Happy Birthday little Snoogie (Brooklyn)!

My little Brooklyn, aka: "Brookie", "bookie", "snookie","snoog","snoogie","snoogers" Happy 1st Birthday!!! Brooklyn is the joy of our little family. Everyone here loves to get kisses and hugs from Brooklyn and enjoy her cute little personality. We were so curious to see who this little 3rd person to our family would be. Over this past year we have come to know that Brooklyn is a very patient, calm, pleasant and easy going personality. She is easily pasified by those she trusts, and easily self entertained. Brooklyn's favorite things are books, babies, "nummies"(food/treats), being chased by daddy or mommy crawling around, being included with Tyler and Morgan with rides on anything that moves such as bikes, scooters, or blankets. She also LOVES eating grandma crowder's ice, and visits to pa-pa crowder's lap. (And any time and love from Grandma and Grandpa Braden- miss you guys!) Brooklyn does NOT like being pestered by Tyler, being picked up and moved constantly by Morgan, Mommy on the computer, Daddy taking her from mommy, or peas and sliced cheese.

Brooklyn has had a very special bond with Daddy from day one. There was something about his warmth and tender voice, that connected her at a young age. She has had a bond with him I think closer than Morgan or Tyler as babies. Brooklyn brough so much joy to our family at a time of much stress and sadness. We were able to focus on the simple things in life and really enjoy the happiness that new babies can bring.

From day one Brooklyn has the most beautiful long eyelashes and bright eyes that glow. I Just love looking into them every day.

Daddy got the first smile, and the first smiles on camera! He just had a way to her heart, that she would give her BEST to him.

Brooklyn loves any attention and Play-time we give her. She happens to have a very silly personality, and find great pleasure and satisfaction in making her family laugh!

She loves loves loves good food, and trying little bites of anyone's food that offers. She especially likes treats!

This is a common expression of Brooklyn's, getting a "kick" out of daddy or Morgan doing something silly, and she not sure what to think of it.
You will often find Brooklyn under a table, chair, or peeking out from a cupboard to make you laugh, or make silly faces at you.
Brooklyn LOVES clothes or anything that she can put over her head. She will go out of a room to get something, and come walking in with it on her head, and looks at you like "do you see me? Aren't I funny? Giggle Giggle!" We have since learned to laugh at her when she is purposefully trying to get us to laugh.
Brooklyn is fascinated with nature and being out doors. She loves to wander around by herself outside. This is usually the only place that she can get some relief from being bothered or controlled by big brother and sister. Brooklyn is our little Angel and we love her so much! Happy Birthday sweetheart, we LOVE YOU!

(and thanks to Aunt Kelsey and Kamryn for the cute tutu/pearls idea- we had to try it out!)

Invisible Mom

A friend of mine shared this on her blog a while back, and it really had an impact on me. Lately I think I have fallen away from managing my time well, and I remembered this story and wanted to revisit it to inspire me to prioritize my time, and to do the things required of me with the right heart. Please read and enjoy......................................................................................................................

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It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?' Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom.

Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30, please.' I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude -but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!?

One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England . Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it t o me until I read her inscription: 'To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.'

In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.

A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof, No one will ever see it. And the workman replied, 'Because God sees.' I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over.

You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become. At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.

The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree. When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for 3 hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, 'You're gonna love it there.'

As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.

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I can relate to this so often in my day. I want for my kids to feel my love, and to love to be here in my home, and I want them to be anxious to be back when gone. I want for them to be strong leaders with the faith and strength to stand tall and bold in the face of evil, but with the love and compassion of our Savior. If I don't allocate my time wisely to create an environment and place for this type of teaching, or give and sacrifice my time in ways that will build my relationships with my kids that invite this spirit, then my little cathedrals will be small and weak structures ready to crumble at any moment from the demands, pressures, and temptations of the world. Today and forward I will do better.... I am an ever growning work in progress.... observing and correcting, observing and correcting, continually staying the coarse in efforts to acheive a beautifully promised exaltation, even when required to so often be invisible.

A Tribute to Garrett and a Birthday Girl!

