pull on your boots!

eric church, ladies & gentlemen, is king. 

(of my country world anyways, JT takes the cake otherwise.)

i will be the first to admit, country music is not my first love. I'm more of an indie girl, with a splash of pop/r&b. but husband is a HUGE country music fan, so when any big name comes to town (or vegas) he's gonna be there; so last night we got together with a couple of our couple friends, pulled on our cowboy boots* - hopped into a limo + headed to the pepsi center for the Eric Church outsiders tour!

*i did not pull on traditional cowboy boots, all the pairs i have ever owned my sister taylor borrows, gets re-soled and then claims as her own. you're lucky you're cute sister. my gold fringe zodiacs were my life.

anyways, we were lucky enough to have snagged some VIP ultra spectacular tickets, so we got an acoustic two song set with him before he hit the main stage (grant got to meet him, that lucky duck.) the show was fantastic! he is such a brilliant performer live! i wish in my next life i can play guitar like he can, and never even have to take my shades off :)

we had a great time with friends, drinking, dancing & singing at the top of our lungs "springsteeeeeeeeeen!"

enjoy my blurry iPhone concert pics!

until we meet again mr. church!

a picture post.

so i am an inconsistent blogger. i wish i wasn't but... i am. i look at the calendar, it is almost february & i still haven't posted about christmas or hawaii! so instead of rewinding back to each event and putting myself even further behind the present, ill say that christmas was wonderful & our hawaii trip was beautiful! want more details on HI? my sister captured each moment on her blog here, here, here, & HERE!

so i am using this pictures only post (from here on) to wrap it all up! lets do it!

a frightening thought

last night, at about 2am i woke up thinking..

everything I am, she will be.

it was almost like God planted that thought in my head so I would wake up thinking of all the ways to better myself. thanks for that God, i don't like sleeping anyways.

being a parent is scary, not only are you fully responsible for the physical well being of another human, but you also have to on a daily basis, shape them into the person they will become. arrow is in the phase right now of doing everything mama & daddy do. if i scream, she screams, if daddy takes his shoes off, arrow needs her shoes off. its adorable, but brings into the blinding light that if i am not patient & kind, how will she know to be patient & kind. if i curse at the dogs for chewing up another passy or waking her from a nap, what is to stop her from cursing at the dogs? she is a sponge.

& grant and i are the human liquid she is soaking up. the way we speak to our friends, how we spend our time, how we treat ourselves and our belongings. she is watching and emulating. whether we think about it often or not, kids are watching us, like little ninjas.

ter. ri. fy. ing.

am i right?

it basically makes me want to be a nun. trade in all my free people for a habit. i, of course, am my own worst critic as a parent, so i am never going to be good enough for arrow, i don't go to God with all my problems, i am messy, i curse & gossip. HOWEVER, in this post is my lesson. I woke at 2am last night with this scary seed in my head & it immediately made me want to find ways to BETTER MYSELF. if i hadn't been thinking about this before, i am now. i am a goal oriented person & arrow is my prize. i think she is worth some personal change, don't you? three cheers for patient & polite kids, yeah?

happy weekend everyone!

beautiful messes.

they are sleepers.
well, most of the time. between the hours of 10and2am are guaranteed. anything after that is pretty much a free for all. during the day, daddy & arrow value the punches on their sleeping timecards more than myself, my brain won't quiet down long enough to take a midday siesta. either that, or the excessive amount of caffeine i pour into my system on any given day.

we are snugglers.
spooners & footsie players. arrow will sometimes end up in our bed at 3:45am and wrap around me like a vine. arms around my neck, legs slung low across my lap & head on my chest. if you can imagine, it gets sweaty, but one day she won't do any of those things, so ill happily take sweaty.

we are dancers.
husband has his wiggle move down to an art. i may do it a bit more professionally, but arrow with her stomping feet, swinging arms & bobbing head action will soon give a run for my money. uptown funk is her jam & she absolutely hates when her carseat straps hold her back.

he is a worker.
my husband is always working on something. work at the office or hobby-work at home. its like working hard is deeply embedded into his internal wiring. if you met his parents, you would see where it comes from. vacation to them means work with a view of the ocean :) i respect him so much for it. he works all day so arrow & i can be whimsical & fun & carefree. (love you baby, i don't say it enough, thank you)

she is a giggler.
ticklish & playful. you should see her face when she gets caught with something naughty. smiles, screams & run away, looking back every few steps to make sure you're still chasing her. the second daddy walks in the door she immediately runs away just hoping he'll charge at her, scoop her up and play.

she is a screamer.
its a new found talent. her shriek can hit high notes only her & mariah carey have in common. always in a form of excitement, not always in an appropriate place.

we are mess makers.
me with my cooking (and my hair) her with... well, everything else. if there is a drawer cracked open, she will unload it. if her toy box is not put away. every toy must be taken out. pantry? she thinks all the food belongs on the lowest shelf.

we are beautiful messes.
all three of us make up a happy little family. one that spends our 'family nights' on the living room floor, or snuggled up in bed watching crime shows. we are busy and we are crazy, but we make it work. i try to keep everything together, grant keeps me sane & calm when everything feels out of control. & arrow is a constant reminder to soak up every moment we have, because they pass far too quickly; and we plan on doing just that.

happy tuesday!