Monday, October 31, 2011

Um, Yes. I'd like a Small Rainbow.

A small rainbow snocone, that is!  Leslie helped me make a killer snocone costume for little Will.  We covered a hat with colored felt and made a white cone out of felt as well.  Then I cut holes for his legs (a stressful scissors moment).

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Flying Solo (+1)

Will has become a frequent flier.  He has been to San Diego, Chicago, and Boise.  Half of those flights were attended by three Tanners: Will, Grant, and yours truly.  But the other half, I managed solo... plus Will of course.

Which is one of the many reasons that I'm super lucky that he's such a good baby.  The last two flights, the plane wasn't full, so I even got to bring his car seat onto the plane!

Which means I got to sit in my own seat, and take pictures of Will, in his own seat, sleeping like a little baby... which he is.

(The only unfortunate part about taking the car seat on the plane is that is has to go in the window seat... Which means I sit in the middle... and nurse my flailing baby right next to a strange man...  Such is life.)

Friday, October 28, 2011

Meeting the Fam

I headed home to Boise for two weeks.  It was awesome.  I had a 24/7 babysitter, willing to change dirty diapers and wake up in the middle of the night if neccesary, (Bma, of course).  I spent nearly every day in the dance studio, teaching classes and choreographing.  And of course, we got to visit my family.

Papa, Will's favorite cowboy:

Friday, October 21, 2011

So much to blog about!

So here's the scoop:

I just got home from a two-week trip to Boise- Yay!

And now we have visitors: Linds, Taylor, and this beautiful babe:

We're busy having sisterly fun, but when the fun is done, the blogging will have begun...

(I know that was bad grammar, but wasn't the rhyming awesome?!)

Wednesday, October 19, 2011


Will is a great sleeper.  An awesome sleeper.  It makes me happy.

But Will is a horrible go-to-sleeper.  I would like to say I've gotten used to his pre-bed screaming... but it would be a lie.

I'm not sure whether it makes me really sad, or just down right tired.  Probably a combo.

Okay.  Pity session... over.