Tomorrow is a day that is bittersweet to me. It is the day that I celebrate not only Brooklyn's Birthday, but also the day of Garrett's death. At moments I feel the urge to be weepy, but then look at my little "Snoog" and see the light and joy she is to me, and my desire and need to focus on the joy and blessing that she is to my life and the meaning of forever families. I am overcome with peace and gratitude for the experience I had in the hospital as I gave birth to my little Angel bug Brooklyn. During the hardest hours of my labor I was listening to my Mp3 player to take my mind off of my contractions. I had been going through contractions both hard and mild for close to 24 hours, and was tired of the lack of progress that had taken place. I reached a point in my listening that I wanted to select an album called HYMNS II. This is a combination of an acapella choir of male singers doing variations of some of my most favorite hymns and several of them I knew to be Garrett's favorites, because of this, and knowing today was his 1 yr mark, I wanted to feel closer to him. What was so incredible about this experience was that Garrett enjoyed music, and singing, and as I listened to these songs I felt Garrett's voice resonate in my mind, I could feel his love and the love of my Savior come over me. I felt it so strongly that I was able to forget for a time what I was physically feeling. I welled up with tears over and over during those hard 2 hours, feeling the strength and support of my Brother and my Heavenly Father. I felt as I listened to the songs, Garrett's testimony of the Savior and the Atonement seemed so strong in my heart, whatever the lyrics were I would feel in my heart him saying "He loves you, he loves me, and I am OK." It was so peaceful to not feel worry, or concern of if he's ok. It was another one of those moments in life that I could see the Lord's hand involved in my life, aware of me, and sending little experiences to testify of his plan, and of his love and awareness of my needs. Below are a few pictures of my last moments with Garrett. He came to spend a couple weeks with me for his summer and we made some pretty memorable moments together at the beach, visiting the temple, learning to surf, and getting lost in L.A.

Losing someone so close to me initially rocked me to my core, I cried with more emotion and sorrow than I had ever felt in my life, realizing that he was gone, that this was really happening, and I had to find a way to get through it and be ok. How was I going to continue to cheerfully love and raise my babies, when I was feeling so sad and missing him so much. Then comes all the questions of what really happens now for him and us left behind, how can we move forward. This challenged me to question and say to myself ok, this is it, this is my chance to ask what is it that I believe? In theory I knew what I believed about death, and about forever families, so when I asked myself these questions I knew the right sunday school answers, but the true question was.... was I ready to embrace and FEEL in my heart and spirit what I knew was taught to me, and what I have taught others in church callings, and have begun teaching my children. His death and the process of emotionally healing from loss, has taught me that this type of experience is what required me to not just "KNOW" what you believe but to exercise it... practice it.. prove it! These past two years believe it or not were not as hard for me as I thought they would have been. I had a rough couple of weeks coping with the reality and feeling the inital pain of loss, but my parents were an incredible example to me to pull together, turn towards Christ, be in-tune to feel the love of the Savior, his comfort, his support, awareness, and greater plan. With their help, and the help from prayer able to exercise my faith, focus on my hope and belief that we will be together with him again. So in every moment and time that I feel weepy or momentarily sad or missing him, I always have simultaneous feelings of comfort, love, encouragment, and patience. Because of this the moments of being sad or thinking of him are not unbareable or too difficult. I aknowledge these feelings, then embrace the other feelings of hope, happiness, love, and just think in my mind "Hi Garrett, Love you!" And get on with my day. So today I just want to say "Hi Garrett, Love you, I'm thinking of you today and will tomorrow as we celebrate Brooklyn's 1st Birthday!" It will be such a Happy Day, and we still Love you man!
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Welcome Dylan Justin Crowder!

So I have been sick and very delayed in making posts! So sorry to those that follow! But the most exciting thing that has happened this month was the welcoming of my new little nephew Dylan Justin Crowder. Justin, Anna, and little Johnny welcomed Dylan Justin on Feb 2nd ( also birthday shared with my Awesome bro Adam!)
I was so excited to get to hear that Anna was in labor, and getting to have him 2 weeks early exactly! LUCKY! is all I have to say. It was so fun to get to share in the evening with Anna and Justin. Dylan has such a cute little face, and a beautiful complexion. My favorite part was when he was sucking his thumb! After we got to get some loves and kisses on little Dylan, John, Judy and I went down to the Cafeteria with Justin to get him some food ( and us too.) Justin had not eat'n all day and was STARVING! As most of you know Justin LOVES good food, and thoroughly enjoyed his meal. Anna was a trooper and had fun chatting with us as we soaked in the little cutie pie. CONGRATULATIONS! Welcome little Dylan, We are so happy for the new little family! We love you guys!

