tight-knit group

My beautiful niece Ali and handsome nephew Jackson came to town for a visit.  I have been a busy little lady these past two days, always on the go, multiple stops to Fred Meyers for impromptu BBQ’s, getting to rest my feet (any second I could get), but the memories, oh the sweet memories that were made were priceless.  My family means the world to me, any free time we have we are always together.  Lachlan and Conlan are the best Uncles and give their nephews and niece so much love, all I do is smile.  At the end of the night my cheeks hurt from my perma-grin.  We always end our visits with “I love you’s” and hugs and that to me, makes my heart flutter.  The love we all have for one another is truly the most special feeling.  I hope you all know what I’m talking about.  My brother in law Josh, Jackson & Ali, my parents, my brothers, friends of my brothers, and my clan all were a tight-knit group for the past 48 hours… see for yourself…

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Having all four cousins together was a perfect time for a photo-op, however being as busy as they are, the only photograph I captured of them all together was during bath time (the only time where they were sort of still).  Love the cousin time.  We hope that some day we all can live in the same town, or at least the same state… yeah that would be really somethin!



why the wait?

We reunited with our family yesterday afternoon.  I was so excited to see Jackson and Ali, and couldn’t help but be overjoyed with the opportunity to drive to Quincy to see those sweet babes.  Lachlan came with me and my boys and we had a good ol’ time.  We hadn’t seen them since July of last year, and I was nervous.  I thought they would not remember us.  But they did.  With a smiley grin, Ali came over and gave me a big hug and I ran right up to Jackson and gave him a kiss and swooped him up.  Fun was had by all.  Even Amber (cousins from a different family) now calls me “Auntie Katie”… love love.  So, I asked myself why the wait?  Why did I wait so long to blog?  Why did I wait so long to share my latest adventures with you all?  I have no idea.  But let me tell you something, I-Am-Back.  Back with a vengance.  I plan on blogging regularly again, so you have something to look forward to.  For now, here are some photographs from our little mini-reunion…

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he’s number 9

Since I absolutely adore Christmas and all the fun activities and events that go along with this special holiday, I thought to myself “why not?”  Why not decorate our door into a snowman?  Why not start a new tradition with our little Elf?  Why not spend $384 every year on new Christmas lights?  Why not get a real tree that fills our home with a wonderful pine smell?  Why not get Kellan an advent chocolate calendar?  Our home is a Christmas fairy land.  I love it!  So, why not?  Why not decorate gingerbread men?  Oh yes, we did.  Love.

One more little thing to add- after Kellan had finished decorating his gingerbread man he looked up at Noel & myself and said, “this my gingerbread man, he’s number 9”… oh yes lil boy.  He wants his gingerbread man to be number 9 because his Uncle Conlan represents that number on the ice.  He just loves his Uncle’s.  He melts my heart every day.  The love he has for his family is truly just the sweetest thing.  & what my favorite holiday is all about.  He gets me.  I dig.

{December 15, 2013}

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keep on a’rollin

About a month ago we celebrated Noah’s first birthday.  Yesterday we watched him take his first steps.  We are so proud of our little guy.  Love is all we got for you lil boy!

[Photographs taken from Noah’s birthday]








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This past weekend we got an invite from my parents to attend the Wenatchee Wild hockey game.  Of course we gladly accepted.  It was my first time in one of the infamous “suites” that our local arena offers to watch the game.  My boys had a blast!  It was an experience I will never forget, and I know my boys won’t quite remember it, but they will see these photographs from the night and will be happy they were part of it too.  My family makes me smile, laugh, enjoy living in the “moment”, and the memories just keep on a’rollin.  Mommy likey.

[Photographs taken from Wild game]

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{There is a game called Chuck-A-Puck where you throw rubber pucks out on the ice during 2nd-3rd period intermission, and try to get your puck on the “bullseye” right in the center of the ice… Conlan won with this throw!}

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honorary Red Wing

We had quite the outing yesterday.  For a few weeks now Noel and I have been talking about getting Kellan a pair of his very own hockey skates.  So we decided yesterday was the day we were gunna get our lil boy some blades.  He tried on two pairs and we settled on some beginner skates.  We also bought some black blade guards so he could wear them in the house and get used to the feel of them.  After putting them on (at home) we let go of his hands and he started gliding by himself on the carpet.  Then Kellan promptly asked us for his hockey stick.  Okay lil dude.  I was impressed.  Noel looked at me and said proudly “he was born for it”… I couldn’t help but beam and smile.  Kellan might sign with Detroit, who knows, but for now he is an honorary Red Wing in our home.

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Rink Rat.

One word: Hockey.  This sport has been in my life ever since I could talk.  My husband’s as well.  Lucky for us we both love hockey.  Two words: Rink Rat.  Ever heard that before?  If you grew up with a love for hockey then I’m sure you have.  Let me give you a quick definition; a rink rat is a small child (boy or girl) who is at the rink so much they know the in’s and out’s of it.  Where they can go.  Where they can’t go.  Which stairs to go up or come down.  Which doors to open.  Locker rooms anyone?  Where the concession stand is.  Get me?  Well my little Kellan boy has become a rink rat.  Momma likey.


In just three short days, Noah will be one year old.  I can’t hardly believe it.  But in other ways, I totally can.  The first year of life is the most challenging but yet rewarding year (I believe), and it has been nothing short of it.  He is crawling everywhere, climbing stairs, standing up on everything, cruising on furniture, eating with his pinchers, has 7 teeth, standing like a big boy for about 12 seconds, wearing size 4 diapers, can say “mamama” and “dadada”, shakes his head “no” and thinks this is just hilarious, and wears size 18 month clothing.  Not to mention we already gave him his first hair cut (a buzz) and he is already due for another trim.  Such a healthy little guy.  & the happiest baby I have ever seen.  He will always be my little boy, my sweet little baby, and what Kellan affectionately call hims, our Nona.  Love love.


Kellan is 2 years and 7 months old now.  A toddler.  My boy, through and through.  Loves his trucks, cars, helping Daddy work, wears size 4T-5T clothes, riding in Daddy’s truck, eating ice cream wheels, going to the rink, running any chance he gets, painting or coloring on his art easel (with little brother), and the best big brother in the world.  Currently we call him our little parrot.  The reason why is because he repeats everything we say.  It really is the sweetest thing.  Plus he will randomly throw in a high pitch “Sure” or “Yes” if you ask him a question, and this makes me smile, literally from ear to ear.  His voice is something I just can’t hear enough of.  Kellan is just the sweetest little boy.  & he makes me proud every day!  My lil’ angel.


Hockey, art easel fun, Halloween & more hockey will follow.  Your welcome.

[October 27, 2013]





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Notice anything odd in the above photograph?  Made me laugh, had to share.

Happy Monday!

…beautiful birthday celebration.

This last Sunday, my family celebrated my wonderful husband’s birthday at their home.  It was fabulous.  All our family attended.  After weeks of prepping for the big day, Lauren (Lachlan’s girlfriend), my Mother and I had everything ready.  Decorating was key due to the fact that this was not just a regular birthday party, it was a Harvest themed event.  I must say it felt like the event of the year.  Without the help of my Mom and Lauren, I do not know what I would have done.  Thank you ladies, I love you both!  & to the man of my dreams: I love YOU!  Truly hope that you had the best time at your beautiful birthday celebration.

A photo explosion is about to unravel, enjoy my friends:

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The last photograph is of Pam (Noel’s Mom) and my Mother, who each made a blueberry cheesecake for the guest of honor.  I love this photograph.  It embodies love, grace and gratitude.

Have a beautiful Wednesday friends, cheers!