Sunday, December 5, 2010
Hidden blessings
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
From Papa: A letter to my baby girl...
Dear Lucy,
I write this to you at 11:45 at night just after I have fed you your bottle and put you back to bed. As I was doing so, your tiny hand clasped on to my finger and you would not let go. Sitting there in the dark of the bedroom, your eyes closed, you barely sucking on the last of you bottle, your little hand holing my finger, and me holding you tightly in my arms, I simply asked that you stay little. As I asked this impossible task of you I thought of you growing up and getting bigger, all the while I kept asking the question. I pictured you as a toddler, as your big brother is now, running around, scrapping knees and elbows, and playing silly games with me, still being my baby girl. I also pictured you a little older, on stage at a dance recital or running around the bases in a softball game, and I still couldn't help but ask that you stay my little baby girl. I pictured you learning to drive and eventually going off to college. As I picture you getting older, I find it more difficult to ask you to stay little, I know better. I know you will get bigger, I know the inevitable truth about the question I keep asking you. I then pictured you in the position I find myself in, with a child of your own to adore in the middle of the night. Still I can't help but ask, please, just always be my baby girl.
Love Always
Papa-
I write this to you at 11:45 at night just after I have fed you your bottle and put you back to bed. As I was doing so, your tiny hand clasped on to my finger and you would not let go. Sitting there in the dark of the bedroom, your eyes closed, you barely sucking on the last of you bottle, your little hand holing my finger, and me holding you tightly in my arms, I simply asked that you stay little. As I asked this impossible task of you I thought of you growing up and getting bigger, all the while I kept asking the question. I pictured you as a toddler, as your big brother is now, running around, scrapping knees and elbows, and playing silly games with me, still being my baby girl. I also pictured you a little older, on stage at a dance recital or running around the bases in a softball game, and I still couldn't help but ask that you stay my little baby girl. I pictured you learning to drive and eventually going off to college. As I picture you getting older, I find it more difficult to ask you to stay little, I know better. I know you will get bigger, I know the inevitable truth about the question I keep asking you. I then pictured you in the position I find myself in, with a child of your own to adore in the middle of the night. Still I can't help but ask, please, just always be my baby girl.
Love Always
Papa-
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Pyro
The other day was Matt's birthday, so in true Ririe tradition we went up in the canyons to roast some marshmallows. It is by far one of the Ririe's favorite things to do.
Jack....is the spitting image of his father,his grandfather, and his uncle. all deemed pyros. From when the fire is started to long after its out he is sitting next to it.
Unless of course there is a stream, river, creek, or drinking fountain near by that is.
Jack....is the spitting image of his father,his grandfather, and his uncle. all deemed pyros. From when the fire is started to long after its out he is sitting next to it.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Blessings and Gratitude
Due to some recent events in my life I have come to realize that life is all to fragile and short. It has really made me think.
After browsing one of the many blogs that I follow (patrickandashley.blogspot.com) I came across a quote by Robert D. Hales
"Gratitude on a daily basis means we express appreciation for what we have now without qualification for what we had in the past or desire in the future."
It makes you think doesn't it? Are you living and loving the life/people that you have been given to the fullest or are you taking those precious moments that can be taken away all to quickly for granted? When he calls you home are you going to say I could have done better?
I know how I would answer.
Which brings me to the overwhelming feeling I have had the last couple of months but especially the last week to be the best me I can possibly be. To make sure that my friends and family know how much I love them and that I will do everything in my power to love to the fullest everyday. I want to draw closer to my Lord. I know that through all my many trials that I have had in my life and those that are to come that I have only made it through with him by my side. I want to be passionate about God so that I never doubt he is always by my side and that those who know me know the same.
I pray that Matt, Jack, and Lucy never doubt my love for them and that it is always be more than enough. And that I live every moment of every day living life to the fullest!
After browsing one of the many blogs that I follow (patrickandashley.blogspot.com) I came across a quote by Robert D. Hales
"Gratitude on a daily basis means we express appreciation for what we have now without qualification for what we had in the past or desire in the future."
