Ode to

My husband.
and happy birthday too.
So the man I married almost nine years ago and met nine years ago turned a year older today.

He had me the first night I saw him.
I went home and told sierra all about him
and less than a year later I was a Moore.
(dakota took this picture)

Sometimes I watch him when he isn't looking
and I smile at his goofiness with his girls

or I hear him talking to his son
man to man
and I am proud of him.
Proud that he loves his family so very much.

Nine years ago this month we had our first kiss
and
I
did
get
weak
in
the knees.
I am not an easy person
I even call myself crazy
He even calls me crazy
but he loves me.

Happy Birthday to my husband, my friend, my meal ticket, my water getter, my girls daddy, my softball coach, my sugar daddy, my handyman, my mechanic, my gardener, my psycho usc fan.
Thanks for all that you do.
(dakota a day old)
I love you!

*I can't find any photos with randy and i together, well just the two but that is not good.

Ode to

My Brother
You know how the saying goes something about 'you can't choose your family but you can choose your friends'
(derek and dakota)

Well if I wasn't related to him I would hope to be his friend.
All my life I have adored him.
When he was nine or so and I was 6 my parents thought that we would buy a boat and sail around the world.
We lived in Morro Bay for almost four years.
(there was a joke there, did you miss it we never sailed around the world we stayed docked in Morro Bay)
It was two adults and two kids on a thirty foot boat.

To me I hit the jackpot my brother and i shared the berth at the back of the boat and our parents were a mere five feet away. I was the child who always sneaked into my parents bed or derek's.
So not only did he have to share his room with me and his bed with me he had to share his one friend with me.

Not many kids down on the docks in Morro Bay, there was one, Casey and as luck would have it he and derek were the same age and they became the best of friends.
It seems that no matter what stunt they were up to or what adventure they were on I was tagging along
and
derek let me.
My memories all seem pretty positive, I think he might share a different perspective but really we got along.
I do remember a time when we got into a "fight" and I was so sad I cried and wrote about it in my diary.
Throughout our lives he has been a person I look to for support, a person who makes me laugh, a person I listen to and a person I value.
Don't get me wrong he had his fair share of older brother moments,
you know the ones,
the ones like sitting one me thumping my in the chest
yes he had his fair share of those moments.
But lets be honest if he didn't he wouldn't be human.
He and I have had some good times
A couple years back I somehow talked him into running the LA marathon with me.
We spent some serious time together
and made some memories.

Lots of jokes about bowels because let me tell you when you are running that much your feet aren't the only things having issues, if you know what I mean.
I love you der,
thanks for being a great brother and a great friend.
I feel lucky that somehow our paths crossed and I get to have you on this "life" journey with me not only as my older brother but as one of my best friends.


as a side note I know I have pictures with derek and leela but for some reason I couldn't locate them, because not only is he an awesome brother but a great uncle as well. the list could go on and on because if you haven't noticed I think the world of my brother but I am going to bed now. love to all.

Happiness is...

My grandma towers (my dads mom) had this little book and inside taped were newspaper cut-outs of a series of a youngish couple, naked and doing cute, silly things and then it would say happiness is... and it would be something sweet and silly like the couple would be sitting on the couch the husband with a grumpish face and the wife with the last cookie and it would read happiness is sharing. Well lately I say that to myself a lot, I will be doing something and in my head I say for example happiness is waking up with good hair ( i say this in my head when i am first looking at myself in the morning and my hair is laying just right). I don't know what prompted me to start this habit in my head but I am rather enjoying it almost every night I say to myself in my head happiness is taking my bra off, really it is great after having worn the darn constricting thing all day it is just nice or getting into my comfies, happiness is putting on my comfies. I have a ton of them that I say to myself in my head everyday, the same ones, like happiness is smelling leela's breath
or happiness is laying down with dakota at night helping her fall asleep. Happiness is wednesday nights. Happiness is wednesday nights when I don't have to cook. Happiness is seeing the ski looking really cool.
Happiness is a hug from randy. Happiness is finding pictures that dakota took on the camera.
You finish the sentence
Happiness is....

Guilty

Guilty of not blogging in forever. We have done some great things since my last real entry.
I guess I never really posted that we bought a house! Holy moly we bought a house! We are loving it. The funny thing is you buy a house and we thought more space but somehow it gets filled up with stuff pretty quick. Dakota's room has been the first to really get some tlc, purple walls to start and freshly painted bed. It is not done but it is much further along then anywhere else in the house. Randy has started on my kitchen which I am thrilled to say more than one person can stand in, yay.
Dakota has embraced five and I still say five and it stops me, where did the first five go she was just my baby. She has since relearned how to ride her bike sans training wheels. Still a great big sister who loves her little sister A LOT! I love her.


Leela has entered the world of crawling and teeth growing. She got her first tooth about a month and a half ago and the second one was right around the corner. She is so sweet. I love her.


I know this entry is kind of boring but it is more of a catch up entry for me I am really going to try to start again because the whole reason I started it was to keep up with us and to have a journal or this time in our lives. But that is it for now.

Five Awesome Years

The day dakota was born my life was forever changed, forever blessed, she blew the ceiling off how much love I thought I had in me. The love she opened up in me, I remember, was so overwhelming. I felt capable of loving everyone and everything more than I had known before she came.
Over the last five years I have gotten to know this little girl, this little person who is absolutely amazing. She loves life, she loves people, she loves her family and friends. I watch her and think how can I be more like her.
One of the greatest moments in my life was when dakota was born, I felt so powerful so alive so in-love. But another great moment in my life was being in labor with leela with dakota.
Having her there was so important to me, she held my hands she rocked with me, she was beautiful. And now watching her everyday with leela, it is so special. Every morning dakota wants to be there when leela wakes up, she wants to make leela smile and having this daughter this beautiful person share her love with her sister warms my heart.
I love you dakota lillie moore for so many reasons. Thank you for choosing my to be your mommy.

Swine Flu

It was a rough couple of weeks here
tuesday on came the fever
and it just kept climbing....
wednesday to a doctors appointment I had made a week earlier for some thing totally not the flu
so the appointment came in handy
so there was a lot of this

thursday more fever and a couple of these

friday fever low then gone
hooorraaay
in the fleeting moments of low fever we did get some art in

saturday night fever came back and stayed for another four days
a week and a half for dakota to be inside
is way too long

more posting to come on our healthy family

Super Hero

My conversation with dakota is as follows
d- Mom you want to know something?
me- yes what
d- I am a super hero for reals...in real life
Me-really real
d- really real
me-what is your super power
d- i get good things and give them to bad people
me -whoa i believe that for real, in real life.