Sunset Clouds

We were able to celebrate the life of Chris's Grandma Skidmore.  She was the sweetest lady. How blessed I feel to have known her and that Nory was able to know her

 

I'm thankful for the Plan of Salvation. I'm so thankful for the peace it brings to my life. We will see our sweet Grandma Skidmore again. We will be reunited with her and with the others that have gone on before us.

Boy, what a party we will have and then we will all ride horses through a field of fluffy sunset clouds because what else would we do in heaven?

Lovers of Life

 Around these parts we are lovers of life. Using that "blinged out" quote which just happened to be whispered from the lips of one of my favorite master artists, along with the awesome powers of deductive reasoning, we can assume that because we are lovers of life, the Browns in fact also love many things.

One of the many things that Chris and I love is art.

This past weekend we took a little stroll in Salt Lake City (Nory calls SLC "Capital City")

 

 

Awe, yes, we took a nice, refreshing stroll through Capital City, an art flavored stroll.

It was Evers first gallery stroll. She chilled in the stroller, sucking on that cute little hand of hers, all the while taking in the breathtakingly beautiful art

 

Remember Nory's first stroll? This time she was equipped with her very special notebook. Anytime inspiration hit, we would stop and let her doodle. She would release that creative, little soul of hers upon page after page of that little pink notebook. Then she would jump back into my arms and we would stare at a painting. She would tell me what colors and shapes she saw dancing across the canvas and then pause to capture that emotion upon the pages of her book.

 

 Being surrounded by all those paintings, she definitely had a lot of inspiration. The art work was done by my favorite local artist, Caitlin Connolly.

 

 



This print doesn't do the real painting justice. The colors, the texture, the detail. I am in love and hope to own one of her original paintings one day. I don't care much for bucket lists but if I did, owing one of her works would be on it.

 

Go see her collection of recent works. The exhibit is called "Women: powerful yet flawed" they will be hanging on the wall at the Art Access Gallery until April 11.

We are lovers of art and therefore lovers of life.

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

The Little Love

4 months. The Little Miss is 4 months

 

 

She is a happy little thing. She laughs all the time.

 She is sleeping from 7:30 pm to usually 7:30am, sometimes she likes to throw in a curve ball and wake up at 5:00am. 

She is a good baby!

 

 

Her cute, little tongue is always out and she loves sucking on everything but a binky... Books, toys, her shirts, but her hand seems to be the favorite.

 

She rolled over from her back to her tummy for the first time

 

 

Don't notice the fact that I didn't do a 3 month update. I started back at work. was crazy busy and crazy tired.

 

 Just look at the sweet , 4 month old face.

 

 

 

 

Our Little Blessing

 

 

Just look at that little Babylove. Man, We all love this sweet girl. On March 2 we were able to bless this little love. She looked beautiful in her blessing dress.

Which just so happens to be the dress I was blessed in and the dress Elanora was dressed in

 

 

 Everly hated the dress and looked mostly like this while wearing this rufflely , cumbersome article of clothing

 

 

  Look at those worried little eyes. This is how I feel in a dress too Evers. Maybe a little less drooly though... maybe.

It was a beautifully, wonderful day. Chris gave the sweetest blessing, even if he forgot what our baby girl's name is. You think I'm joking, nope, true story and a funny one at that.

 

After, we had a nice little luncheon with family.

 

 

(Before the good stuff was actually in the bowls)
My brother and sister think I'm crazy OCD because maybe every one of those empty bowls had a label in it so I would know what food item went in what bowl and where the bowl should be placed on the table. My mom walked into the room right before the luncheon, only to find them mixing everything up, just to drive me crazy. Don't worry, she sent them to their rooms without dessert.

At the end of the night we took some family pictures. This is where Chris gets sent to his room without dessert because most of the pictures looked like this

 

 GRRRR. He made so many crazy faces that I don't have one good picture with us and my mom and dad.

 

 

 With a hard kidney chop from me, we got this one

 

 

We got one good one with his parents and Grandma

 

 

 But before that one, there were a dozen of these beauties

 



Oh, but just look at that sweet baby girl

 

 Could she get any more cute? No way!

 

 



Karma Police

You know what they say, "Karma's a ..."

And this my friends is Karma

It was one of those days. You know, the days were you have to wake up at 6:30am, get ready, get the cute tired kiddos ready, pack everything and everyone into the car, drive to the parents, nurse the baby, kiss the little Lovies and tear yourself away from them, trying not to cry, drive to work, teach, chase, and play with cute kids, pump, teach, chase, and play with cute kids, pump again... It's at this point you realize you're tired, a little stressed and not pumping enough milk to feed you sweet baby girl, which is not okay(let me state for the record, I don't care whether mothers choose to nurse or formula feed their babies, your baby, your choice. As mothers...as woman...heck as people, we should all stop feeling guilty and just do what is best for our situation. But for me I wasn't going to accept this, not going to happen. Guess that means I'll add pumping at 5 am and 11 pm),work, work, work, pick up kids, cook, nurse, dishes, laundry, clean, bedtime, sleep and then up at 6:30am to start this crazy dance again.

Yes, to set up this twisted, little, karma filled story, it was one of those days.

I was at work, feeling a little disheartened and to top it off my lips were chapped. I opened the cupboard(where we keep our purses, the purse which contains my chapstick) My coworker, having just come in from recess, had a floppy brimmed hat on. Not seeing the opened cupboard (because of said hat) walked right into that cupboard door, bumping her head.

I looked at her. I felt bad and then because my emotions were right on the edge and because dealing with my emotions in an appropriate way like a civilized adult makes me uncomfortable and I just can't do it. I laughed. Not an under the breath giggle but an out right full, hearty belly laugh. I couldn't stop. I went on and on for a ridiculous amount of time. She looked at me and said "Karma"

Karma indeed. Tired, baking, hot pans and scraping out super hot spaghetti squash just don't mix. Karma and stress are fickle lovers.

(My version of a make-upless grumpy cat)
 

 

 



Recap and Moving on: Februray

  February was and then it wasn't, so fast that there seemed to be no time to let my soggy shoe's kiss linger on the pavement. Blurring and smearing life across the rain covered window. Man, do I love the rain but it's hard to enjoy while in fast forward.

 

Books I read this month:
-Shadow born by Moira Katson (I love when I get a free book for my kindle and it ends up being good enough that I want to buy the other books in the series)
-Shadow forged by Moira Katson (The third book was a must after reading this book)
-Shadow's End by Moira Katson (Almost finished. what's going to happen? The suspense is killing me)
-The Old Testament (Still working through this one. Slowly but surely)  

Ipod on shuffle this month

CD's I Dug in February:
Phantogram, 'Voices'. Love, love, love these guys!

Things the Wild One loves to do:

-Run around in her Sofia the First princess dress
-Look for school buses when riding in the car
-Say "What" after every single thing we say
-Set the table for dinner
-Watch Dora the Explorer
-Look at things through her binoculars
-Pick up rocks. Even if they are under a little pile of dried horse manure

Things Lil Evs loves to do:
-Take baths
-Finally she likes to drink from a bottle(Well, she'll do it anyway)
-Smile, Smile, Smile
-Take naps in her swing
-Being sung to
-Talk cute, little baby gibberish
-Suck on her fingers, hands, or anything she can get near her cute little mouth