saying goodbye.

I have been trying to decide what I want to say about my last brother leaving on a mission for the next 2 years. I have been thinking about it a lot. Part of me wants to tell you about the kind of friend he has always been to me. I want to talk about that time I was faced with packing up my entire house by myself in one day and feeling overwhelmed with the task, I decided to call my little brother to see if he would join. "Yup" he said enthusiastically and he was at my front door the next morning. We spent the next 12 hours laughing hysterically as we boxed up my life and strategically cut out funny portions of the newspaper we were using to pack with and taping the pictures to the tops of the cardboard boxes for the movers to enjoy. I want to tell you that that day, G came home expecting me to be exhausted and grumpy and was instead glad to hear me say, "Scotty came over and helped, so it was a blast" And it really was.

That is what he has done for me, made every moment better because he was there to laugh along with me.

Most of you will think this is beyond cheesy, but I have never had a better friend than him. And as I drove him down to Provo with my parents, I couldn't help but feel nothing but excited for him and proud of who he is. I am excited for everyone who will get to be uplifted by him the way I have always been. I can't even begin to imagine the good that he will do.

meals on wheels.

Dear friends, I need your help.

I am headed to get the next 2 weeks worth of groceries after class tonight and I could use some serious assistance. Do any of you have any suggestions of things I can make in advance that can be eaten on-the-go? The sad reality of our household is that G and I aren't home to eat dinner together right now. We both just have to run home, throw together a PBJ and run back out the door to class, but we are so sick of it! I feel bad for my husband whose dinner for the past month has been little snacks here and there. I am racking my brain for ideas & coming up with nothing.

To you more experienced wifeys, any ideas of what I should get or what I could cook? What would you feed your husband in this situation? We miss our dinners.

Thanks in advance.

bump watch.

yesterday, i was making my bed when i noticed a bump.

i pulled back the covers to see what the bump was
and sure enough, i had made my bed with toby still in it
(this you must know about toby, he LOVES sleeping in & sleeping under the covers)

so i told him it was time to wake up.

the end.

sometimes i don't know what i would do without his...

01. long hugs after he walks through the door each night.
02. random emails & text messages that still make my day every time.
03. reminders to go to class, wake up on time, say my prayers & just not be a slacker in general.
04. silly jokes that make me laugh when i am sad or trying to be mad at him.
05. help with the laundry, dishes, toilet scrubbing, poop scooping, floor mopping, etc, etc, etc...
06. inappropriate sense of humor that i secretly love.
07. goodbye kisses each morning while i'm still in bed.
08. constant forgiveness of my flaws.
09. friendship.
10. support.


thank you, husband.

through the eyes of my phone.

yesterday:

started my day by saying goodbye to this one.

here we are on our way to the MTC. this picture breaks my heart a little bit because you can tell he's been crying

(this was after he said his goodbyes to the rest of the sibs.)

and ended my day on a walk with g

(who took a break from non-stop studying in an effort to cheer me up.)

and by the way, last night was one of the prettiest nights i've ever seen.

we miss him already. more pictures & details coming soon.

so long sweet summer.

And here are our Newport pics. These weren't put together with any thought, (sorry, in a hurry) but you get the picture. We had an amazing time, but surprisingly, I'm completely fine with summer being over, because that means fall is here & fall is my favorite.

Enjoy the pics, I'm off to spend some quality time with my soon-to-be missionary.

Oh, and if you are wondering what the cake & dancing in the kicthen pictures are about, Andy & Kate both had birthdays while we were there & it is a tradition in the Moffitt fam to sing the birthday song LOUDLY. Unfortunately, Kate reacted the same way Morgan always does when we sing her Happy Birthday, she sobbed hysterically. Seriously, we make people cry. We are that bad.