I'm sitting on my couch wearing yoga pants and a way too big for me Oregon Duck's sweatshirt that I "borrowed" from my brother and never gave back. I'm tired from work. I had panda express for dinner.

I've been trying to keep the front of our apartment clean (and when I say that I really mean, I've been letting Kenton keep it clean) so that if anyone comes over they will think I keep a clean house. I just don't let them see the back room. Unless they need to use the bathroom...

I get to wake up every morning next to my husband. Sometimes he's sleepy and doesn't wake up before I leave. Sometimes he forces himself up and drives me to work. Sometimes he gets up and leaves before I'm even a little bit awake. But, he's always there.

Wandering thoughts.

Some days I wake up and realize that this is a day the Lord has made for me to enjoy. I shall rejoice and be glad.

Some days I wake up and know that this is a day the Lord has made for me to enjoy. I should rejoice and be glad. Instead, I roll back over, cover my head with my blanket and imagine what would happen if I just decided to not get out of bed that day.

Sometimes I feel like the latter happens more. I don't know why. I think I get overwhelmed with everything. I think I like to pretend that I can be an adult with all the pluses of being one but without having all the responsibility's. Still being able to decide to get up an hour or two after my alarm and not be late for work. To decide not to clean my room. To decide not to take a shower until my parents tell me I have to.
Sometimes I think I would prefer to be a little child again. To be 8 and have not a care in the world. But then I remember, nope, I don't ever want to go back to that.
I had a good time being 8. I had loving parents. I had millions of fun things I could do. I wouldn't be who I am without those years.
But I'm so happy to be where I am right now.
I'm getting married in August. I'm marrying such an amazing man. The Lord has blessed me beyond measure.
I don't know how or if I can ever thank Him enough.
Maybe if I look at each day as a gift that I should live joyfully I'll get close.
God wants the best for me. Sometimes that means hardships. Right now that means joy. I should live my days remembering that. It won't always be so easy to be happy. If I can't be filled with joy now, when things are so good, will I be able to see the joy when things get tougher?
I pray I will.

Randomness.

Dressing Zeke up in his Piglet costume helps me think of Piglet as a boy. There is still a part of me that strongly believes that Piglet is really a girl. I was very sad the day I was told that Piglet and Rabbit were boys. I almost boycotted Pooh Bear. Which would have been terrible. Like, really horrible. Pooh Bear is the best.ever. Well...almost the best ever. You knew what I meant. Or so I can hope...

Look how old Zeke is. Such a toddler now. Such a little person already. So much trouble. So messy. So wonderful. He's almost worth the fact that he wakes me up like twice a night. Never mind. He's totally worth it. 

Gideon was trying to teach Zeke how to stand with his legs apart while standing on the coffee table. Gideon may or may not have failed. Zeke could not understand why he needed to learn to do so. He just wanted to dance on the coffee table.

Now I'm out of random pictures to show you. And I'm done writing random nothings. 

Zeke and I say goodbye until next time. 

We love you.

I realized it's 2014...

...Only took me 11 days! ;)

2013 was an amazing year. It diffidently left it's mark. I graduated High School, got to witness one of my older brothers get married to his wonderful wife, spent summer mostly outside with the best of friends and family, gained a niece (first one!!) and a nephew, ate way too many otter pops, said goodbye to Eugene and moved to the big city of Seattle. 

I'm looking forward to what God has planned for me in 2014.

 Above all, clothe yourselves with love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony.

~ Colossians 3:14

Zeke and I say goodbye until next time! ;)

I can not believe that I will have been living in Seattle for 10 weeks come tomorrow! How crazy is that!?!

Over this past weekend I went over to Idaho to visit one of my older brothers, his awesome wife Julie and their adorable little girl. It was so weird cause while I was there I realized that now when I talk about "back home" I mean Seattle. At the same time I also feel like Eugene is my home. It's strange feeling like you have two homes. 

Anyways...Below are some random pictures from the last few weeks.

I have SO many pictures of Zeke and almost none of Gideon. I'm not sure why...maybe because Gideon always refuses to let me take pictures of him and it's hard to sneak any around him ;)

Exhausted from trick or treating. 

It's hard to get a good picture of all three of us. One of the boys always decides to be difficult and not look at the camera. This is Zeke pretending to be watching something riveting in the distance. 

Julie drove down for a couple days and then I drove with her back to Idaho. We had lots of fun just hanging  out in Seattle. The last morning she was here we walked down to the nearest Starbucks with the kids for fun. I took this picture and a minute later Zeke fell off his chair and hit his head on the edge of my chair and cut his cheek open and proceeded to bleed all over my shirt while we waited for his dad to come pick him up. He was such a trooper. Barely cried and was laughing within a couple of minutes. I got several weird looks for holding a happy baby with blood dripping down his chin while wearing a semi bloody shirt. So he currently has a cut on his cheek plus a black eye plus a cut on his forehead and he also fell down last week and bit the inside of his cheek really hard so yeah, he is one busy toddler.

My adorable niece. She is seriously the happiest baby ever. I love how whenever she smilies it's the biggest one you have ever seen.

                                                    The drive to Idaho was so beautiful.

Seattle is beautiful too when it decides to have some random sunshine between the rainy gray weather we have been having. You can see Zeke trying to get me to hurry up and take the picture so he can go play. 

I love these two boys! Attacking each other with kisses. Or rather Big brother crushing Little Brother and Little Brother screaming at Big Brother to leave him alone.
I think I like calling it a kiss attack better.

They do tend to leave their toys on my floor and try on all my jewelry and then leave it on the floor.

 And then they make faces at you in the car and all is forgotten, for now.

The Space Needle.

So happy! I finally got to go to the top of the Space Needle last weekend! I've always wanted to and while for some reason the whole time I was at the top I kept wondering why I had thought it would seem a lot higher off the ground than it did, I still really enjoyed it.

I took a picture of myself with (most of) the Space Needle in the background just like everyone else was doing, apparently that's the thing to do there.

This picture is one of the pictures I took while up in the Needle. It was gray and foggy that day.

Anddddd another picture from the Needle.

After we came back to the ground we went walking towards what we thought was the big fountain that my sister-in-law, Elisabeth had told us about since the two little boys (Gideon and Zeke) had liked playing in it last time they had come to the Space Needle. We never found the fountain, where Elisabeth had thought it was there now stood a football stadium...but we did find an awesome maze that we then decided to run. Elisabeth made it all the way, I did not. I had to stop halfway through to cough for 5 minutes (not joking) thus this picture. Elisabeth, exhausted. Autumn, smiling for the camera.