Because I Have Been Given Much...

...I Too Must BLOG!

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. I love being with family, eating really yummy food the constant reminder of how blessed I truly am. This year we ate with Jason's family. It was really fun and delicious.

The Sunday before we had a Thanksgiving FHE. I had asked each person to give me three things I could take a picture of. Jordyn and Tessa helped me (against my will) put together a huge bored with each picture. We played a guessing game, where each person had to guess who was thankful for what.

Here are a few of the pictures. Camie was thankful for the girls. ME TOO! I love them. They teach me how to be patient and kind. They remind me daily of the Savior because of their sweet innocence. They are so smart and beautiful.

Norah is grateful for Autumn leaves. ME TOO! They are beautiful. I love the change in the season. I love watching the things around me change. I hope that as I'm changing and growing I'm become something this beautiful.

Jordyn is grateful for her toothbrush and toothpaste. I'm not kidding. I asked her to pick three things she loves and this was one of them. I don't really love brushing me teeth, but I'm grateful for all of the things that keep us healthy. (Showers, combs, lotions, medicine, humidifiers, etc.)

Terry is grateful for the Temple. ME TOO! The Temple teaches me how to return and live with my Heavenly Father. It reminds me of my Savior's love and sacrifice. It is the only pace I could have married Jason. Because of the blessings of the Temple I can be with my family forever.

Last of all, I'm grateful for Jason. Where would I be without him. He is my support and strength. He keeps me sane. He is a great dad. He works hard for our family. I love him. So Jas, thanks for being my best friend and for loving me, no matter how crazy I am. I LOVE YOU!

Here's To You Aunt Vickie

Earlier this year, I can't remember which month, Jason's cousin, Ashley, got married. (That was a lot of commas!) When we got to the wedding Jason's Aunt Vickie took the girls away and brought them back in the cutest black and red dresses ever. They were pretty big on them, but very cute.

Because they were so big I had put them away. You know, to keep them nice. (My Grandma Shirley would always save everything new for "Spring". Maybe I get it from her.)

It's Christmas time now, well almost. The past few years I bought new Christmas dresses. This year, as much as I tried, I just couldn't fit it into the budget. Then, the other day, I noticed them, hanging there, in the side of the closet. I got them out. Tried them on. And guess what! THEY FIT PERFECTLY! Seriously.

Now, I know it seems silly to be so emotional over silly dresses... I'm just really grateful to Vickie and her thoughtfulness all those months ago. Little did she know, she saved me this year.