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So there are the rest of the pictures taken from the adventures that were had while Weston's amazing aunties were in town. Super cute. Also, we gave Weston spaghetti for the first time a few weeks ago..let's just say he liked it...a lot :) Enjoy!

Yeah...told ya he had fun

This is Twyla's and my "Nailed it" pinterest project. Now sure why it didn't work...but it definitely didn't. haha

Rosies birthday!

Started raining so Auntie Twyla had to pull the jackets out for the boys

Seeking shelter from the rain

All the cousins at Rosies party. She's pretty loved :)

Twyla sniping targets :)

now with my .22 :)

Stacy's turn

These two together is always a dangerous combo...dangerously fun of course :)

my sexy man

their "serious" faces

with the AR

And Stacy!

FuN WiTh ThE aUnTiEs iN tOwN :)

The last week and a half we have had the awesome chance to spend time with some of Robs sisters. They came down for a week to visit and we have been soaking it up! We've done picnics in the park, gone shooting, been to the zoo, and had some awesome opportunities to talk and just spend time with them. I am seriously bummed the we didn't take more pics, but here are some pics from the zoo and when we took Stacy shooting :)

ready for the zoo!

They're pretty much best friends now

They're all so excited :)

Nana even came for a little bit

Weston loved the tigers and lions

We tried...right?

Loved the petting zoo 

Pretty sure he thought they were dogs :P

They so love each other :)

All worn out from the adventure

Stacy's favorite gun

Weston chilling during our shooting adventures

Two Additions to the Family!

This last weekend was the first weekend all summer it seems like that we have not had crazy plans. I LOVED just being able to chill around the house. We got our garage all nice and picked up, and had a movie marathon on Saturday. Life is good :)
Even though we didn't have a lot of plans though, doesn't mean there weren't a few surprises for us this last weekend! So on Friday I went to pick Rob up from work like I usually do, and when I went in everyone was acting REALLY weird. Something was definitely up. He was acting all innocent and angelic (definite sign that he did something that he knows will probably get him in trouble) and told me that he had a surprise for me. He told me to be very careful and open his toolbox. There would be a box inside. Then I was supposed to very carefully open the box and there would be the surprise. Ha. Ya right. I was not about to reach my hand into something when he was acting like that. So I made him do it, I was fairly sure there was either a mouse in there, or he had finally bought the flying squirrel he had been begging for, but that's a different story. He opened the box and sure enough fur starts coming out. Instead of being a squirrel though, it was a kittie! Ok disclaimer, neither one of us are big cat fans...at all. But this isn't a cat, its a kittie, and it was SO cute! Rob said he found him totally freaking out behind the shop and saved him when he got stuck in a hole. At first I was thinking 'ya right, we don't like cats. Why would we take this home?'...and then I held it. SO CUTE! So...we now have a cat. NO...a kittie :) Everyone, meet Pixel.

Robs mom actually accidentally named him. We've been thinking about names, and when we were skyping Robs family last night we asked them for thoughts and held the kittie to the camera. They said he just looked pixelie and couldn't really tell what he looked like. Pixel stuck! He's living in the garage for now, and he'll be our mouser. DEFINITELY not an indoor kittie, but he does get to come in sometimes and play. Weston thinks Pixel is his new favorite toy because it runs away from him, and sometimes if he's really lucky and can even pick Pixel up before he gets away. Haha SO funny to watch :)

Now for the second addition to our family. My dear husband texted me a few weeks ago and said 'so...I think I just bought a truck.' haha yea. After almost sending about a thousand different messages I finally settled on "really?" That was the safest bet I figured. Robs Ranger finally died last summer when it took on an epic mud pit, and the transmission is going to need replaced. We tried to sell it, but honestly, we both love it to much to get rid of it, so it has sat in our garage unworking for the last year. Apparently a guy that Rob works with was saying that he had a truck that he was just going to scrap because he had too many trucks, so Rob said he'd take it off his hands and pay what the scrap yard would have paid. It was really a good deal, and even though this truck needs a bit of work done to it, it runs, and will be way cheaper to fix than the Ranger, and it will sell for a lot more too. They dropped the truck off Friday night and Rob is kind of beyond excited. So we have yet another beater truck. I'm excited though. I'm envisioning epic camping trips, and now we have a vehicle we can take fishing and off roading so maybe my Blazer will stay clean for more than 2 day now :) The plan for the Ranger is to slowly fix it up, and it can be Westons when he gets old enough.

Like my husbands haircut? He's loving it! I kinda miss his hair, but it's growing on me :)

Tribute to the Man of My Dreams

I don't even know how to begin to explain the love that I have for my husband. Despite all of our weaknesses, all of our 'bad moments' and all of our faults, he is absolutely perfect for me.  Ever since I first met him, I knew he would be my children's father, I knew I would grow old with him, I knew he'd be there through all of my challenges and accomplishments, I knew I would love him through the eternities. Believe it or not, that really scared me. Being so vulnerable as to admit that you were completely happy, giving someone else that much power to possibly hurt you. That's where trust comes into play, and making promises and covenants that ensure that you will stay happy, stay in love, and be faithful. Rob and I had the "talk" only a week after we started dating. I never in my wildest dreams would have thought I would ever let something move that quickly, but it did, and I knew there was no point in slowing it down because the end story would be the same. I loved that boy, and I knew I was going to be with him forever.
Having a child changes a marriage in so many different ways. The first time you hold your child and realize "oh my gosh, we did this. Just us two, we created this perfect little miracle." With Gods help of course. It's the first time you realize that if something ever happened to your husband, it would be harder then you had originally thought, because not only would you lose your other half, your child would lose a father. You never really look at your husband the same once he first holds that child. You see all the responsibility in his eyes, the fear, the excitement, all of it, and you see him grow. Watching him play with your child everyday when he gets off work, no matter how hard the day was or how exhausted he is, your love for him deepens. The moments when the baby is crying in the middle of the night, and your thinking that if you get up you'll burst into tears too just from pure exhaustion and he leans over and says "it's ok, go back to sleep, I got this one" ...and then you end up crying anyways because you're so thankful for an understanding and patient husband.
Kids change a marriage in different ways too. Exhaustion kicks in. You realize it is literally impossible to be spontaneous when there is a child involved; things have to be packed, they have to be planned. A routine sets in, and you realize that you're not the crazy in love newly weds that you were, but it's not a bad thing. The love has matured. It's grown, it has enveloped another person into it. Yes, you realize that showing and giving your love takes maybe just a tiny bit more effort, or a bit more planning, but being able to do that blesses both of you beyond belief.
Watching my husband become a daddy is one of the most amazing experiences I have ever had the privilege of witnessing. We have both changed, grown, matured a little bit from the experience, but it has bonded us in a way that I didn't know was possible. I am so thankful for my husband. For the example that he is to my child. He is so much more than I ever could have asked for, and I still can't believe that he is really mine some days. I'm thankful for the promises that we have made to each other. For all the things that he has already done for this family. He is my rock, my sanity, my escape, and my best friend. I am so thankful for the knowledge that I have that our children will get to be raised in a full family. Both mommy, and daddy, there the whole time. Never wavering, never questioning that. I am so thankful that.
I love you Robin Dickson. Thank you for being my miracle. For making my dreams come true, and for making new dreams with me. Thank you for these last 2.5 years that I have had the privilege of being a part of your life. I love you babe. It's a forever kind of thing :)