Let my give you a synopsis of the year 2011 so far...
We went to Disneyland... yes, AGAIN! What can I say... It's my family's happy place.
Aram giving Dale knuckles
My dear sweet Papa passed away in June, it was time for him to go but I sure do miss him. He holds a special place in my heart and the kids and I got to spend some treasured time with him just before he left us. He will always be remembered.
1 month before he passed away
Jasper (1 year old) with my grandparents
My Papa and me at my wedding
My darling little guy turned 3. He is so much fun. He keeps me laughing and screaming and frequently wishing for naptime/bedtime. He learns so much all the time. He knows all his alphabet, colors, shapes and proclaims to "love to spell" then proceeds with chanting random letters that don't spell anything in any known language! :) He can spell a few words, though. He is completely potty trained, WOO HOO! He is obsessed with tractors and will argue with you about what type of tractor each one is. He knows them all by sight and is delighted to see them out and about doing their "earth mover action". He frequently plays "Guess what?" games with the answer alternating between "chicken butt" and the sweetest little "I wuv you" from him. He wants so badly to go to preschool but although we've tried, it hasn't happened yet. He tells everyone he meets "I'm going to PWEESCHOOL". He screams at the top of his lungs "HOW MANY TIMES I SAID... YOU'RE DRIVING ME NUTS" to giggles from all of us. I wonder where he learned those phrases? I don't think I've ever used them together. :) All in all, he is one fiery bundle of chaotic energy that I couldn't love more.
Aric and I celebrated 11 years of marriage back at the end of May. Life is never dull with this man. He continues to be my rock, solace, personal comedian, confidante, pain in the..., joy, and love. I didn't know how lucky I was when I married him,.. I do now. He supports me in everything, lifts me up and makes me feel treasured. I am extremely blessed to have him.
Isn't he a hoot?
My dear Mother got sick again this year after less than a year off of Chemo. While my heart frequently aches at her suffering and the prospect that someday she too will join her Daddy and leave us behind, I am blessed to be close to her and spend time helping her. She is one of my best friends and Aram and I can think of no better way to spend several days a week than going to "Grammy's house" where we play and laugh, work and sometimes cry. It is these memories that we take with us and I intend to make as many of them as I can.
The little Kittle household continues on, so don't distress little blog, your neglect will never be permanent.