after all the time we've spent together

Sometimes you just need to get out of the house. But there aren't many options in Rexburg. Winter makes it harder and being pregnant limits us even more.

A few weeks back we found ourselves resorting to the classic thrift shop date. Picking out clothes for each other, then doing a little fashion show.

It's pretty obvious I married him for his flawless taste.

Love Jeff's face in this one :)

Can you believe this date actually wore me out? It doesn't take much these days.

a place in your heart

dear e, If you decided to come today, I wouldn't be upset. Neither would your Daddy. We're pretty excited to meet you. Dad has been practicing holding you and dressing you with a little stuffed bunny. He is too excited to play dress up with his little girl. You've probably heard him singing you lullabies. He is in love with you already. Your mom is tired and a little uncomfortable. But I know when I see your sweet little face that I'll forget all about that. I am thinking of enrolling you in a kick-boxing class, since that seems to be your passion.

I can't wait to snuggle with you and feel your soft baby skin and kiss your sweet baby cheeks. We wonder what you'll look like. What will your personality be like? Will you have Dad's eyes? Will you be smiley or solemn? Will you like us?

I know we'll be tired and we'll make some mistakes, but we love you so dearly. I promise we'll do our very best to take care of you. You are so precious to us both. We hope to be holding you soon.

All the love in the world,

mommy and daddy

look at the blue, blue sky

Conference crepes... a tradition introduced to me by a college roommate. A tradition Jeffree and I have kept faithfully since we got married. Every conference weekend we mix up a batch of delicious crepes - either for breakfast or for lunch.

Here's the recipe we use:

1/2 cup whole wheat flour

1/2 cup white flour

4 egg whites

1 cup skim milk

dash salt

2 slight T oil

*If you use store bought wheat, then you don't need to mix half and half. But our home-ground wheat is a little too course and the crepes come out tough.

Wisk ingredients together and cook on a skillet over medium heat.

Our favorite toppings:

Peanut butter

strawberries

bananas

(any fresh or frozen fruit)

cool whip

chocolate syrup

nutella

applesauce

Happy Conference!

stay tuned - much requested belly pics are on their way!

don't know how to be something you miss

a list of things we miss:

summer

stomach muscles

nathan, lexi, katrina, and seth

a good night's sleep

blowing bubbles

warm, rainy days

family

cedar city

running

corn on the cob

suu militia

the great outdoors

march is almost over, which means spring and little e are on their way. then maybe we won't miss so many things here in the shirley house.

what little joys will april bring, i wonder...

with your hands in your pockets

I have a lot of thoughts swirling around. And in a need to release some of them onto the blogging world, I have chosen the most shallow of all my thoughts: My love for over-sized sweatshirts.

I wore one almost every day during the winter in high school. I felt so cozy and so skinny in something that was clearly a few sizes too big. One summer when I was home working, after my boyfriend broke up with me, one of the sisters in my ward told me to go buy a new sweater and cuddle with it – sweaters are much more faithful. I took her advice to heart. :)

So the other day, while Jeffree was out and I was tidying the apartment, I felt the need to don an over-sized sweatshirt. As life would have it, an over-sized sweatshirt is hard to come by when you’re 8 months pregnant. I put on one of Jeffree’s sweaters, which couldn’t even be classified as huge on me. The sleeves were too long, though, which did bring somewhat of the feeling I was hoping for. No, I didn’t feel skinny. And it certainly wasn’t the coziest of sweaters. But it was slightly too big for me, so I basked in the experience.

Happy Sunday, friends.

i could wait patiently, but

Miss Jaime McMurry is the nicest and threw a little party for me. Let’s just say that Jaime knows how to throw a party. I’m so cool that I took pictures before anyone showed up, and then remembered to take pictures when almost everyone was gone.

Everyone was so sweet and our little e got spoiled. She will be very well dressed from 3-6 months.

We are excited to welcome our little angel into the home, but it’s still not quite real. I almost think it’s less real to me than when we first found out we were pregnant. I’ve been walking around with a little extra in the front for so long that I’m starting to wonder if it is a permanent attachment.

Some days I think we’re just not quite ready and she should stay in there for a while yet. Other days I’m so sore that I’m convinced she’s spent enough time inside me and she should be ready to make her debut. But I guess that’s up to her. We’ll just be excited, no matter what she decides.

i hope the sun shines and it’s a beautiful day