It makes you think doesn't it? Are you living and loving the life/people that you have been given to the fullest or are you taking those precious moments that can be taken away all to quickly for granted? When he calls you home are you going to say I could have done better?
I know how I would answer.
Which brings me to the overwhelming feeling I have had the last couple of months but especially the last week to be the best me I can possibly be. To make sure that my friends and family know how much I love them and that I will do everything in my power to love to the fullest everyday. I want to draw closer to my Lord. I know that through all my many trials that I have had in my life and those that are to come that I have only made it through with him by my side. I want to be passionate about God so that I never doubt he is always by my side and that those who know me know the same.
I pray that Matt, Jack, and Lucy never doubt my love for them and that it is always be more than enough. And that I live every moment of every day living life to the fullest!
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Little Drummer Boy
Mark my words Jack is going to be involved in some sort of musical profession when he grows up. From the day he "strutted" out of the womb he as been listening to his own personal soundtrack that plays in his head 24/7. It is one of the most amazing things I have ever seen.
He is constantly playing the drums. Everything and anything is used as drum sticks. Spatulas, incenses sticks, flip flops, books, and carrots just to name a few. And he can keep time better than most 5 year olds I know. Ha
If you have ever met Jack at first he comes off as very shy, and then... 10 minutes pass and he begins to sing,
LOUD.
He sings everything. He can here a song twice and he has the melody down. Three times and he might as well have written the song. It is one of his Daddy's favorite things about him. I promise I don't think I have seen Matt more proud than when Jack can sing every word Brandtson, Reliant K or Limbeck sings.
And then there is the dancing... oh the dancing. If you have seen it first hand you can attest to the fact that it may be quite possibly one of the funniest and cutest things you have ever seen in your entire life. Way to shake what your momma gave you son (literally) I couldn't be more proud of you and your musical talent. I promise we won't let it go to waste.
Oh and I promise if you are a good boy I will let Grandpa buy you a drum set the day you move out (this son is called compromise).
He is constantly playing the drums. Everything and anything is used as drum sticks. Spatulas, incenses sticks, flip flops, books, and carrots just to name a few. And he can keep time better than most 5 year olds I know. Ha
If you have ever met Jack at first he comes off as very shy, and then... 10 minutes pass and he begins to sing,
LOUD.
He sings everything. He can here a song twice and he has the melody down. Three times and he might as well have written the song. It is one of his Daddy's favorite things about him. I promise I don't think I have seen Matt more proud than when Jack can sing every word Brandtson, Reliant K or Limbeck sings.
And then there is the dancing... oh the dancing. If you have seen it first hand you can attest to the fact that it may be quite possibly one of the funniest and cutest things you have ever seen in your entire life. Way to shake what your momma gave you son (literally) I couldn't be more proud of you and your musical talent. I promise we won't let it go to waste.
Oh and I promise if you are a good boy I will let Grandpa buy you a drum set the day you move out (this son is called compromise).
Monday, September 20, 2010
1 to 3
Dear Luce a Goose,
Can you believe it baby girl, another month has gone by way too fast but oh how I have enjoyed every minute. 3 months old and you are still and I'm pretty sure will continue to be very opinionated little girl. I have thought about this quality of yours a lot and I decided I like it and hope that you stay that way. I always hope that you know what you want and you continue to stand up for yourself. You are defiantly strong-willed (remember its a good thing).
You are truly a beautiful baby inside and out. I constantly get compliments on how beautiful you are. People tell me that most babies are cute but you baby doll are gorgeous.
You are such a good baby. You pretty much fall asleep around 8 to 9, and sleep until around 1:00, eat, go right back to sleep, wake up at 4 or 5, eat and go right back to sleep till about 7:30. This is amazing because you have been this way since you were about 2 weeks old. I can't complain (probably because Im so delirious).
You are also not a Binky baby, (again you know what you want) you like to suck on the side of your hand. We might be in trouble when you discover your thumb.