Party Time and Sleep Over with Cousin Johnny!

To help Anna get a little down time, and quite time with Dylan, we got to have a Super fun couple of days having Johnny over to play. Because he had so much fun with us on Monday, he got to come back Tuesday and spend the night, and then play all day Wednesday. Morgan, Tyler and Johnny were the 3 Amigos, inseperable for seriously 72 hours strait. They did everything together and would dissappear for hours. I would go check in on them every 15-20 minutes, and they were just playing and playing and playin. Their favorite things to do together, were riding the riding toys, digging in the dirt, playing at the park, and swimming in the jet bath! It was especially enjoyable for me to get to hear how much Johnny has to say, and hear him talk about anything and everything. He's actually a pretty funny little kid, and we didn't even know it, because he's usually so shy in group settings. Getting to have him to ourselves really made it fun to get to know him better, and for him to build some memories and ties with my kids. WE LOVE YOU JOHNNY! Thanks to his mommy for sharing him for so many days. We loved it!

Highlights at the Hoffmann's

Last weekend was little Ethan Hoffmann's Baby blessing. It was so fun to get to be there and see him in his cute little sweater suit. He looked so nice and rolly polly! He wins the prize for cutest chubz! The food was excellent (as usual) Thanks to all involved, it was most delicious. Morgan was devastated when we had to leave all the cousin fun. I took a couple cute pictures of Grandma and Grandpa with Wyatt and Dylan too.

Looking Into These Eyes

These are the little eyes I get to look into each morning of every day. Each little set with their own little needs, their own little desires, their own little ways, and personalities. But all 3 sets of eyes looking to me to be the one to fulfill their needs, their happiness, make things better, and to be the one that makes it a happy place that they call home.

I just had to take a pictures of these little eyes and express what a blessing it is to get to be the one to look into them every day all day long and how when I take the time to give them what they need, really take the time to look into those eyes, the joy and the look in these 3 little sets of eyes brings me such fulfillment. Oh how I love each of these little sets of eyes!

"MY TOP 5"

1. Playing or going somewhere fun with my hubby and/or kids. They are my favorite people!

2. Getting a "s fix" from glorious candy, so I can release endorphins from a hardcore exercise, to then see the shedding of pounds I gained from eating the candy or having a baby!

Chewy: sour patch kids, jujubees, Haribo gummy bears, hot tamales, mike & ikes, smarties

Chocolate: symphony bar w/toffee and almonds, rolo, butterfinger, and milkyway decent jog on the treadmill, work'n the weights, or Kathy Smith, P90X, or Taebo videos

All too often I hop on the scale knowing it is going to upset me, but I still find myself getting on and recieving the beating- which makes it oh so thrilling when I'm actually making progress and see bit by bit the chub released.

3. Having personal time to either Blog/digital scrapbook my pictures, read a great better-me book, crochet cute booties or blankets for people I like, or last of all if I'm alone Shop til I drop.

My most recently completed book. I enjoyed this book so much because it was a great reminder of things I forget to prioritize that will bring me more happiness, and help my husband feel my love.

I could easliy lose myself in hours and hours of crocheting. Oh how the time flies.

This is a rare activity these days, but one thing I love to do. Just go by myself and shop. I find I have most fun alone, but if its someone who loves shopping as much as I do like my sister Becca, then I can have just as much fun going with a friend. But I'll take shopping however I can get it, so I often go with kids just to get my fill, and them to get an outing.

4. Spend time and have great chats with sisters, mom, and friends who I know care about me.

5. Relaxing or laying out on a beach, while my kids dig in the sand.

Thanks Tara this was fun, I now tag: Mary, Chrystal, Becca, Kim, & Becky