sometimes you just wanna be a little kid again...

I don't think I ever stopped being a little kid

Ten Reasons Why:

10. I love taking naps why I ever stopped and thought they were UN-cool is beyond me.

9. PBJs are my fav lunch... especially when cut into triangles

8. I still play dress up

Me and my friend Becca playing dress up it the hall yours mine and ours box

7. You know how little kids just instinctively move when music is on and while it may be uncoordinated and odd looking it's still the cutest thing you've ever seen, that is me minus the cutest thing you've ever seen

Me and woot
6. I still sleep with my baby blanket and stuffed dog every night.

5. I love watching Saturday morning cartoons and Disney movies.


4. I use the words come play with me translation__ come over so we can hang out.

Visiting hours with Conrad and Jamie: they were trying on our sleeper masks and other costume items we had around our room.

3. My favorite thing to wear is still t-shirt and jeans

2. I enjoy water coloring and putting them on my fridge or closet door what ever ya know they both work for displaying the master pieces

1. Forts... When your little you can make a fort out of anything, blankets, your t-shirt, towels, chairs, woods, and under your bed.

Rearranging our room after Christmas break.

All I'm saying is there is no rush for me to grow up and be a big adult anytime soon I'm loving being a kid :)

Brooke Me and Becca: showing our anger towards the stealers for winning the super bowel!

Kids have such an innocent perspective on life they love easily forgive easier and will always be there to love you in the best way!

Becca messing around with my camera above, lower pic me and Becca in the tap room working on our sweet skills and choreographing our master piece number called: ode to love more on that later.

I recently had the blessing to attend the Utah Draper Temple open house (more on that later) and on the shuttle up my ward was all packed on to the bus with many people standing. My bishop had brought his family along with him and they were among the standing. So me and Bairett ( a girl in my ward) offered to have the kids sit on our lap. So they happily accepted. On the short drive up I got the chance to talk to Kyler age 6. We talked about kindergarten and how excited he was to go to the temple. It was a sweet experience that made me miss my little brothers and cousins. I love them so much and being away I feel like they grow ten inches more every time I come home and visit. They are the sweetest! Car and Hunt you guys make my world a little brighter by being my two fav little brothers I love you guys.

# 5

I love Life

Literally Life the cereal.

Nutrition Facts


Cals 120


Cholesterol 0mg


Sodium 160mg


Potassium 90mg


Total Carbs 25g


Protein 3g


The most important Dietary Fiber 2g wouldn't pass for aunt shannon but works for me.

oh how I love it in the mornings, as a snack or just because. With or without milk. Life is a staple breakfast food.

p.s. I love Life too living being alive it's all great!

It's a Miricle!!

So this morning on my usual breakfast run through the cougar eat on my way to my fab Book of Mormon class I discovered a miracle. To really appreciate this miracle with me I have to take you back a year in my life.

"Senior Year our wonderful school district decided that zero hour classes were the way to go but their genius didn't stop there they continued on their wonderful path and made all the advanced music classes be zero hour classes. This meant that my Valhalla Vox or classically known swing choir would be held at 6:30 in the morning. I don't exactly know the studies but I am pretty sure that singing at 6:30 in the morning is both unhealthy and completely crazy mostly crazy. But next to that was the wondrous blessing of having zero hour seminary 530 in the MORNING!!! ha ha how I ever survived is still a mystery to me. Well I know one thing that made it better. My dad. He would wake me up at 530 (when seminary started) I'd roll out of bed grab my books and homework for the day and run down stairs in some form of sweats or pj's getting dressed that early was over rated. I would get ready at school after my real first period PE. Anyways back to rolling out of bed I would walk down stairs through the kitchen and to the cold garage throw my sports bag and backpack into the backseat of my Honda and then run back inside to pack a lunch. Now I haven't even gotten to the part that made it bearable. Usually every morning on the counter next to my sandwich (consisting of white bread, strawberry jam and crunchy peanut butter) and a whole apple always crispy and delicious... well yes next to those wonderful delights was a hot mug filled with either cream of wheat, oat meal, or if I was really lucky cracked wheat. Next to the mug was my dad giving me an encouraging hug kiss on the for head and calling to me as I ran out of the door "to make it a great day" and "remember who I was". I loved that mug filled with goodness as I would hold it in my lap in my freezing car it warmed my day and always started it off great. I don't think I could have survived zero hour seminary without my dad's breakfast to go."

As you can assume a girl could really miss those wonderfully warm and delicious breakfasts being some 30000... etc (too many to count) miles away.

Now flash back to present day I am in the cougar eat my stomach hungry for some breakfast and instead of the usual donut or muffin from the bakery I decided to try a different station hoping to grab some hash browns and eggs. well I got the the counter and saw that there was cracked wheat on the menu. My heart stopped and I thought my eyes were fouling me. I had to re-read the menu and then in high hopes questioned the lady whose name tag read Julie if it was really true that they served cracked wheat?!!! She happily replied yes ma'am so I said well I have to have bowel of that. So I walked happily to my Book of Mormon class with a warm bowel of cracked wheat in my hands and the words of my daddy playing over in my mind "make it a great day" and "remember who you are". It was a miracle morning!