Also just as a side note you might want to slow down. You almost roll over, ITS NUTZ really! Slow down baby girl you have till your 2, at the latest 3 years old (if you take your time) before you will really need to roll over. Just enjoy being 3 months old for now. But keeping laughing. Only the last couple days have you stared chuckling just a little. It is probably with out a doubt the best sound in the world.
We love you baby doll, that goes for your brother too. He adores you more than you will ever know. He loves to talk baby talk to you and you love to listen. You two are the perfect duo.
I have said it before and I will say it again. You are the perfect fit to our family and we love you more than you know. As much as I don't want you to get bigger I am excited to see you grow and learn. We love you will all our hearts Luce. XOXO
Can you believe it baby girl, another month has gone by way too fast but oh how I have enjoyed every minute. 3 months old and you are still and I'm pretty sure will continue to be very opinionated little girl. I have thought about this quality of yours a lot and I decided I like it and hope that you stay that way. I always hope that you know what you want and you continue to stand up for yourself. You are defiantly strong-willed (remember its a good thing).
You are truly a beautiful baby inside and out. I constantly get compliments on how beautiful you are. People tell me that most babies are cute but you baby doll are gorgeous.
You are such a good baby. You pretty much fall asleep around 8 to 9, and sleep until around 1:00, eat, go right back to sleep, wake up at 4 or 5, eat and go right back to sleep till about 7:30. This is amazing because you have been this way since you were about 2 weeks old. I can't complain (probably because Im so delirious).
You are also not a Binky baby, (again you know what you want) you like to suck on the side of your hand. We might be in trouble when you discover your thumb.
Also just as a side note you might want to slow down. You almost roll over, ITS NUTZ really! Slow down baby girl you have till your 2, at the latest 3 years old (if you take your time) before you will really need to roll over. Just enjoy being 3 months old for now. But keeping laughing. Only the last couple days have you stared chuckling just a little. It is probably with out a doubt the best sound in the world.
We love you baby doll, that goes for your brother too. He adores you more than you will ever know. He loves to talk baby talk to you and you love to listen. You two are the perfect duo.
I have said it before and I will say it again. You are the perfect fit to our family and we love you more than you know. As much as I don't want you to get bigger I am excited to see you grow and learn. We love you will all our hearts Luce. XOXO
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Talkin' bout my girl!
When I found out I was pregnant this time around I was dead set on NOT having a girl. Don't get me wrong I love my nieces very very much but I also have a boy, I wouldn't have any idea what to do with a girl. Boys are fairly easy. I don't really have to do Jacks hair in the morning. I get to pick really cute/ handsome non bubble gum pink cloths for him to wear. And the melt downs, let me tell you about the melt downs. They are child's play compared to that I have seen thrown my my nieces(again I love you all very much).
I'm pretty sure that is one of the reasons that I didn't want to find out if I was having a boy or girl when I was pregnant because I had a 50/50 chance of getting a girl.
So imagine my surprise when we get to the hospital and who pops out, a little GIRL!
Lucy.. I know now that I was born to have a little girl. I live everyday for that adorable little dimpled grin. And I know that Lucy will be in Pink more often than her daddy would like. In fact her little toes have been bubble gum pink since she was about 3 weeks old. I can't wait to do her hair, it is barely there and I am already planning different styles. Believe me Lucy is a very opinionated 2 month old. She has tantrums that only her mother could love but I honestly don't mind them. I would wake up every night 5 times a night for the rest of my life for that little girl.
It is a good thing I'm not in charge because God certainly knew what he was doing when he gave me my little girl!
I'm pretty sure that is one of the reasons that I didn't want to find out if I was having a boy or girl when I was pregnant because I had a 50/50 chance of getting a girl.
So imagine my surprise when we get to the hospital and who pops out, a little GIRL!
It is a good thing I'm not in charge because God certainly knew what he was doing when he gave me my little girl!
Friday, September 10, 2010
I'm a big kid now!
