My Girl

She LOVES clothes.  She has definite favorites.  My kids never hit the stage where they want to pick out their own clothes, not sure why - they seem so opinionated in other ways!  Every now and then - usually Saturdays, I make them choose their own outfit.  This was hers  :)  All of her favorite items.  I like that she has a little bit of mommy style in her because every outfit she chooses has a white shirt underneath - just like me...  She's into skirts lately.  And this is her favorite cupcake shirt. 

A Very Angry Bird-Day

Bug Man's birthday and 2 other guys from the ward all had their 30th b-day within a month of each other so the wives got an idea.  We threw a party.  An Angry Birds party.  It was a blast.  I'm not taking credit for any of those cute cake items, Maggie decorated the cake and Cheryl did the cake pops - I made deviled eggs, we really like deviled eggs and now you know what happens when you get the eggs back - the crazy egg lady steals them and cooks them.  :)

 They had a sling shot to shoot the pinata - that was one tough pinata.  We also had a pinata stick (gotta love Winco - who knew you could buy happiness for $1.88???)  We let the kids all take a whack at it and then the grown ups take a whack at it, and then we pulled the strings and then whacked it some more - it was tough!

The OTHER Cinderella Story.

Once upon a time there was a husband, a wife, a
beautiful baby and a lovely little girl in love with princesses.  One night Cinderella was left on the ground after the little girl was sent to bed, the baby, on seeing Cinderella left there, sneakily scooted over to Cinderella and grabbed the doll and the wife allowed it.  Upon seeing this the husband, disapproving, grabbed the doll from the baby and began to lecture on choking hazards and to demonstrate how easily Cinderella's head would pop off and choke the baby.  However the demonstration proved more difficult than the husband had anticipated and the precious Cinderella was broken.  Many attempts by the husband to reattach the head were unfruitful and Cinderella was left, decapitated on the desk, hopefully to be fixed at a later date with the aid of very strong glue or the purchase of a new Cinderella.  All was quiet as the people slept.  The next morning however there was great sadness as the little girl found her Cinderella headless on the desk.  Quickly the little girl solved this dilemma, with a piece of well placed tape.  And they all lived happily ever after.

Dillon's Cowboy Photo Shoot

 Dillon set Andy up at a cowboy - riding his horse, err, jumper :)  I just had to take pictures :)  (Yes, he's wearing a cape.)

I Grape You... I Grape You Too.

  This is what happens when Brandon leaves us alone too long :)  We get a little 'grapey'  :)

Another One Bites the Dust!

 

5 down, one to go - and she may not be far behind :)

 

I love weddings.  I get so mushy and sappy.  Yup, I cried.  I always cry - hang on a minute, pretty sure I didn't cry at my wedding.  Maybe I'm crying because I know what they are getting themselves into and they have no clue :)   

 

I love weddings because I know how long they have searched for each other and how much sacrifice has gone into everything.  Not just two kids keeping themselves clean and preparing for a spouse but parents who night and day prayed and wept and begged Heavenly Father to protect thier precious child and keep them from Satan's evil grasp.  I don't know about you but I feel like now that I'm married I've got a partner who can help keep me on the straight and narrow and I keep him on the same.  It just makes life better.  Life is grand if you have a man by your side who loves you with all his heart and treats you like the queen you are (most days :) )

 

the original B-shaw gang plus the newest addition

 

Kenzie now seems to love weddings as much as her mother does.  She had such a blast.

Vanessa (who I'm pretty sure doesn't even know about this blog...) I know you got yourself a good man.  Jake happens to be rather special to me.  He lived with us - as you know - for a year and looking back I'm so thankful for an opportunity to get to know such an awesome guy.  I know you know.  :)  How often do you have a chance to really get to know a brother in law?  Now I probably wouldn't have said that at the time because - well, he moved in when I was 8 months pregnant with Kenzie.  We'll just leave it at that:)  He's Yake. Hola Yake.  He's such a good kid.  Tells it like it is, doesn't beat around the bush, he's just himself and happy the way he is.   He's refreshing to be around.  Is it weird to have a sister in law(me) that totally loves you just because you married Yake?  I'm so excited to get to know you. 

I'm unbelievably, deliriously happy to have Eternity to get to know all the Bradshaw's, each one of them.  They are good people.  Great people.  Brandon's aunt jokingly said to me how much she loves being a Bradshaw - we were talking about the funny little quirks of our Bradshaw men but I am grateful to raise up a new generation of Bradshaw's - that have just enough Gordon to make them trouble :)  I came from greatness and have married into greatness.  Way too much cheesy from me huh... 


Thank you Eliza for allowing all of us Bradshaw clan to steal your pictures - as soon as I saw your camera come out I knew I didn't need mine :)  

All pictures courtesy of Eliza the awesome.