Friday, April 10, 2015

That Crazy, Wonderful Week

We did it again, and we survived. Anniversary, Tanner's birthday, Mariah's birthday, and Easter.

Tanner had to leave for Missouri the day before our Anniversary to take a test. Even though we weren't together he still managed to make the day special for me.
Because he knows what is important to me, there were chocolates too. Yeah, he's a keeper. 
Then the lucky man got to take tests all day on his Birthday. Doesn't get much better than that. His great friend Chase got him a cake. And his sister Brittany made him a big yummy breakfast. They probably treated him better than I would have. I'm not the best at Birthdays; it is something that I need to work on.

Close to our home there is a place called The American West Heritage Center. Basically you can walk around and see the way people lived in "the old days". Every Spring they have Baby Animal Days and I thought that would be the perfect thing to do with Mariah for her Birthday. Aunt Boo and Uncle Mike came along as well. Though holding and petting the baby animals was a kick in the pants, I don't know if it was worth the $9. I mean, thats what fairs are for, and they don't cost a thing. But we still had a good time. Mike treated us to deep fried oreos, so that made it all worth it.


Baby goats are perfect...and then they grow up.
Sweet little ducking!
Chet tried to squeeze the little ducklings and chicks so he just got to look at them. 

Farmer Chet checking out the tractors.  
Mariah got to ride a mule and Chet was really jealous of her super-cool helmet. 
That night we had Mariah's birthday dinner of Mac and Cheese and Chicken Nuggets, her favorites. She requested pink ice cream and I requested a chocolate cake (I birthed her so I felt I had some say in the matter). We ate way too much and had a great night.
This girl's smiles. 
The cake was fantastic and didn't look too bad...from one angle.

I ran out of frosting and in true Ashley form decided it really wasn't essential. Still tasted great; I don't regret a thing.

The next morning Mariah was surprised with a bunch of balloons. She and Chet had so much fun with them. It's the simple things in life people.

Then we made a big breakfast.

After breakfast Mariah got to open her presents.


Tanner's brother was nice enough to let us borrow a violin. I'm excited/terrified to begin this musical journey, seeing that I have very little musical experience. But here goes nothin'! Mariah loved her princess dress that left sparkles everywhere. She also got some lace up shapes and sat through almost the entire first session of conference working on them.

In between sessions we dyed Easter eggs. I now know why I waited until I had a three year old to do this. Several bowls of dye were dumped, but luckily it all cleaned up quite nicely. And I was a smart mom and kept Chet in his high chair. He got to put stickers on the eggs later.




Tanner went down to the Priesthood session with his Dad. His Brother Ty was singing in the choir. Tanner got some great shots of the temple, this is my favorite: 


Easter morning I came into the kitchen to Tanner pouring jelly beans and chocolate chips into Mariah and Chet's Cheerios saying "Happy Easter!". Yeah, not exactly the typical way to celebrate but they loved it.

About ten minutes before the morning session started I decided we must have Easter pictures. So I frantically dressed my children and hollered for Tanner to come up with his superior phone. And we managed to get a few keepers.
Yes, Chet should have dark socks on, but he is wearing a bow tie and smiling at the same time...a miracle.
After the afternoon session we headed down to Tanner's cousin's house for a little family get-together. Mariah was so excited to see her Grandma Crossley and some of her awesome cousins. She also rocked the Easter egg hunt. After she was done, she immediately plopped down and ate almost all of the candy. The girl comes by it honestly I guess.

Chet was so excited about all the balls and insisted on playing with them on the basketball court. He only picked up a couple eggs because he thought the balls were much cooler. I think he may have regretted that decision when he saw Mariah chowing down on her candy. 



A group of the older kids starting playing basketball and Mariah ran right down into the pack. She pranced around with her sweet little run, laughing the whole time. She may have more interest in the sport than her mother, though I suspect she just enjoys being in large groups of people. She probably thought they were dancing...

Although having General Conference on Easter Sunday makes the day a little more hectic, I am always so grateful when they fall on the same day. I can't think of a better way to celebrate the life and resurrection of our Savior than through the words of His Prophets. If interested you can find those talks here. Elder Holland summed it up perfectly when he said:

"So today we celebrate the gift of victory over every fall we have ever experienced, every sorrow we have ever known, every discouragement we have ever had, every fear we have ever faced--to say nothing of our resurrection from death and forgiveness for our sins. That victory is available to us because of events that transpired on a weekend precisely like this nearly two millennia ago in Jerusalem."

How grateful I am for this knowledge! I know that my Savior lives and because he lives I can too. May we have the Spirit of Easter in our hearts each and every day. 

Monday, April 6, 2015

3 Whole Years


I keep asking myself, "can it really have been three years!?"

Since Mariah is now more verbal (biggest understatement of the year), I decided to do an actual interview:

Mom: What is your favorite color?
Mariah: Green (this one really threw me for a loop. Never do I ever remember her requesting anything green, but this is her interview not mine)

Mom: What is your favorite food?
Mariah: Applesauce

Mom: What is your favorite animal?
Mariah: Bunny Rabbit (her first stuffed animal; Grandma Young brought it to her in the hospital) and Steve Jr (two year Birthday present from Max). (She was holding these two in her arms during the interview)

Mom: What is your favorite book?
Mariah: Bunny Book (I'm guessing she meant The Runaway Bunny which is the bane of my existence, and kind of creepy; that mom is a little psycho. But aren't we all?)

