Christmas, so far

We have been in Idaho for the past week and it has been pretty fun. Violet has lots of babysitters and Brandon and I have lots of things to do. Here are a few funny moments from the week:
-Jocelyn putting my boppy around her neck and saying, "this is a COOL pillow"
-McKay chipping his tooth while trying to chew through a wire
-Brandon calling him "snaggletooth" all weekend because of it
-Everyone painting their fingernails (Bryson and McKay included)
-Violet having her acting debut as baby Jesus when we did the Christmas story
-Me not getting to play Mary because Mia wanted to be the one to hold Violet
-Running into a snow drift and some trees while I was skiing
-Violet farting in church, scaring Jocelyn and making everyone around us start laughing
-Cameron thinking he has to leave the room every time I change Violet's diaper and refusing to come back in until she is all dressed again
-Brandon starting fights with McKay because he knows that McKay will always get blamed for them

We will have pictures as soon as we can find a cable for our camera.

She is crazy.

funny boy

Just so everyone knows, Brandon posted the comment on Poodle's blog about taking me and Violet to Canada before he ever told me about it. I didn't find out until Friday night when he told me on the way to our ward Christmas party. And then I didn't believe him until I came home and read it for myself. Surprise! We are going to Canada.

What a great communicator. I just love him.

bff

A few weeks ago I was talking to Brandon about high school and I kept thinking about all the fun I had with Jennifer. Then last night I realized that with all those memories, I at least owe her a blog post. So here are just a few of the fun times we had:

-photo shoots

-the time when we went to dinner on the riverwalk, and felt so devious because it was a school night and our parents didn't know

-going to Firehouse Subs and for some reason trying to hide from her mom on the way home

-being late to school because we got breakfast tacos (or something like that, I mainly remember asking for a tardy pass from her English teacher)

-dressing up as twins during Homecoming week, then hearing some guys behind us refer to us as "hot twins" (we were so proud)

-trying out every restaurant in the San Antonio area

-Film club, and every other club at our high school

-picking jalapenos

-Jennifer calling my parents "Sister Reed and Brother Reed" because she thought it was funny

-going to Austin together and eating at the Denny's Diner

-always starting our Spanish essays with "Hoy en dia"

-staying up till 4 AM the night before I got married to make my wedding cake

-going kayaking together and rescuing some tubers that were stranded

-learning how to sing "Jesus en Pesebre" with my family on Christmas eve

-drawing pictures and writing notes in our classes

-"Girls' Night Out" with the moms at Paloma Blanca (we are totally doing it again next time I come visit, but this time Violet has to come)

And so many more. I miss you!

What have I become?

I never thought I would be a pushover with babies. When I babysat a spoiled baby in high school, I sat him on the floor and let him cry until he learned how to entertain himself, because I thought he needed to develop some self-soothing skills. Then Violet came and I can't listen to her cry for more than 2 seconds. I walk her around the apartment for hours if she's fussy, I take naps with her, I let her sleep on me all the time, and I take her everywhere with me. Brandon says I spoil her and I tell him, "Baby 411 says you can't spoil a newborn." Maybe this is why I have no idea how people have more than one kid. I can't imagine taking care of two of these.

But who wouldn't want to hold something this cute all the time?

More on Thanksgiving

Brandon did a great job recapping our Thanksgiving break on his blog, but he left out the best story. After Thanksgiving dinner, Brandon's little brother said something about not being hungry anymore, so his dad told him to run around outside naked and see if that made him hungry again. So he did, in the snow. Actually, I convinced him to keep his underpants on. We caught it on video but I think his parents would kill me if I put it on the internet. I guess 17-year-olds just like to do things like that.