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Sunday, February 24, 2008

Last of the Winter Pics

Although I really do love winter and all the snow, I hope these are the last winter pictures I post. Now that we haven't had fresh snow for a while, it has all turned black and has lost its natural beauty. I've decided that I am officially ready for summer and the warm sun. Really, my ideal would be 80 degrees outside along with some fresh snow on the ground. But we know that is very unlikely to happen. I just don't like being cold for so long. A warm fire can only do so much. It's about time it warmed up. I will miss the snow, but something I miss a little more right now is some color in my skin and eating a popsicle without having to bundle up in a blanket afterwards. (P.S. I love popsicles!) I know I will have to wait through a period of rain, but its worth the wait. Plus, it's during the rain that I get my best sleep. I guess I just have to take the good with the bad.

She does have legs, they're just stuffed in the snow. A great way to practice standing.
I think she likes the snow just like her mom.
Roxy and Daddy watching the fire together.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

All American Girl

So I heard this song on the radio and just loved it. It reminds me of our little family. Well, at least the first part. It's my new favorite song to just bust out singing to in the car. I hope you like it too.


Thursday, February 14, 2008

Tagged on V-day!!!

So I've been tagged to write all about my fabulous husband. The same fabulous husband that left me alone on Valentine's Day. I know, sad story. He is on a business trip in Minnesota and is spending an extra day there to go visit his family in Wisconsin. After our first wonderful Valentine's Day, (when we were still dating and he was trying hard to impress me) we've kind of had a bad track record for Valentine's Day. Ok, just this year and last year. Last year we went to dinner with four old men, long story. So hopefully next year we will hit it out of the park! In the end I still love him and know that he loves me. And I'm really glad that he gets to see his family this weekend. Anyway, here you go. . .

WHO DO I LOVE? Matthew Alan Leonhardt, my Superman!

WHO LONG DID YOU DATE? 10 months. We will have been married 4 years in June.

WHO SAID I LOVE YOU FIRST? Matt did, Of course. I wasn't about to say it first. What if he just said "oh" or "thanks?" I don't think I could handle that.

WHO IS TALLER? Matt by maybe one inch. But it all works out because I live in tenny's and flip flops so he is always taller than me. Except for when my sisiter dolls me up in some of her high heels, then we have a problem. At that point he's still taller than me because I'm laying on the ground after embarrassingly tripping on my own heel. Who wears those things. So not comfortable! And I'm all about "comfortable shoes!" (Inside joke for only a select few)

WHO CAN SING BETTER? Hands down ME. Not saying that I'm a fabulous singer, but Matt couldn't hold a tune if his life depended on it. OK, he's not that bad, but on his mission, he had one of his investigators ask him to move because he couldn't listen to him any longer. I don't really mind, and it's really cute when he busts out "My Maria" in the car. Love it.

WHO IS SMARTER? Hands down Matt. On a questionnaire, when asked to list your hobbies, he put "learning." No joke.

WHO DOES THE LAUNDRY? We both do. But we both hate it, so whoever runs out of clean underwear first gets to do it.

WHO PAYS THE BILLS? I do. I kinda get a high off of it. It's kind of hard to explain. I know I'm weird.

WHO SLEEPS ON THE RIGHTS SIDE OF THE BED? I do. Matt is on the side closer to the bathroom. He drinks so much water that he has to get up in the middle of the night once or twice to go pee. He's like a pregnant woman!

WHO MOWS THE LAWN? Matt does. I would, but in our quest to save money when we bought our house, we ended up buying an electric lawn mower. Yes, electric, so it has to be plugged into an outlet connected by a super long extension cord. It is such a hassle and so not worth the money we saved. I've never used it once. The only way I mow the lawn is if I borrow a gas powered one from a neighbor.

WHO COOKS DINNER? When dinner is actually cooked which is not very often at all, I do it about 75% of the time. I know I really should make dinner more often, but Matt is really healthy picky sometimes and would rather eat a mixture of yogurt, protien, tuna, peanut butter, and cottage cheese. Yes, all mixed together in the same bowl. Disgusting! When we were first married I was nice and would try these concoctions, but have learned to just say no. Always the best method.

WHO DRIVES? Matt does. We both like to drive fairly fast and I'd rather have him get a ticket than me.

And there you have it.
I hope you all had a fabulous Valentine's Day!
I love you Matt and always will!!!

P.S. I'll add some nice pics later when I get home from my mom's house. I had to have someone keep me company this weekend. Oh and I tag Janet, Shawn, and Hailee. Good luck!

Monday, February 11, 2008

Goodbye Mullet

ROXY GOT HER FIRST HAIRCUT! She was starting to grow a nice little mullet in the back, so Aunt April (hair stylist extraordinaire) cut it for her. Roxy did fabulous for her first time and now she's got a cute little bob in the back.


We really needed to get rid of her mullet because we don't want her growing up looking like this! ->
Scary!
Thanks April!




Here's a preview of what it could look like in the future. I guess we'll have to wait and see.

Friday, February 1, 2008

The Everyday

Here's just some everyday things we have going on and most are about Roxy, cause she is our world. Just thought I would share with you...









Roxy's first experience with Jell-O. She kept wanting more, but this was the sour face she gave after swallowing. So Funny!


Here's our family Snowman style.


She loves taking baths.














Roxy has learned to hold her own bottle and it is SO NICE.
It gives me a little more free time.
Before I know it she'll be sitting up on her own.