, bike that kills the knee and booty and 20 minutes in the weight room on the machines.
I went to Maverick to grab milk for the kids and picked up a Banana Muscle Milk, since I ran out of my premium protein shakes. man. It was gross. I had to plug my nose to guzzle it down. I knew I should have just whipped up egg whites. 25 g protein. 10 g carbs. To do: Get my butt to costco to buy more Premium protein shakes. They are way yummier and 30 g protein with 5 g carbs.
So, I figure I'll be rubbed down with icy/hot or ben gay or something tonight, because I'm so so sore, which means tomorrow will probably be awful, because the 2nd day is always worse.
For dinner, I threw chicken into the crockpot with enchilada sauce, Rotel tomatoes with chilis and cream of chicken soup. On low, until 5...should be good right? I'll top it with some cheese and mix in some black beans about 30 minutes before it's time to eat and mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm.
Lunch? I'm thinking Carb Smart yogurt 12 g protein 4 g carbs. The carrot cake is so so so good and really helps my sweet tooth feel satisfied. Carrots and ranch dip. chris left me some premium protein shakes to get me through today *love* and so I'll have one of those. 30 g protein 5 g carbs. and if I'm still hungry, a sun dried tomato and pepper-jack cheese sandwich. i save my carbs for bread!!!! mm bread!!! I don't count the carbs in veggies btw, because they have high fiber-which offsets them, and the vitamins and minerals I need. Should I vary from this plan, I am bound to write down what I ate. It will help hold me accountable. Seriously, for hurting this bad from a workout that awesome, I don't' want to fight against myself with my hand to mouth disorder. I want to be healthy again. I want to be able to zip my pants again!

UPDATE
So, when I went to drop off Ava this morning, Bravos! Easy Meal fridge was fully stocked with like 5 different dinner options. They make these AMAZING meals and sell them for $14 and they take 6 minutes in the microwave and are SOOOOOO DELICIOUS. They had a 4 cheese mac & cheese with ham. I was tempted truly. I could almost taste it in my mouth. I'm so glad I had started dinner before leaving today, and had lunch food here, so that I could walk away from it. Today is the only day I take Ava to Bravo! so I only have to resist it one more time. Oh man. I really really really wanted it. But it would totally undo the hour of hell I put my body through this morning. So...no. I won't. I will eat my chicken and avoid the pasta.

day 1

So, at 5:10am I found the alarm and somehow turned it off. I crept around the house, getting dressed, brushing my teeth, and out the door by 5:15. Amazingly, as cold as it is at 5:15, I'm not sure it's that much warmer at any other part of the day. frigid is frigid. Mary came out and we headed to the aquatic center. about 15 minutes of our 'workout' time was eaten up by me getting a membership. I didn't realize so much paperwork was involved or I would have done it another time. But it's done and I officially have a reason to be there 4 days a week. They offer a rock solid toning class that I peeked in on a few times at 5:30 and I might join that. It looked just up my ally. you know me, the less time spent doing the cardio, the happier I am. We did about 20 minutes cardio and 15 in the weight room. That's right. We owned that weight room. Luckily, Mary has been there a few times and knew what to do with the machines, and helped me look less redic than usual. But I know that if I could do it today, after having no sleep the past 2 nights, then there's no reason I can't continue on from here. So, look out world. You're about to be owned.

Ava and I finally made the batch of cookies I've been promising for --oh at least a month. It's not that I don't like baking cookies--it's that I'm not a great baker, and mix a 4 year old in with my lack of awesomeness and it's a bit of a disaster. They turned out better than they have in a LONG time. When I was pregnant with Simon, I baked cookies at least once a week. Resulting in the 180 pound Deb in the last trimester. I haven't made a decent batch since. Must be that the dough knows I don't want to make it, and don't love it. Love is key in cooking. So they say.
I should be putting the kids in bed, I'm just not sure I have it in me. The energy required to put 2 kids to bed, is off the charts. Even and sometimes ESPECIALLY when they're really tired. Maybe I'll just bundle them up and drive and drive and drive until they snore. Do I trust myself to stay awake through that drive is the question. Maybe if I fall asleep first...they'll follow along? ha. Or I'll wake up to my house on fire and my kids missing various limbs. Yeah, bad idea. the kids should fall asleep first...so enough blogging and off to wrestle up the courage to end a playdate, jammie up the kiddos and do this bed time thing!

