Robbie & Sarah Neilson

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Blogging Again

This morning I woke up in the best mood. I went to bed late cause I was up talking to Mr. Neilson about all the football drama I heard roaring from my window. He gave me the play by play of each dramatic advance, I love when he talks sports. It's pretty cute. I love that we can hear the stadium from our window. The campus bells. The bird that squawks outside our bedroom window every morning at 6 am. Yes, 6 am. Squawking. My hubby valiantly got out of bed this morning to investigate and sick the dog on it when he found to his surprise that our friend was not in fact a bird, but a squirrel and one who's squawking will not be deterred by dogs or tennis balls. He continued to squawk so I thought I'd get out of bed and make a glorious breakfast for our kiddos that were ever so perfectly sleeping in. Once I got up I realized they were in fact all awake quietly watching Mary Poppins in the Grotto (our sunken family room). I ran in to tickle them and they all responded with the appropriate squeals of delight I was going for. Quickly they all dog piled me and whit followed closely after growling at us from the stairs. Charlotte ran in to the kitchen, "Are these brownies or steaks?!" Etta ran through screaming, "Can we have waffles?!? Do we have butter? And syyyyruuuup?" (sung, of course, as syrup should be) Liam was doing karate kicks exclaiming happily he wasn't coughing anymore as he hacked up a lung and Squeaky was squeaking like usual waiting for someone to feed him, again. These kids are truly the best and my best friends. I love all their funny little ideas about life and I love cloudy Sunday mornings. Now let's see if I can wake up Mr. Neilson to shower all these stinky nuggets for church so I can put my face on.

Monday, December 17, 2012

February Makes Me Shiver...

This sweet little honey turned 2! I can't even believe how much he's changed!

He loves anything and everything ball oriented.

Anytime he was seriously sad he would lay his head on the floor and cry.

Anytime he was mildly sad he'd say "Ooosey daisy!"

He is the happiest funniest little boy.

And he's now and forever still O.B.S.E.S.S.E.D. with his dad.

To further feed his obbsession I took him to practice almost weekly. What a baller.

And we had a party! We decided to keep it low key by just having a bunch of balls, bikes, balloons and baskets at our local church and it turned out to be the best thing ever. They had a blast.

And we even got to see No-h and Uncle Poosie!

Liam ate at least 10 strawberry cupcakes.

And I was very pregnant.

It was right up is alley, he just loved it. And we felt so blessed to have so many friends and family there.

This little girly just got cuter and cuter.

I did 14 days of Valentines for Rob...with different little things everyday cause I just love 'em.

We went to San Diego alone while Margaret watched my kids and the volleyball team competed! It was really fun until I got deathly ill and was bed ridden for a week or two. Not the best... :(