He is 2 almost 3! He know his ABC's and can count to 15. He is potty trained, but now Jack is officially a big kid. He might as well get a job. Jack is in a big boy bed,
although the best thing about it I must say is that he looks little again.
although the best thing about it I must say is that he looks little again.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Foundations for life!
Now I know that Lucy has only been on this earth for a very short time, but already I feel that Matt and I have instilled 2 very important qualities that will help Lucy succeed in life...
#1 being she is a baseball fan. Which again being that she is only 2 months old and already been to 4 Bees games we have given her a pretty good start.
# 2 which is equally if not more important she must be a Utah fan. Blue is not allowed in our home! Again I also feel she has been given a pretty good shot at this as well.
Please and thank yous, not biting or hitting, and not calling Jack boogerbrain will all come later. Right now Luce has a pretty good foundation to build her life upon!
#1 being she is a baseball fan. Which again being that she is only 2 months old and already been to 4 Bees games we have given her a pretty good start.
Friday, August 20, 2010
2 Months Old
Dear Lucy,
It was 2 months ago today that you came flying into our lives and I promise it has been the craziest and best 2 months of my life. And here we thought you would never come.
Being 9 months pregnant is great, don't get me wrong. There is so much anticipation of what is to come. And in our case we didn't know if you were a baby boy or baby girl (which when your finding out or not finding out at 20 weeks is fine) but when you are 8 months pregnant and can't buy a single thing for your new baby to come it pretty much killed me. I am a planner you know but.. it is also a little wearing being the same size as a full grown beluga whale and not knowing when you were coming and honestly I was becoming convinced you were never going to arrive.
We did do some things to prepare for you though. When I was 8 months pregnant we started to take lamaze classes because I was dead set on having you born without using any pain medication. Once a week for 3 hours a night we learned breathing techniques and all about where babies came from. When you decided to come we would be prepared.
When I turned 38 weeks pregnant I knew you were coming that day, and when I went to bed that night and you still weren't here I knew tomorrow was the day. And when you weren't born that day I knew the next day was it for sure. But you still didn't come. And I started to think you weren't ever coming.
Daddy and Momma tried everything. I (daddy) made her eat her weight in hot sauce, and towards the end, I made her indulge in a few glasses of wine. I even tried to shock momma into labor by telling her I lost my job 5 days before your due date (it didn't work, but actually happened). In fact, none of it worked. You wanted to come out when you were ready. Which turned out to be your due date June 20th and Fathers Day at about 2 o'clock in the morning. Mommy woke up with some lower stomach pain. Momma was not sure she wanted to go to the hospital yet, but papa knew better. I knew that momma had never been in that sort of pain before. So I made an executive decision and called Uncle Justin and Aunt Abi to come over and stay with Jackson and I took her to the hospital. Doing my best Dale Jr. impression I got momma to the hospital in about 5 minutes, a trip that included running 2 red lights, and momma's water breaking. Papa was sure that he was going to have to take a crash course in road-side child birth. Luckily for everyone, my racing skills were efficient enough and we were able to make it to the hospital at about 4 in the morning, you were practically half way out. The nurses rushed momma to a room and checked her right away. She was already at 10 cm dilated. I think most of the pain momma endured was just keeping you in until a doctor was available. With about 2 pushes you were out at 4:18 and you were A GIRL! It was easily the craziest night of my life, but one of the best. I can only hope that your flare for the dramatic will decrease over time.
You were 8 lbs 9oz (one ounce bigger than your brother) and 22 in long and so beautiful. So many people came to see in the hospital and were so excited to welcome you into the world and bring you lots of cute clothes and bows.
The last two months have been exhausting and amazing. You are a beautiful and opinionated 2 month old. You have an amazing smile that I could stare at for hours and coos that melt my heart.
We love you with all our hearts and are so thankful that we have been blessed to have you join our family. You couldn't belong more or fit better. We pray that you stay healthy, strong and learn to grow and love the Lord. You truly are a blessing Lucy and your Papa, Jackson and I couldn't be happier!