So Mary and I will start hitting the aquatic center at 5:15am three days a week. We must be nuts. Simon little guy--has had a weird virus. It hit Monday night, and he's had 3 days of high fevers, that break and then come right back with 102.8 temps. He's been miserable, and can't sleep. I was up with him from about 2am to 5am and then he was back up at 6 with Chris. I took him to Urgent care and was told it's just a virus that would need to run its course. Sad. At the very least, I am grateful for Ibuprofen, that keeps him from cooking inside out.
I made dinner with Angie Monday and Tuesday, and then last night, Chris and I ate 5 guys. so good. Yeah, I know, not so helpful toward my weight loss program. but, i love them anyway. tonight, I think we'll have chicken. or maybe I'll make my taco soup. mmmmmmm that does sound good. Ok I'm off to defrost turkey. Can someone get me a speed? Because there are 3.5 more hours to my 'work day' and another 3 after that until bed time for my kids. Will there be a bedtime for Simon? Oh please. please let there be a long, 12 hour night for us all. ok not me, because I am going to be getting up at 5:00am to work out, but for the kids. 8-8. and me. 9-5.

season 11 of biggest loser

This year, Chris and I are tracking our progress with BL. We've both put on about 10 pounds so far this winter. UGH. So, stay tuned. I am back up into the 150s. *sigh* 153.4 to be precise. Melissa handed off some work pants to me a month ago that all fit like a dream. Now, ....not so much.
So, once a week, I'll post the weight. Send me inspiration. If you'd like to work out with me, call. Buddies always make more progress together than apart.

dream a little dream of...

I'm having the most incredidbly vivid dreams lately of the most random people. Some I know in real life, some actors from various movies. It's hard to tell reality from subconscious fantasy at times. I find it interesting, however, that whenever my fanatsy sends me to be adoring to someone other than Chris, my dream self struggles with that truth and suddenly knows that it's not reality she's facing. Inception stuff man. w000000000

While in my grocery excursions last night, I left my set of keys at Smiths. I know. Awesome. That's what I get about being paranoid if chris's smiths tag was the same as mine. I drove his car, because it was warm, and mine was frigid. 14 degrees while I was out last night. 1-4. redic. uncalled for. bitterness. So, today Simon did not go to daycare, and I didn't have to juggle preschool, daycare, office, daycare, preschool, home. Maybe my subconscious did it on purpose? No way of every knowing I'm sure.

I'm looking for photography practice. So, if you don't mind having my camera in your face or in your kids face, let me know. I need to shoot at least 5 times a week, and edit 3-4 times a week to keep my brain going and my skills growing. I have a maternity shoot this week. I'm terrified. Like, really scared. This isn't really a shoot you can 'do over' if things don't turn out right--as the girls I'm photographing are in the last month of pregnancy. If I mess up, they could go into labor the next day, and no doc would stop them. And I would have missed the chance to capture this time of their life. Yeah. Pressure. CAN'T BREATHE.

grocery-go-getter

10:36pm. I wonder if any chiropractors are open at this hour. It's unlikely. Last night, after the extremely unnecessarily long viewing of Eat Pray Love, my mind wouldn't shut up. I think it was revenge for my body making my mind endure the entirety of Eat Pray Love. I moved to the couch, which always, for no reason I can comprehend, helps my mind to quit racing and allow me to sleep. Now, my body aches.
I pushed through, however, and took the kids to 'school.' went to work. picked the kids up. spent the evening with Angie *yeay for bff time* and then headed to 3 different grocery stores, while Chris battled getting Ava to bed. I'm pretty sure his job was more exhausting than mine.
First, was Winegars, for the $1.59.lb boneless, skinless chicken sale. Honestly, I hate their sale. Why? Because it's RAW. and THAWED. so I have to repack and freeze myself. I much prefer Reams sale, because they are already flash frozen, however it's been a YEAR since I've seen it advertised, so I jumped at the Winegars sale. Ok, not so much jumped, as just figured why not.
Next, it was off to WinCo. I love the sundried tomato turkey deli meat. It's ruined all other deli meats (aside from Pepperoni) for me. They were closing down and only had just over a pound left. So I took it. Grabbed an insane amount of 1.88 fruit snacks for the pantry reserve, and other...stuff I can't remember and on to Smiths.
Smiths--the genious of allowing me to load electronic coupons onto my card. You know what I wish, I wish the Register coupons also just loaded to my card, because those things are annoying. They roll everywhere, and I never remember to take them back with me, or that I have them in the first place. Let's move to making those instant savings loaded onto the card for next time eh Smiths?
Well, Chris is attempting sleep, Ava is talking to herself *how is she still awake?* and I'm trying to brace myself for tomorrow--8:00 am I have to have both kids dressed and ready for the day--oh dear heavens, please please help me.

pass the ludens

Due to 2-3 various vicious colds, our little family has been away from church meetings for almost 2 months. I swear every Saturday, I'd be feeling so much better, and then Sunday morning, I'd be back at square one of the cold with at least one of the kids. Even this morning, my throat was totally swollen and sore, even though a few hours earlier, it had been fine. I decided since I wasn't hacking up a lung, we'd go. It was nice to be back. 11am church. glorious. Still crazy ....crazy to get out of the house in time, but I'm a lot less crabby.
I appreciated the testimonies of everyone today. I've had my own personal strugglings the past couple of months. My heart wrestling my mind. No doubts, just....battles. Figuring out where my strengths, if any, are vs. the weaknesses. The Lord will bring me through this time, if I but put aside my stubborn ways, and just allow Him to do the leading for a while. It is tempting thought. I'm exhausted from trying to forge my own path. It's not that I don't want the path He tries to direct me toward, more like a teenage rebellion, of , Oh YEAH! Well, I can get there just fine using THIS path. We'll see who gets there first. Well, at this rate, I'm not sure I'd get there at all. So, here's to surrendering. Or, at the very least, an attempt to surrendering my will to His.
Chris begins another semester tomorrow. 4 months ahead of early mornings, late nights, and few and far between dates. I know we can do this, because this Fall, he kept a schedule of like 6am-10pm, and got straight As, despite taking time out to help me through the loss of our baby. I just need to remain strong. If I can be strong, and keep things running here, he can have the assurance that he can go and do what he needs to in school and work. They all say that 'one day, this will all pay off.' If I lose faith in all else, I hope to keep my faith in Chris. He will go on to do so many great things--but first, the logical things, like getting a degree (insert exasperated sigh). So now, on to Laundry. Dinner preparations. Budgeting for the Month. and other great tasks that loom in the world of motherhood.

