Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Happy Birthday Zane!

Today is Zane's Birthday! I can't believe he is already 7!
He is my toe head....who knew my genes would be strong enough to get a super blond baby with Craig and all his brown hair and brown eyes! I love this picture with his cousin Kimmy I think they look like little twins!
I still call him my "babyzane". I think he will always be my baby Zane. He is so rough and tumble, yet has such a tender heart. He is the one that can make Craig laugh. He really tickles his funny bone. He is such a momma's boy. I love his hugs and kisses with those lucious little lips. Did you know Zane loves anything Chinese or Japanese? He also really likes soccer and is so good at it. So fun for us to watch!Zane loves to exercise. This is his first kids marathon!Zane dosn't really care for the confines of a shirt. This is this last summer at my grandpartents farm...it is the truely the essence of Zane!

He knocked his tooth out when he was really little, and now he has a tooth about ready to come in...it will be so wierd to see him with a front tooth. We Love You Zaney!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Ode to my Valentine-Craig

For those of you who don't know our story I'll make it short and sweet.... We dated....I said I would never marry him (too uptight) and he said he would never marry me (to wild). Well here we are almost 16 years later. So here is my ode to my Valentine. (I'm not sure what an "Ode" really consists of but this will have to suffice!

I love Craig because he quiets, calms, and reassures me (I'm the worrying type)
He deals with my phobias and psychosis (and even adopts some himself...hooray for purell!)
He is a great dad...a climbing post, a ride for tired little feet, a big pillar to take down!
He is the swing pusher
The baby tucker in-er
He loves BYU
He is the driver on vacations (sometimes I try to stay awake but I end up just talking gibberish)

He works long and hard so I can stay home with my babies.
He hugs and kisses his babies
He takes the kids on the teacup ride at Disneyland because it makes me sick
Sometimes I can not believe how perfect he is for me.
He is my confidant.
We think the same and laugh about it.
He is my secret smirk sharer.
He is the best shoulder kneader to help with my headaches
He is my love and my passion.
He is the brightest star on my darkest night.