Baby Bogs and Beer Cheese Soup

Lots of B's in this post.

Bridger got his very first pair of Baby bogs from Jane (Jim's gal friend up in Steamboat) yesterday!

What can I say he is a cute lil guy if I say so myself. I'm sure both Grandpa's will be happy to see that his baby bogs are his first pair of camo boots, just in time to go hunting. Jane E. got him a size 4... lil big but not by too much! We will be wearing these all winter long.

Sunday was a great day to try a new recipe since it was chilly in the AM. I LOVE beer cheese soup and any time a restaurant has it on their menu it is a sure bet I will order it. So after many pintrest post I came across a fantastic recipe to make it and it was a success! That's saying alot since I am definitely not the best chef in the house, my husband can assure you of that.

Tomorrow is Halloween!!! We have the class parade at school and I am hoping Bridger will be able to make it! Then it's off to Grandma and Grandpa Parsons for Bridger's first Halloween. We won't be doing any trick or treating, just handing out candy back at our house! Lots of pictures to come....


Bridger opening and closing all the drawers...o and we can't forget that we must look to see what is inside each one!!!

grateful Saturday

I follow a blog and I have been inspired by her "stepping back and being grateful " posts. So in effort I am going to set one day a side to focus being grateful. So here we go.....

Dear weather,
My class got to take a virtual field trip up to bogus basin to measure the snow fall. I must say that I'm not quit ready for it down here in the valley. However, I am grate full that you provided me a teaching moment to all my kiddos.

Dear Wind,
Thank you for all the wind, Daddy picked Bridger some leaves off the ground and boy you should have seen his reaction. AMAZEMENT!!!!! Its wonderful to watch him experience new things in this world.

Dear Bridger,
Watching you today when daddy gave you that leaf was joy for momma. You bring such happiness to both daddy and I. Your curiosity for life inspires me. Thank you. Today while exploring the kitchen you pulled out the drawer and slammed your finger shut. There were tears and some crys but you were tough and started laughing after daddy and I kissed your fingers. You my son, are wonderful and I am grateful to be your mother.

Dear Lady who donated art supplies to my class,
You will never know how excited my students will be when I tell them that we are doing an art project because we have art supplies.  Their little eyes will light up and their toothless smiles will be from ear to ear. And when I tell them that we will make Christmas ornaments with your art supplies that you donated they will squeal with delight. I don't know you, never met you and yet your generosity will be spread through my students to their families. Today I am ever so grateful for your donation to my class.

Dear Ben,
soon you will read this and probably say silently in your head "o no what is she about to say" but today and everyday I am grateful to walk hand in hand with you through this journey in life. I am grateful for your ABC 's song you sing to our child to help him calm down and fall asleep. I am grateful for our drives on Saturday on  mornings to explore parts of Idaho and chat about our future together. I am grateful for your up all night moments with the baby. I am grateful for you.

(The Guncles stopped by to see Bridger tonight before they went to their Halloween party!!!)

friends

Friend -A person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations.

Check out those teeth!

Friends come in all shapes, sizes and types. We have been so blessed to have made many wonderful friends since moving here to Idaho and to often then not we go about our business and forget to tell our friends just how much they mean to us.

Love!

Particularly ever since finding out I was pregnant with Bridger my bond with many other mothers has started to form. It seemed as though I welcomed a whole new group of wonderful people into our lives and was able to relate on another level with them because we had the mutual bond of parenthood.

get'n into trouble!!!

I feel blessed for these friends and my family is blessed to have these friends in our lives.

Our porch door has taken on a whole new meaning of dirty. Nothing like little baby finger prints all over the door pointing outside to the dog!

I don't often talk about my work on this blog because it is dedicated to my son and his moments in life, but I must say that I am SO incredibly lucky to have many wonderful co-worker friends who love on Bridger unconditionally. Bridger goes to daycare close to where I work and literally once the kids are dismissed after school I drive over and pick him up and bring him back to work so not only I can get some more work done but I can also share my boy with our friends.

 Best Friends!

We are blessed!

Pumpkin patch

Our first family trip to the pumpkin patch was GREAT!

We just got home a little bit ago and the weather was perfect.

There was definitly a little crisp in the air which made for a few extra layers of clothes but the smells were heavnly, the sky was shining and there was a joy in the air with all the little kids running around having a blast.

 

Bridger did great.

He was so excited to see everything and with every turn of the corner there were lots of sqeals of delight coming from our little boy.

Bridger picked out his first pumpkin, it weighed exactly 1 pound!

He knew the rules that daddy told him before we went, "Bridger you can get any size pumpkin you want as long as you can carry it!"

 And that he did.

What a great day!

miss'n daddy

(wrote on Tuesday)
Daddy left yesterday for Boston, but the good news is is that he is suppose to be home tonight. His flight got delayed in Chicago this afternoon. No word when but sometime tonight he said.

There's a lot to be said to have two parents at home every night. It wasn't till we had Bridge that I was able to relate on so many more levels with my students parents.

By the time you get home get the baby fed, changed, bathe and rocked it leaves you feeling exhausted, worn out and the last thing that I want to do is do more work. I am blessed to have my husband home 99% of the time and I can't even begin to imagine how the single mothers/fathers do it on their own.

So much respect.

Last night when Bridge fell asleep I installed his new car seat. I wasn't expecting the reaction that took place on my part. I brought the baby carrier in along with the base of the car seat and set it on the kitchen table. As I was walking back out to tighten up the straps on the new car seat it hit me like a ton of bricks, "my boy is growing up." It stopped me dead in my tracks and I started to get emotional. Where did the time go.

 It was yesterday that I was sitting with him wrapped up in my arms in the sun room singing to him. He was so tiny.

One of my friends said, "how it is that you can be so happy, yet you feel sad at the same time?" That's a question that I seem to face more times then not these days. My heart is full, and the love that I have is so amazing and yet as I watch my boy hit milestones and accomplish things I get so emotional because I know he is growing up. I wouldn't trade these memories that we make everyday. Love you baby Bridge.

Great Aunt Barbra and Uncle Dan stopped in Boise on there way back home and got to meet baby Bridge.

We had a blast.

There was lots of giggles, playing, rocking and eating.

Grandma Rosie made biscuits and gravy (our favorite!) for dinner and we had a great time visiting and catching up.

Family Pictures 2012

Last night we decided since daddy got home early 4:30 :) to run over and quickly take family pictures. The light was TO DIE FOR~!

Amazing.

We even managed to wrangle up Gabby and get her in a few.

Ben and I manged to rig together some make shift tripods since I didn't bring one.

 Let just, thank goodness I have a woodsy husband because I wouldn't have gotten the shots that I did if it was for his "craftiness".

 

At the end, after sweating our A**es off running back and forth hitting the timer and getting into place, Ben said, "I won't be doing this S*it again!"

All I could do was laugh and I mean I laughed the whole way home.

 I can only imagine what the "professionals" who were taking pictures near us thought.

I still can't help but laugh when I think about how CRAZY we were/are.

Anyways, we got some great shots and in the end the memories will forever be remember!