It was 2 months ago today that you came flying into our lives and I promise it has been the craziest and best 2 months of my life. And here we thought you would never come.
Being 9 months pregnant is great, don't get me wrong. There is so much anticipation of what is to come. And in our case we didn't know if you were a baby boy or baby girl (which when your finding out or not finding out at 20 weeks is fine) but when you are 8 months pregnant and can't buy a single thing for your new baby to come it pretty much killed me. I am a planner you know but.. it is also a little wearing being the same size as a full grown beluga whale and not knowing when you were coming and honestly I was becoming convinced you were never going to arrive.
We did do some things to prepare for you though. When I was 8 months pregnant we started to take lamaze classes because I was dead set on having you born without using any pain medication. Once a week for 3 hours a night we learned breathing techniques and all about where babies came from. When you decided to come we would be prepared.
When I turned 38 weeks pregnant I knew you were coming that day, and when I went to bed that night and you still weren't here I knew tomorrow was the day. And when you weren't born that day I knew the next day was it for sure. But you still didn't come. And I started to think you weren't ever coming.
Daddy and Momma tried everything. I (daddy) made her eat her weight in hot sauce, and towards the end, I made her indulge in a few glasses of wine. I even tried to shock momma into labor by telling her I lost my job 5 days before your due date (it didn't work, but actually happened). In fact, none of it worked. You wanted to come out when you were ready. Which turned out to be your due date June 20th and Fathers Day at about 2 o'clock in the morning. Mommy woke up with some lower stomach pain. Momma was not sure she wanted to go to the hospital yet, but papa knew better. I knew that momma had never been in that sort of pain before. So I made an executive decision and called Uncle Justin and Aunt Abi to come over and stay with Jackson and I took her to the hospital. Doing my best Dale Jr. impression I got momma to the hospital in about 5 minutes, a trip that included running 2 red lights, and momma's water breaking. Papa was sure that he was going to have to take a crash course in road-side child birth. Luckily for everyone, my racing skills were efficient enough and we were able to make it to the hospital at about 4 in the morning, you were practically half way out. The nurses rushed momma to a room and checked her right away. She was already at 10 cm dilated. I think most of the pain momma endured was just keeping you in until a doctor was available. With about 2 pushes you were out at 4:18 and you were A GIRL! It was easily the craziest night of my life, but one of the best. I can only hope that your flare for the dramatic will decrease over time.
You were 8 lbs 9oz (one ounce bigger than your brother) and 22 in long and so beautiful. So many people came to see in the hospital and were so excited to welcome you into the world and bring you lots of cute clothes and bows.
The last two months have been exhausting and amazing. You are a beautiful and opinionated 2 month old. You have an amazing smile that I could stare at for hours and coos that melt my heart.
We love you with all our hearts and are so thankful that we have been blessed to have you join our family. You couldn't belong more or fit better. We pray that you stay healthy, strong and learn to grow and love the Lord. You truly are a blessing Lucy and your Papa, Jackson and I couldn't be happier!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
So wrapped up!
So I don"t have to tell you that being born on Fathers Day and being his baby girl, Lucy has her daddy wrapped around her little finger but I will anyway, she does! I promise nothing melts my heart more than this...
my kids are so lucky to have such a good papa.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Play break and the birds!
So Jack, Lucy and I took our chances of getting the cancer and went to Day Break the other day. Aside from the risks (only joking) the lake in Day Break is actually a lot of fun. Jack and I got to sit on one of the private docks for awhile and soak our feet in the water. We also played on the play ground and walked around the lake. It was a whole lot of fun in the sun with my favorite little boy.
The day before that Jack and Lucy (and their mommy) went with their two favorite red heads Livie Loo and Tana (and their Mommy) to Tracy Aviary and Liberty Park. We had such a good time looking at all the birds and riding the Marry-go-round.
