Life

As it happens, I have not written for two weeks.
I had my birthday! I turned 23. I am starting to realize that I am growing up. (No the baby didn't do it, or the purchasing of our house, but turning 23 did.) Mike took me out to Macaroni Grill and then we went to see Date Night. We, well I know I, loved it. He got me a jogger! It is one that you can hook up to the bike also! It is so nice. I love it! Better yet, Adelaide loves it.
Andria came to town last weekend. We hit up the zoo, Bellevue Square and our new favorite store, Derek Andrew. Mike had a softball game (our ward destroyed the other team!).
Life is good. For my first mother's day, Mike made french toast for breakfast and roast for dinner! He even got up with Addie in the middle of the night.
I have been thinking a lot lately about how lucky I am in my life. I have a wonderful daughter. I love every moment I spend on the floor playing, every minute in the middle of the night rocking her and blowing bubbles in the bath! She is the cutest baby if I do say so myself. Even when she is teething (like now...) I love her!
Mike is my best friend and I don't know how he puts up with me sometimes. I am so grateful that he does. When I look around and see other people's struggles with life and family, I feel so lucky that when we hit those hard times that surely await us, that I get to meet them head on with my companion. He is the best father to Adelaide. She loves her dad. She cries when he leaves in the morning, sad, but it shows me that she loves him. He loves to play with her. I love watching them together! I love my Mike!