
p.s. yes that is a puzzle piece... no it's not a pacifier.

p.s. yes that is a puzzle piece... no it's not a pacifier.
on december 8th i became a "mom". now many of you looked upon your brand new baby with tears in your eyes and say something beautiful and sentimental like "happy birthday little one". my first sentence (and this was actually caught on video) was the beginning of the sentence "and i can't give her back". nice way to start, huh? i didn't really mean it the way it came out.... what i meant was, when you are holding someone else's baby and they start to cry or need something, there is someone else to give it to....the expert on this child. i was definitely no expert. total parenting novice right here. just tonight, i finally came to the realization that my 11 month old had been trying to tell me something for an entire week and i just wasn't getting it. each night at dinner, as she would start to get bored she would smoosh her hands all over her face, mumble something sing-songy and then pull her hand off her face and put them in her hair. and EVERY time that she did this all i kept thinking was, oh goodness, i am going to give this kid a bath, i will never be able to get such-and-such out of her hair. tonight i watched her do this and something clicked. i said "where's aubrey?" she pulled her hand off her face and with the biggest smile i had ever seen she smashed her dirty hands into her hair. "there she is!" she looked at me with her beautiful eyes as if to say "you got it mom!" we were both so happy...

Keeping her head warm....ok, not really. We just found the hat and thought it was cute. We tricked her into wearing it for about a half hour.
...and last but not least...lots of rest
sometimes i wonder where the time went. wasn't it just yesterday that ryan and jen, chris and april and matt and i would hang out late into the evening. not a care in the world. well, maybe a small concern about what time we had to get up for work the next morning (but nothing a little coffee wouldn't fix).
tonight was hilarious ...ryan scouring the house looking for something to give the trick or treaters, he settled on pringles and nutra-grain bars (not as bad as the lady who handed out toothbrushes. NO JOKE!) ...speed pizza eating so we could get out trick or treating ....walking around the mclaughlin's neighborhood trying not to get run over by ninjas, fairies, spider-man and whatever that girl was that i am still trying to figure out ...settling in at ryan and jen's stealing maddie's candy ...watching aubrey eat nerds off the floor and watching logan climb up EVERYTHING.
we sat around for about an hour after the festivities just chatting, marveling at how big the kids were, how much they've grown and how fast it went.
i am happy that we are all still friends... our lives have changed quite a bit in the past few years and i am sure that they are going to change even more. but my hope is this is just the beginning of many fun times to come and i am glad that we get to share the joys of parenting together.



This weekend was our Annual Camping Trip. Each year a group of friends go up to Sullivan County, PA for some biscuits and gravy, beautiful views and fellowship by a campfire. This year the Tudors & the Enns joined us for the first time.
We did get to take her on a hiking trip to Butternut Run and had the joy of changing the baby in the woods. Nothing like changing a diaper and trying to keep your kid from ingesting leaves and rocks at the same time.

We weren't to successful with the second part, I still had to go fishing in her mouth for choking hazards.
All in all though a wonderful time with friends....



On fields o'er which the reaper's hand has pass'd
Lit by the harvest moon and autumn sun,
My thoughts like stubble floating in the wind
And of such fineness as October airs,
There after harvest could I glean my life
A richer harvest reaping without toil,
And weaving gorgeous fancies at my will
In subtler webs than finest summer haze.
Henry David Thoreau