The day before that Jack and Lucy (and their mommy) went with their two favorite red heads Livie Loo and Tana (and their Mommy) to Tracy Aviary and Liberty Park. We had such a good time looking at all the birds and riding the Marry-go-round.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
The wid
So the other night I was putting Jackson to bed, getting ready to read him a story when the following conversation took place.
Jack: Please get me some Appa Juice
Me: Okay stay here, Ill be right back. (Then I proceeded to run down stairs to the fridge to get Jack some Apple Juice in one of his sippy cups, minus the lid)
When I got back to his room...
Jack: No no no please I need a wid (lid)
Me: No you don't need a lid, your a big boy its okay just drink your juice.
Jack: No I need a wid
Me: No it's okay Jack its time for bed drink you juice and we will read a story.
Jack: No no no please Momma I need a wid
Me: Okay stay here Ill be right back
(So I go down to the cupboard to get a lid for his sippy cup and then take the juice back to Jack to drink.)
Me: Okay son here is your juice
(He takes a sip through the lid and hands me the cup and says)
Jack: Momma, please you take off the wid.
Jack: Please get me some Appa Juice
Me: Okay stay here, Ill be right back. (Then I proceeded to run down stairs to the fridge to get Jack some Apple Juice in one of his sippy cups, minus the lid)
When I got back to his room...
Jack: No no no please I need a wid (lid)
Me: No you don't need a lid, your a big boy its okay just drink your juice.
Jack: No I need a wid
Me: No it's okay Jack its time for bed drink you juice and we will read a story.
Jack: No no no please Momma I need a wid
Me: Okay stay here Ill be right back
(So I go down to the cupboard to get a lid for his sippy cup and then take the juice back to Jack to drink.)
Me: Okay son here is your juice
(He takes a sip through the lid and hands me the cup and says)
Jack: Momma, please you take off the wid.
Are you serious? My son is by far the silliest guy ever!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
I'm that lady!
So since I have been home on maternity leave I have been trying to do all the things a stay at home mom would do. I have gone to the zoo and the park with the kids and even grocery shopping. It has been a little difficult (having two children now instead of one) but over all not too bad. But today, oh today was the first day I wanted to go back to work (just for a minute anyway).
This afternoon the kids and I packed up the car and drove to the Copper Mine because I thought Jack would like to see the big trucks. It was okay, he liked the trucks but I promise the wind was blowing a 100 miles per hour and that isn't exactly the most entertaining place for a 2 year old and a 7 week old.
As we left I was debating on going home or I did need to do some grocery shopping. I was feeling brave (or should I say crazy). Anyway we went through the store gathering our items. Lucy was asleep and Jack was his usually loud and silly but relativity well behaved self, until the produce section of the store and then for some reason the earth fell of it axis or something like that because both of my kids started crying/screaming and LOUD! What do I do? Now I am THAT lady. You know everyone was thinking I really need to get a grip on both my children.
I look around, what do I do? Do I abandon my cart I just spent the last half hour filling or do I grin and bare it. Who am I kidding, they all think I'm crazy at this point why not prove it. So through the check out isle we go.
I survived, barley! And I have to say that might be the last time I am that adventurous for a long time. Only 17 years and 10 more months to go. Ha ha just kidding.
This afternoon the kids and I packed up the car and drove to the Copper Mine because I thought Jack would like to see the big trucks. It was okay, he liked the trucks but I promise the wind was blowing a 100 miles per hour and that isn't exactly the most entertaining place for a 2 year old and a 7 week old.
I look around, what do I do? Do I abandon my cart I just spent the last half hour filling or do I grin and bare it. Who am I kidding, they all think I'm crazy at this point why not prove it. So through the check out isle we go.
I survived, barley! And I have to say that might be the last time I am that adventurous for a long time. Only 17 years and 10 more months to go. Ha ha just kidding.
The beginning!
So life is getting more and more crazy, busy, and fun. I figure starting this blog will be a great way to document the events that happen through out it. Hopefully I stick to it and hopefully you enjoy.
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