Mom: What is your favorite movie?
Mariah: Nemo and Panda Bear (Finding Nemo, which she has seen all of once, and Kung Fu Panda, which she has only seen the first fifteen minutes of)

Mom: What is your favorite song?
Mariah: Twinkle Little Star

Mom: What is your favorite dessert?
Mariah: Animal Crackers (I think that is a Nursery snack and she loves everything about Nursery)

Mom: What do you like to do for fun?
Mariah: Jumping and having fun and rolling down outside. But Chet doesn't like rolling.

Mom: What is your favorite thing to do with Mom?
Mariah: Bouncing and Jumping

Mom: What is your favorite thing to do with Dad?
Mariah: I sing with him. I sing. It makes me happy.

Mom: What is your favorite thing to do with Chet?
Mariah: Play with him on jump on a own tramp with us (sometimes she gets a little ahead of herself). Chet starts jumping and I count for him.

Mom: Who is your best friend?
Mariah: Elizabeth (her five-year-old cousin)

Mom: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Mariah: A big long girl and I get a party. (She was really stoked about her anti-climactic birthday party.)

I was surprised by pretty much all of her answers. Tanner was too, and he had the great idea to interview her again a couple days later just to see what her responses were:

Mom: What is your favorite color?
Mariah: Blue and pink and red and yellow.

Mom: What is your favorite food?
Mariah: Yummy Cheerios

Mom: What is your favorite animal?
Mariah: Mouse

Mom: What is your favorite book?
Mariah: Bunny Rabbit Book (Yeah, she would pick that creepy book two times in a row)

Mom: What is your favorite movie?
Mariah: Watching Nemo

Mom: What is your favorite song?
Mariah: Twinkle Little Star is

Mom: What is your favorite dessert?
Mariah: Yummy Food (That too is my favorite)

Mom: What do you like to do for fun?
Mariah: Jumping in a puddle and flying in thunder. (She had just finished a Daniel Tiger episode that was all about rainy days)

Mom: What is your favorite thing to do with Mom?
Mariah: Jumping in a puddle and playing with thunder and lightening.

Mom: What is your favorite thing to do with Dad?
Mariah: Jumping in a puddle and thunder.

Mom: What is your favorite thing to do with Chet?
Mariah: Jumping in a puddle.

Mom: Who is your best friend?
Mariah: Families

Mom: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Mariah: Thunder and lightening makes me grow up. (Ok, Daniel, you are one influential little Tiger.)

So there you have it. The fickleness of toddlers. I am starting to understand why it is so hard to figure those little busy bodies out. Obviously they don't even have themselves figured out. Or maybe it's just that she doesn't quite understand the questions and just says the first thing that comes to her mind. But I am starting to realize how big of an influence one little TV show that she watches maybe once a week can have. Kind of frightening. And I think it is time to hide The Runaway Bunny again.

And because this post isn't long enough already, I have included a few out of the mouth of Mariahs for memory sake:

One Sunday I came into the Nursery to see if Mariah needed to go potty. As I approached her she was telling off one of her friends and I could tell that she had been crying/whining. I then asked her if she was being a helper to which she replied, "No, I'm grumpy." Well alrighty then...

One day Mariah came into the room with a lot of huffing and puffing and plopped down on the floor. When I asked her what was wrong she said, "Leave me alone, I'm just sad". I then said, "you're sad?". And she answered, "yeah, it's just bad news."

Mariah loves to tell me stories and while excitedly sharing with me one of her imaginary adventures she said, "We dashed right into the car." We dash about quite often.

One night at FHE we were talking about the blessings that Heavenly Father has given us. Tanner asked Mariah what one of her blessings were. She replied, "My children is". Apparently we need to get a little more creative when we are talking about our blessings. And improve our grammar.

When Chet bumped his head Mariah said, "are you okay dude?".

At the library in an attempt to get my attention Mariah swatted my leg and said, "Hey! Stinker Linker!" Yes, I use that nickname from time to time.

One afternoon after a particularly sweaty workout Mariah tried to snuggle with me but then quickly shrank away in disgust saying, "Oh you're stinky!". She was quite disgusted with me and wouldn't touch me until I showered. Often after a workout she will check with me and make sure I'm going to shower. No hiding it now, I'm disgusting and she sounds a lot like her dad.

Before Tanner left for Missouri we were hugging. Mariah came up and in her motherlike way said, "ok, ok, that's enough", pulling us apart.



Looking through our photos to pick out these four brought back so many memories. It has been three years full of tears and laughter, tantrums and snuggles, messes and kisses and the best years of my life. This girl has taught me more about myself than I would have chosen to know but I am grateful for the growth that it has brought to me. There is something so special about seeing the potential in your children and watching it all manifest. This girl is my life, my heart and soul and oh how I love her.