we finally have internet..

..so let's get caught up!

The first thing Lance did the day we moved in was put our beds together.

Well, I thought we should make Layla's crib into a toddler bed and see how she'd do.

She did great the first couple nights.

But then, one morning I could hear her crying and when I went into her room she was no where to be seen.

She was actually underneath the bed, and did it the next morning too.

I'm not sure if she would fall off the bed and roll under or what, but soon after we put the front of the bed back on. She just wasn't ready. 

Soo.. she's still in her crib.

She loves that duck..

I took this pic the morning after we moved in.

It makes me nauseous looking at it, but no worries, it's all clear now.

Labor Day:

Dane and Lacey invited us to their friends' Jared and Katie's.

Who we now consider our friends.

They are great and I just adore their three little boys.

I think they'll take great care of Layla.

Jack and Cooper loved this waterslide..

Layla did not..

It was absolutely hilarious watching her go down the first time.

Lance went with her the second time and she still hated it.

Her face is priceless.

This is Briggs.

Isn't he adorble.

I love his long eye lashes.

Mr. Cooper...

He really does like Layla,

just not so much sportin his ride with him.

I took this so I'd have a memory of what Layla had to eat at before we got our kitchen table delivered, along with her high chair.

She was a sport.

Uncle Greg and Aunt Amanda brought up her sprinker.

She was in Heaven.

The Saints have been playing..

and they're winning!

Who Dat!

She's into "dress up"

Somehow she thought her red tights looked great with this pink onesie.

And still does her tricks.

This one is called "no hands"

We made chocolate chip cookies for our new neighbors...

She's constantly right behind her daddy helping him with his honey do list.

And now we're helping her get used to this concept...

That's right Baby Spiers #2 is on it's way.

April 30, 2011 to be exact.

I'm 8 weeks in and feel miserable.

And let's face it when the big white porcelin bowl in the bathroom get's more hugs than your husband, you just don't feel like going anywhere.

Layla has been such a good sport.

She'll sit with me by the toilet and say,

"I sawry mommy.."

Just breaks my heart.

So, back to not going anywhere, we stay in most of the time and she does stuff like this to entertain herself...