Tag I'm it

This is a major event, because it is my first time being "tagged." I'm a little nervous. I hope I do this right. Thanks for the tag, Vashti. =)

Where we met: We first met at a mutual friend's house, but I don't think we actually "met" or even talked to or noticed each other for that matter. But, we recognized each other later when I went with a friend to the good ol' Olive Garden in Provo where he was a server... he used some cheesy waiter pick up line. Apparently you have to be pretty good at putting out the vibe if you are a server in Provo.

How long we dated before we got hitched: approximately 8 months. I know - so long, right?

How long have we been married: a little over 2 years

What's my fav feature about him: I like his arms and shoulders. (And he'd be hurt if I didn't mention his luscious head of hair).

What's my fav quality about him: He really is the most easy going, laid back person that I know, which is nice because no matter how hard I try, I don't think I've ever really seen him mad. I tend to be on the opposite side of the spectrum, so he evens me out a little bit. And Reagan inherited this quality from him, which I am also very grateful for.

What's his nickname for me: I hate to admit it because I always used to HATE hearing other people calling their significant other this, but he usually calls me "babe" or "sweetheart." I think he got the "sweetheart" thing from his dad, who calls his mom that. It's funny to hear "sweetheart," even when someone is mad. "Sweetheart, come here right now." I think I could count the number of times he has actually called me by my name on one hand.

His fav color: Probably blue (especially blue stripes). Sometimes I make fun of him because he'll go shopping and bring home a blue striped polo or button-up that looks exactly like the other 20 he has in his closet. He's been doing this for years. Look at any of his school photos from kindergarten on up and guaranteed he is wearing a blue striped shirt. But, he always looks good in them. I wish I could say that I found a color combination that I always looked good in!

His fav food: Meatloaf and bread pudding, hands down.

His fav sport: Football

Who said the L word first: He did. I think he was a little nervous - he was going to wait until my birthday to tell me and then the day before my birthday, he said that he couldn't wait any longer and told me. Cracks me up.

First kiss, when and where: We were watching a movie at his house. He was oh-so-smooth, haha. It was in November I believe.

Fav couple thing to do: We like to rent movies to watch at home - this is often a task because it's hard to find a movie that Jason hasn't seen. We also really like trying crazy new foods together, or figuring out how to make them. Jason makes a mean sushi.

How many kids: Just one right now, more later!

His hidden talent: Vashti, maybe it's a boy thing because Jason is that same way - he knows so many random facts and trivia, particularly to do with pop culture (movies). He is like a walking movie data base, it kind of freaks me out. You can name any actor and he will know what movies they have been in, what other people they have acted alongside, the movie soundtracks, the directors, etc...even if he hasn't seen the movie. I had to learn the hard way that playing "Scene it" with him is not even fun.

His age: 26

His fav music: He has great taste in music, but I don't think that I could widdle it down into one genre. If you listen to our playlist below, that will give you a little taste of what he likes. One kind he really likes that is kind of unique is what I would call "big band" music, like the kind I would picture old people dancing to on a cruise ship. That is really weird, but it is the best way to explain it!

What I admire most about him: His even-keel attitude, even when life is stressful or there are tough trials. He never lets anything get him down, and can always find the best in every situation.

His fav pastimes: Making his family and friends laugh, making me laugh, making Reagan laugh, football, watching movies, comics (in a cool way, not a nerdy way, haha)

Will he read this: I think so.

So now you know a little bit more about my Jason!

Now do I tag someone?? I'll tag...
Becca L, Katy B, Natasha H, and Katelyn H.
Phew...I finished my first tag.

Little Howler Monkey

Some animals growl at the moon...Reagan growls at the TV.

Si, Perfecto.

Does this commercial really creep anyone else out? I have spent countless hours (okay, maybe not HOURS, but minutes for sure) contemplating what it all means, and why both of the women, and ESPECIALLY the man are so creepy. Is it supposed to be funny? I find myself waiting for a punchline, which you, when you watch it, will realize doesn't exist. Anyways, here it is, in all its creepiness, for your enjoyment.

