Nana and the Colonel

Kaya and I went to St. George two weekends ago to see Molly's incredible work at Tuachan Theatre.  My grandparents, Nana and the Colonel, came up from Las Vegas, which made for one incredible weekend.  Every time I spend time with Nana and the Colonel I am dumbfounded at how incredible they are.  They are always thinking about their grand kids and how to make us happy!  The entire weekend was focused on us.  From taking us to dinner, getting an extra hotel room (just in case), making sure we have directions, etc., everything is out of pure kindness of who they are.  My grandparents are kindness.  They are everything that grandparents should be and more.  I can't even imagine my life without them.  They are so much a part of who I am and who I want to be.  I am so grateful for such great grandparents, great people!

New Little One

Found out a few weeks ago that our second little baby is on the way.  I must admit that I was a little taken back...it was a bit of a surprise.  But the more I have thought about it the more I have realized how blessed I really am.  I have an incredible husband, who works so hard while doing an MBA, who loves me more than anything.  I have a beautiful little girl who really is the best thing in my life.  And now, I get to have another one.  She is what matters.  This new baby is what matters.  Yes, I love my job, I love to run, I love me time, but I love my family.  I love my family!

The Ice Cream Man

I made a memory today with Kaya that I have been thinking about for years and years.  When I was little my mom loved the ice cream man, well she still does. :)  She would hear the ice cream man and would get just as excited as us, if not more excited.  I loved her love for ice cream.  She knew the ice cream was over priced but it was the memory that mattered.

Today I heard the ice cream man on our street.  My heart immediately started beating with excitement!  I grabbed Kaya and a five dollar bill and bolted out the door.  It sounds cheezy, but running down the street with Kaya in my arms, her laughing, was a moment I have been waiting for for a long time.  Time really did stop and I was SO happy.  Me and my little girl were running to the ice cream man.....life was good.

We got to the truck and the ice cream was still over priced.  It's nothing special.  But it's the memory.  Kaya got her ice cream and I got mine.  We then walked home, with smiles on our faces.  Kaya was covered in ice cream and I loved it!

Okay ice cream, great memory, great life!