A Few Weeks Behind

I am a little bit behind on my posts, and I have a lot of pictures to post, but I'll start with a few weeks ago. I took Briz to Eugene on a weekend to visit our cousins that live there. We wanted to see them play in all their fall sports games; they had 5 games in like 14 hours (that's including the night time). But Briz loved being around them. She loves older kids, particularly ones that obsess over her.

Here is Jaxon at his flag football game playing center. He thought he was pretty cool in his gloves. His Dad told me that when he first got them, he wore them to bed.

Crosby is an excellent babysitter. And Briz LOVES her. Crosby watched her all of Jaxon's game, which was a nice break. I was able to take a bazillion pictures like I like to do.

I think Jaxon has watched a little too much Oregon football. Here he is celebrating. It was so funny to watch him, because he literally thought he was playing intense, college football.

Next, we went straight to Tyus' game. Poor guy was sick, but still played really well. I like this picture, because it reminded me of Landon. He did the same thing in his basketball games. Genetics are weird!

Saturday morning, Nash and Jaxon were up watching cartoons. Then Nash decided he wanted to read Briz a story. Since he can't read (or "wead" as he says), he decided to simply explain the Natural Disasters in his book. Briz was pretty interested.

The first game on Saturday was Nash's. Jaxon was having fun playing catch on the sidelines. I tried to catch a candid one of him playing, but he was posing all over the place. Gotta love 8 year old teeth :)

Crosby again wanted to babysit; she wanted to carry her anytime we walked anywhere.

Briz' very first swing experience (minus her baby swing). She was fairly unamused.

In fact, she was so bored, that she started to slide down her seat. Jaxon couldn't quite figure out what was going on, so he decided that shoving her into the seat more was a good idea. Me, being the great attentive mom that I am, thought instead of fixing her, I would take a picture!

Jaxon's little buddies were trying to get him to come play football, but he was so cute, he couldn't break away from Briz. He wanted to make sure that her blankets were covering her just right.

Nash was playing tough in his game of three on three. Again, he thought it was a professional game of course.

I think he may be talking to himself here. My favorite moment of the game and perhaps the whole weekend was when his teammate, a little blonde boy about half his size yelled at Nash after he missed a goal, "Nash, go hawd next time!!!"

Then we went to another one of Tyus' games. He again, was sick. It didn't help when the weather changed from beautiful sunshine to pouring down rain. I haven't been that cold in a long time!!!

Last, but definitely not least, we went to Crosby's game. She was funny to watch because she kept looking over on the sidelines to make sure we were watching her. And she even listened to me, when I yelled at her to score a goal, she did!

Overall, it was a very fun weekend, and I was glad to be able to have Briz exposed to all of the sporting events and the older kids. She was in heaven.

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One thing about Brizzy that has not changed since about week 2 is her love of water. She LOVES her baths. I know that whenever she's upset, that she will be at least happy temporarily if I stick her in some lukewarm water.

Lately, she splashes so much that she sprays herself in the face and gets very startled. Also while splashing she accidentally swallows some and then take big gasps. I have been practicing with her sitting up in the bath, and the other day she plunged head first in the water and took a big drink. She thinks it's hillarious when her Dad encourages her to splash. I don't really get it . . . she must have her dad's sense of humor.

Here she is kicking and talking to herself or talking to her hands.

What can I say, she is a very spiritual baby. It's all in the mothering.

A total evil grin. But hey, I'll take any smile from her (especially on days like today when she is a little she-devil).

Her Poo Face

This is the face Brizzy makes when she's trying to poo. Last night, she was laying on her tummy and was grunting, eyes watering, and face turning pink for about 15 minutes. She wouldn't make eye contact with me and I couldn't stop laughing. Three large squirts proceeded and it warmed my heart. I definitely need to take a video. Speaking of videos, you can go to my friend Kera's website to see Brizzy with her little boyfriend.

My First Gig

These are senior pictures that I took for my cousin Bosten. That's right, it was my first gig (as Nick liked to say). It was pretty exciting, and it was SO much fun. I'm hoping I can do it more. If you hear any word on people who need someone to take average pictures, give them my name :)

October thus far

Some more pics of Brizzle in October.

Posing with the sweater Nona made her. Isn't it an adorable sweater. It's one of Briz'

favorites. Of course it isn't quite complete without a little drool (okay, a lot of drool).

Love her cheeks.

Not only does the sweater look cute, its one of her favorite chewing toys, as is anything you put near her mouth.

Kissin' it up with Aunt Mads.

She's pretty content as long as she's chewing on something. Come on, Briz, we need to work on those manners.

Right after she spit up all over herself and Daddy.

Very comfortable among the pumpkins. It's hard for her to look up cause her cheeks are weighing her down.

Hey, what's the deal you guys? Just leavin' me here in the dirt!

Love Fest

Here are some updated pics of Briz. I don't have too many pictures of Briz and I, cause I'm usually the one behind the camera. But Nick took a turn and took some of us. I love my little girl more and more each day. Sometimes I can't stop giving her kisses. Here some pics of me loving her a little too much.

Mom, don't make me sit up anymore!

What did you just say?!?

Look Mom, no teeth!

During a sneeze.

In the middle of her explaining all of her many troubles. As you can see, I'm doing my understanding face.

No pictures Dad!

It looks like I'm laughing, but I think I'm really wincing from pain because she is pulling my hair.

No more kisses! No more kisses!

Uh . . .

I was listening to a conversation between two freshmen boys today. And in that conversation, one of the boys used the word subbosebly. Hahahaha. I was laughing very hard on the inside.