Solids

I was going to wait until Liam was 6 months old before starting to spoon feed, like Reese was, but he just seemed ready earlier. For one thing, he's never been a talented breastfeeder. He gets distracted and un-latches all the time. For another thing, he bit be a couple times. So it's time to move on to bigger and better things. Also, he sits up pretty well, and that's supposed to be an indication that he's ready.

He spit out every little bit the first time I tried, but then along comes daddy, who thickens up the rice cereal, and viola! Loving each bite.

6 Years

Soooo today marks the six year anniversary of when I married Mr. Right. Better reflect on some good memories and get in a status report before we get the seven year itch.

When we met, as my dad would tell you, we were too young to get married. We did anyway. Here's some "then and now":

Now: 2010

Then: 2004

Then: The first and biggest fight that we had was over stickers on the helmets of some football players. Will would be able to tell you the team, I can't. Now: I still think sports must be the only thing he ever gets really riled up about. Thanks for treating me right, Love, even when I've been difficult to live with.

Then: When we got married Will was a Behavioral Science undergrad and I was taking Hospitality Management classes. Now: Today Will has a Masters of Human Resources and is six months away from an MBA. I'm a culinary school graduate. Geesh I'm getting all choked up with pride over you, Honey.

Then: We've always said that one day we'll be an outdoorsy family- when we can afford tents and hiking boots and other outdoor gear. Now: In our current circumstances (in Utah's arctic-like weather), I would also like to add that I would prefer camping in warmer climates. So this is a goal we're still working on- with relocation to a more Anna-friendly area now part of the goal.

Then: We were starting a new chapter as newlyweds. Now: We're starting a new chapter as "real" adults who make lasting contributions to society. Will gets to go get a real job and I will get to continue raising our children and be active in a real community where not everyone is a student. But we get to do it with six years of togetherness experience.

Then: Just the two of us. Now: As it turns out, we make super cute kids.

I sure love you, Will. Happy anniversary.

The Fam

My sister Lauren got a cool camera for Christmas. I convinced her to use my family as subjects while she learned how to use it.

Photo from last June. I spent a long time doing some alterations so that our panoramic picture could be printed as an 8x10 to give out to grandparents for Christmas:

I sure love my family.

Christmas Photo Dump

Before the trek to Gramma and Grampa Faber's House:

Will shaves his lazy man beard piece by piece

Reese finds the straps in the suit case as we are packing, pretends they are seatbelts and the suitcase is a train.

"All aboard!"

We visit Gramma Heath's house. Then we go to stay at Gramma Faber's. The Faber clan is in Florida for the first three days after we arrive at their house. Reese is bewildered as to why Gramma isn't there, but she doesn't wait until Gramma is home to check the phone messages for her (on a new phone system that even Gramma hasn't figured out how to check messages on!)

It snows really hard. So we go shovel:

And build a snowman:

Reese plays with Gramma's new Disney Princess Dolls

They hold hands

And Dance

And Christmas! Before the presents, Reese plays with her gift from Gramma Great:

It has fun features, like adding clip art to your photos:

The Tree:

Presents!

Liam's first Christmas. He got a set of wooden blocks that he won't really be able to play with until next year, anyway. But Gramma Great got him an awesome toy that plays music and rolls around that I can picture him crawling after when he learns to crawl.

Hanging out after the rush, playing with gifts and each other:

The Wii Phone

The Bean Game

The "Annual" Christmas dip:

"Ribbit! Quack!"

Winding Down to Beauty and the Beast, a Heath Family Christmas gift, mostly for my little princess:

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Happy Birthday, Jesus!