Accident Prone, but Adorable!

My little "Sassy Jass" is 5 this year, and every bit the big girl. She loves kindergarten (especially the social aspect). Her and I go the rounds at times now that she is so independent and knows EVERYTHING! (or so she thinks)
Aric says he is moving out when she hits her teens because he doesn't want to be our referee. I love watching her learn and develop, but it is sad to watch her grow up so much. She is still my little cuddle bug though, and still frequently says "Mom, I love you" out of the blue. The thing we have been struggling with the most though is her ability to fall, run into, or land on any hard object nearby. As you can see from this years school picture, she is still swollen across her nose and around her eyes from a crash onto a table. At least they mostly edited out the black eyes. Do kindergartners know how to smile at a camera properly for school pics? All in all, she is growing up to be one cute, fun and smart little girl.

I've finally done it!

Well, I'm not even sure how many people out there care that I have a blog, but my sister has so kindly created one for me.

And now I've finally posted on it myself. She is relieved not to be responsible for it anymore, and I'm hoping those ugly pregnancy pics she put on here will just dissapear. (next time I take a pic of her in elk antlers and red silk pajamas, be sure it will debut here.)

So, an update on anyone out there paying attention.... Aric and I are still living in Colorado, we now have two kids, I am a full time mom, and Aric is still working at the Sherrifs office. Our lives are miniscule by most people's standards, but the important thing is that we are HAPPY! And now, please veiw these new photos and pretend the others dont exist. (I love ya, sis)



Aram Onyx Kittle was born on July 22nd, 2008.

He looked a lot more like his daddy then, but unfortunately got my red hair. He is as cute as can be, but I somewhat miss those early days with lots of sleeping (he was only born 3 1/2 weeks early, but slept straight through the first few weeks) and not needing to constantly be held and entertained. He does not understand that laundry wont do itself, especially when you have a baby that spits up half of what he eats all over himself, the blankets and whoever happens to be holding him.

However I wouldn't trade the smiles and giggles for anything. He is harder to amuse than his sister was so I work much harder for the giggles. Anyone who hasn't had children of each gender yet, let me tell you... boys are so different from girls. I never believed that, but it is true. He is very active, not very content and generally a little rascal. (Thats the way it is with most of the male species) We have had so much fun bringing him into our little family unit.