They call me...Mr. 7!!

This morning I walked down stairs to hear Conner say to Erin, "They call me...Mr. 7!! I laughed right out loud it was so darn cute!! It is hard to believe that my baby is 7 and will be in first grade! Where has the time gone? Conner has been a joy to have in our family since the day he was born. He keeps us all on our toes and in stitches with the funny things he says and does!

Happy Birthday Conner!!! We all hope that you have a wonderful day today and we want you to know how much we love you everyday!! You are such a sweetheart!!

17...Wow!!

Scott and I have been married 17 years today! I can remember when my parents celebrated anniversaries like this one and I thought that they were old (haha). That must mean that I am old now - at least in the eyes of my kids!! We were married in the Jordan River Temple on Thursday, August 20, 1992 at 1:30pm. Little did we know the adventures that awaited us on our journey together. Here is a snapshot of the past 17 years:

- We have moved 12 times

- We have lived in 6 different cities & 4 states

- Our 4 wonderful kids were born in 3 different cities & 3 different states

- Scott has worked for 5 different companies

- Kristin has managed to keep the same job (sometimes I wonder how!!)

I am very blessed to be married to such a wonderful man who loves me and takes such good care of our family. I am thankful that our family can be forever because with all the commotion and uncertainty in the world today, there are some absolutes that we can work towards and count on. Scott, I love you with all my heart. Thank you for "giving me wings to fly" and always loving me, especially when I deserve it the least. Happy Anniversary!!

Where did all the Band-Aids go?

Didn't we just have a full box of Band-Aids? Our kids want a bandage for every little scrape they get, even if there is NO blood at all. Conner came to me the other day and showed my a scratch that he wanted a bandage for. There was no blood, but in order to keep him happy, I went to the linen closet where we keep the bandages and got one down for him and helped put it on the scratch.

Fast forward ten minutes. I came upstairs and saw all this confetti from Band-Aid wrappers on the floor. Conner was sitting in the middle of it trying to pull down his pantleg so that I wouldn't see what he had done. I was laughing too hard to be mad because he had stuck bandages all the way up his leg! I guess if one cover the hurt, then all the rest just insulate the love.