lonely

On my busiest of days, I would give anything just to have five minutes of "alone time." Oh, what I would give to just relax in a hot bubble bath, or read (I hear those Twilight books are good), or go shopping, or even just use the bathroom without having the door open so Reagan can see me AT ALL TIMES (too much information?? sorry), or all of the above. But, then this scenario happens: husband goes to Texas, baby goes to bed, sister in Hawaii at college has plans and cannot talk on the phone (college students have plans on the weekend?? I forgot about that one), and I am sitting here, all alone in our house, and very tempted to wake pretty Penny up just for some company and some good old-fashioned conversation. Call me crazy, but I am lonely! Sure, I have plenty to do that should keep me busy but I have discovered that I thrive on human interaction - particularly of the family variety. Sometimes I wish that Reagan would want to stay up with me and cuddle just a few minutes longer, or that Haley could listen to my rambling over the phone for a little longer, but alas, they all have plans... and I do not. Reagan's night time plans include mommy giving her a bath, mommy pretending that she is going to put her to bed in her own crib, and then mommy putting her to bed next to mommy's pillow so that she is available for cuddling later. mommy justifies this by saying that it's because Jason is gone and heaven forbid that she sleep by herself! But, we all know that when Jason gets back, Reagan will still have her spot in the middle of her bed. Sister's plans probably include a date with some "hott RM" (love BYU freshman year lingo), or having a bonfire at the beach with roommates and friends (does going to college in Hawaii even count as college? LUCKY!) Husband's plans include relaxing in luxury at the local San Antonio Holiday Inn, watching Fox News, and (hopefully) missing his two favorite girls. Mommy's plans include sitting here on my couch, with Frasier on tv keeping me company in the background, while random thoughts float whimsically through my head:
is the laundry done? i don't think i've heard the buzzer go off yet. as soon as it does, i'll get it and then i'll make a big pile on the floor and then fold it into separate piles. but then i will want to put it all away, but if i move in and out of each room, i might wake reagan up. but maybe that won't be bad. maybe she won't be too tired and she will want to hang out with me for a while. man, she is cute. should i wake her up? no, i can't do that. she needs to stay on a schedule. but does she? is that really as important as everyone says? probably not, but i would feel bad waking her up. she had a big day playing at Nana and Bumpa's house today. those are weird names to call grandparents. especially bumpa. oh well, it fits. i miss my family. i wonder what they're doing tomorrow? i miss jason. i wonder what he is doing. maybe i should call him? no, because i know i will want to call him later and i can't call him twice because...well, because that would make me seem too clingy. does he like when i'm clingy? probably not. but maybe. maybe i'll call him. no, he's probably in bed already. yeah, i think i'm going to wake reagan up. she won't be too mad...no, emily what are you thinking? get a hold of yourself. maybe i should blog? yeah, that's it, i'll blog. now what will i blog about? politics? no, that will probably bore people. but jason would be proud of me. man, i miss jason. and reagan...
And here we are. Pathetic isn't it? But, I am not ashamed to admit that they are my whole life. Sometimes I may forget or pretend that I don't like my whole life revolving around taking care of them, and that I would like some time to myself, but I guess I would just be lying to myself. Because apparently I can't handle it when they aren't here right next to me! I sure do adore them...they grow up too fast (babies AND husbands, really), and I would give anything to have them here with me right now, so I could hold them and cuddle them and kiss them and tell them how much they mean to me. Do you think they know? I hope so.

Powerful Words

So you really shouldn't have general authority "favorites," but Jason and I were talking today about how much we just love President Uchtdorf. He is so real and really speaks from his heart to the hearts of anyone listening to him. About everything he says, I want to write down so I don't forget. Here is a really great quote from today. If I am ever feeling down or discouraged, I will try to remember his powerful words:

"To all who suffer, to all who feel discouraged, worried or lonely. I say with love and deep concern for you; never give in, never surrender. Never allow despair to overcome your spirit. Embrace and rely upon the hope of Israel for the love of the Son of God pierces all darkness, softens all sorrow and gladdens every heart."



-President Dieter F. Uchtdorf

Isn't that powerful? We love him.

Thanks Behans!

Reagan and her friend Avery, who is just a few weeks younger than Reagan, got together this evening (as well as their parents), and it was a good time! Avery is so cute, and so are Katy and Paul. And I love when Avery thinks I'm funny.(But really, when aren't comb-overs funny?) Thanks for hanging out with us and making us feel young again, Behans! Let's do it again soon, ok? Especially because we need to take some pictures of the little girls together - I always forget to bring my camera! Maybe we can stagger them or something or have Avery closer to the camera so poor Reagan doesn't look too much like a giant. Just kidding. We love you!
Also, I got a little preview of some more of Reagan's four month photos from Amanda. I just can't get over how good they are. Amanda is really an amazing photographer. If you're bored of Reagan pictures, look no further.

I love baby hands!

We're having a little modesty talk. "But mom, everyone's going shirtless."

My friend Whitney calls this her "baby polygamist" look. Oops.

So, not that cute but really funny. Maybe a sneeze?

The "twins."

p.s. Strictly hypothetical question - is it bad if your washer and dryer smell like burnt rubber while you are doing laundry? Should I call someone? =)

Four Month Photo Shoot

I love my friend Amanda. She takes the best pictures of Reagan. It means so much to me that she took time from her busy schedule today so that I would have these beautiful pictures. She is so talented. Thanks Amanda! Here are a few of my favorites. Well, they are ALL my favorites, but I won't bore you, so I'll try to only post a few... we'll see how it goes.














Doesn't look like it went so well with only posting a few...oops. Amanda did a great job of capturing Reagan's personality. They are all so cute.
p.s. Does anyone know of a place that sells baby training bras? I think we need to invest in one...don't pretend you didn't notice. =)