I want to post an update on our sweet Presley's hair :). We just met with a new dermatologist (our 5th since Presley was diagnosed with monilethrix) By far she is the best we have ever dealt with. I love it when we get a Dr. that makes all the rest look like idiots. She looked at Presley's hair again and said she is text book monilethrix and that we are so fortunate to have as much hair as we do. Presley is so tickled to be able to reach her mouth with her hair, have it hang while wet, blow in the wind. Things most girls take for granted. So I took a picture to show her hair growth.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Smart Boy !
Saturday, October 8, 2011
A House divided
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Funny Baby
9/11
Reliving 9/11 is painful. It hurts my heart so much to think of those who lost their lives. Especially when given a glimpse into individual lives. Children who lost parents, parents who lost children, wives who lost husbands, husbands who lost wives. So painful to think of not knowing for a period of time whether your loved one was ok or not. Bry and I had only been married for 3 months when 9/11 occured. we were living in Utah and I was going to school at BYU. My sister had actually called and told us to turn on the news. We turned it on, only one tower had been hit and I was on my way out the door to go to class. I walked so Bry could stay and watch the news. By the time I got to campus the other tower had been hit and I walked into my class and my professor told us that class was cancelled. I was starting to get anxious. I called Bry and I went and found a bench on campus to have a seat and while on the phone the 1st tower hit had just fallen. I noticed how quiet the sky was. Provo has a lot of air traffic that lands in SLC. It was so eerie. I was getting a little frantic and hurried home. It was devastating. And still is. It is painful for me to see pictures. Painful to hear stories of loved ones lost. Causes even a little anxiety to relive it. It changed our world. Im grateful for the many servicemen who lost their lives trying to save the people in the building and my heartbreaks that they never made it out.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Maryn Jane
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Brotherly love...
I often wonder what types of relationships our children will have with each other. We really try to teach them to love one another and to be kind, but sadly this isn't always how they treat each other. We do however get glimpses of love for their siblings in some of the weirdest moments. Like the one I am going to post about. I love Knox he is such a sweet, kind, giving boy. This is not always the case with his interaction with Presley :) They tend to knock heads ALOT :). This morning though Bryan had this conversation with him...
Knox: I don't like sissy's fake hair.
Bry: It's real hair it is just made from other peoples hair for sissy to wear.
Knox: I don't like it, it stinks. I don't like the smell of it. Its made from lots of peoples hair and it stinks. Why does sissy have that hair. I like her normal hair. She is beautiful. That hair stinks and I don't like it.
Love our boy :) and he loves his sissy !
Knox: I don't like sissy's fake hair.
Bry: It's real hair it is just made from other peoples hair for sissy to wear.
Knox: I don't like it, it stinks. I don't like the smell of it. Its made from lots of peoples hair and it stinks. Why does sissy have that hair. I like her normal hair. She is beautiful. That hair stinks and I don't like it.
Love our boy :) and he loves his sissy !
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