Resolving to...

• Not get pregnant in 2011. I know this may seem odd, but if you break it down, I've had a pregnancy every other year. In 2006 April, I found out we were pregnant with Ava. In Sept of 2007, I had a miscarriage due to an IUD coming out of place. In the summer of 2008, we found out we were pregnant with Simon, after a 2nd miscarriage. I had Simon in 2009--so clearly, I was pregnant in 2009. 2010, miscarriage at 12 weeks, carried the baby for almost 2 full weeks before finding out it was no longer growing. I'm still recovering from this on a variety of levels. So dear 2011, let's be pregnant free. Let's give the old body and mind and heart some down time to recover from the mess of hormones. Let's have birth control that actually functions. This is #1. This is vital. I know, I know...Mindy talked about September that we could all do another pregnancy together, but...I'm not sure I could bare it if I lost another pregnancy, and had to watch my sister-in-laws progress in theirs. I'm going through that now. It sucks. A lot. It's like a constant reminder that something went wrong with my baby. Not that I was ready to have her, but it's still incredibly difficult to experience. March cannot come soon enough. So, good luck to you in the fall ladies, but I am 99% positive, I'll be sitting this one out.
  
• Being honest about when I'm in over my head, and to ask for help. I spent a good amount of 2010 literally crazy. Chemically imbalanced, and thought I could just 'deal.' It took me a pregnancy, and losing that pregnancy to realize that I cannot do it all. So, if I tell you, no, or I ask for help...it's because I'm at my max of what sanity allows. I want to be a happy and sane person for my kids and my husband and for myself. My kids are in daycare 3 days a week. A place I never wanted them to be. But they are happy there. I am happier here-from what others have told me. It gives me a break from 'mom.' It gives them an environment that allows them to be as creative and social as they desire. It's not for forever, but for now. I can still multitask, but choose to keep it to a minimum, so that I allow focus to actually exist.
  

If I can keep those, then 2011 will be full of other resolutions of less importance. I, of course, have a million other things, growing my photography knowledge and skills, learning to cook food I actually like eating, working out on a regular basis again...but I figure those will come if I can keep the other two goals strong. A trip to PA in the spring, and one in the fall for shorty's wedding. This will be a great year.

PINK 4TH BIRTHDAY

After 3 days of rain, it began snowing about 3pm on Wednesday. I went into Carters with Pam running from the rain, and came out 20 minutes later to about an inch of snow. It took us over an hour to get from Riverdale, to Layton to pick up the kids, and back home to Clearfield. I had so many great ideas of how to suprise Ava for when she got home, but that dang snow ate up all that time, and so, I began to delegate. Chris ordered a round pink cake from Winegars--yeay to them for not needing 24 hours. Thank you so much! :)
Angie hunted for ponies to put on the cake. THANK YOU!
pam and Steve stayed with the kids, so that I could go pick up the cake and balloons, and some dinner. Despite the crazy snow storm, Sandi, Pam, Steve, Mike-the little German man, Matt, Madison and Colty were all able to come for a party for Ava.
Thank you to Pam who cut the intensely pink cake-that we all decided was dangerously pink. I've never seen anything so pink in my life.
All she wanted was PINK. Pink icecream. Pink Cake. Pink balloons. and orange. and purple. and some yellow.
I think overall it was a great party. She even got a sleepover, because I wouldn't even let Pam think about driving back to Provo in the messy weather. Thanks to Matt for games and an air mattress. Thanks to Mike for making yummy German breakfast, that I've continued to eat non stop. Crepes > size 6 butt. Seriously. Crepes also = greater than size 6 butt coincidentally ;)
Gifts:
A bike!!! from me and Chris. I have to say that I was hoping for FAR MORE excitement. But I guess that's what happens when you give it 1. not built. and 2. in the winter.
Make up kids-from Madison. I've received countless mani and pedis since. Barbie Nail Polish. ROCK!
A Helmet and knee pads (I think) and new sheets from Granni and Poppa. The sheets have the new Tinkerbell fairy and her friends. Great for Spring!
Play dough and a hippity-hop from Simon. He's such a thoughtful brother. ;)

Here are some photos of the night!