memories

sitting in Grandpa Smith's chair,  Sept. '93

A memory--this is a staple Lewis tradition, that has now earned the ranks of being the all time best tradition we have ever had as a family. That is...Pop-Up Pancakes for our Birthday Breakfast. First, it is automatically better than yours because we don't use the correct title of "german pancakes," and secondly, when it is made, it immediately becomes the most coveted food known to man kind. Thirdly, when mom makes it, it just tastes better than anyone else. Its just got the perfect 'mom-touch' to it. You know what i mean.

eating cake and ice cream past my bedtime Oct. '94

This one is simple. A no brainer. But one of my most favorite childhood memories occurs on family road trips to Utah,  (which fortunately and unfortunately don’t happen anymore) but regardless, every trip dad would take us to this special Ice cream Shop/Shack where they served the most delicious soft served ice cream. Dad always requested us to pay for “tax” by letting him lick, or “fix” our ice cream. Dad, thanks to you, this will undoubtedly be a tradition I will have for my kids one day. (picture above might explain my ice cream feddish--since it started from a VERY early age :)

still breathing

i'm alive. in case you were wondering. which you probably weren't. 

anyways. let me tell you about my life.

{this was summer of 2009 when i got the job, yes, i miss being tan}

I quit my job. And in reality, i didn't really "quit" (although, just the sight of the dress would make anyone want to quit, am i right?) because i loathe to say that word...i just ended early. I mean, I'm leaving for college in a month...can you blame me!? And i tell you, i have certainly enjoyed not waking up at 7AM on saturday mornings after doing it consistently for the past two years. It was just wonderful. 

{I went to my mormon prom, alone}

Fact: I have never been asked to a school dance before. Ever. In all my life. Oh well, i'll get over it. This Saturday is Prom. And i'm not going. It's settled. Believe, I'm more than fine. But i love my dress. And it was like a 6 in 1 deal since I can wear it to so many things! (thanks ondy for the cardigan!)

Lastly. I am packing up my childhood. Already? It hurts alittle inside to pack away everything that I cherished growing up. In reality, I won't be opening these boxes up until I am married. Thats a scary thought. It just made me remember how I loved growing up. The carefree life with no responsibilities....ah. And when we got our first day of sun on Saturday we spent the entire morning doing yard work. While I was mowing I began looking around my neighborhood remember that the tree in the middle of our yard used to be worth money that bought us chocolate chips from the garage. Or the bush by the car would be the police station. Or the median strip on the road would be our town. It's these memories that I don't want to forget from my childhood. For now, I'm putting them in boxes and waiting to bring share them with my children someday.

Okay, I'm done being cheesy now.

Speaking of mothers. I've been asked to speak on mothers/motherhood on mothers day of course. So if you have any quotes or wonderful talks of the top of your head....i can use all the help i can get!