Three Years!

Yesterday was our three-year anniversary.  We went to dinner down at the beautiful Rockwall Harbor.

I don't know, I feel like I should do some sappy posting about the last the three years, and how lucky I am to be married to a man like Spencer, but I feel like I have already said it so many times.  Who wants to hear it again?

I will just say this.  I have never been so happy.  No.  I have never been so full of joy as I have been since I met Spencer.  More nights than not, I lay awake after Spencer has gone to sleep ( I can't fall asleep in five minutes like he can), and I literally feel so much joy, that I start giggling, right there in bed.  Then he does something like the famous sleep kisses, and I have a hard time stopping smiling so I  can actually go to sleep.

I love my husband.  I love my baby.  I am so grateful that we get to be an eternal family.

Oh look, I got sappy anyway.

Names?

So, we have been trying to decide on our little Princess's name, but it is not easy!  So far we have narrowed it down to six names that we like.  I've put them on a poll to the right.  Vote on the one you like best, although in the end, we will choose the one we like the best, of course.  Feel free to explain why you like the name you chose in the comments, or suggest a new one that we haven't though of yet.  You can say negative comments about the names too, but remember, we might choose the one you don't like, and ... well.. let's just say that it isn't a good idea to provoke a mama bear.

Go Team! (or Yea, Baseball)

For FHE last night, Spencer and I decided to go to the Texas Rangers/ Angel's Game.  Since we are actually Dodger's fans, we had the luxury of rooting for both teams, so no matter who won, we were happy.  The ballpark has a restaurant behind second base that we like to go to about half way through the game.  We can sit in air-conditioned luxury and watch the game from our table.  It is a nice break from the loud, obnoxious fans. 

Oh, and since Trena specifically asked for it, here is a picture of my pregnant belly in all its glory.  The nice thing is that I have finally gotten myself to stop trying to suck in my stomach and have accepted my beautiful round figure.

Happy Independence Day!

Whew... I am tired!  We had a great Fourth of July, although we pretty much didn't stop moving all day.  

We started with a Pancake Breakfast at the ward building (sorry, no pictures because I was too busy making sure it was running smoothly).

Then Spencer and I went to a bunch of Fourth of July sales, including the one at Fry's which turns out ended on the THIRD of July (alway

s read the small print on Fry's ads).

Then we went to Tracy's house for a barbeque, with lots of delicious Carne Asada.  Yum

Next, we headed over to the block party a bunch of our neighbors organized.  It was great.  We probably had about sixty-seventy people show up.  A bunch of the men got out their grills and smokers and made brisket, sausage, chicken and burgers.  We blocked off the street and the kids rode their bikes and played basketball.  It seriously felt like a slice of the '50s.  It is so great to live in a neighborhood that has so many families and kids.  

We even brought out the Bocce ball set (or as the French, and Spencer call it, Boules).

Finally, we headed back to Tracy's house and set off fireworks.  We live in an unincorporated part of the city and so pretty much all types of fireworks are legal.  Imagine the types that are normally set off by cities, or professional organizations, and then imagine all your neighbors setting them off all over your housing development.  It sounded like a war zone, but it looked awesome.  My camera has a fireworks mode, and I got some great pictures of the action.