Can I keep you forever??

i swear there is nothing like getting a huge hug and kiss from a little kid! warms your heart right up like a bowl of nice, steamy, tomato soup with a perfectly made grilled cheese just waiting to be dunked!

i just thought i'd post an update since i've been home for awhile now and i go back to school in like a month.... ya i'm a lazy bum.

well i've had four jobs this summer. but the first was by far my favorite.

i was a nanny!! o my gosh i loved it so much! there were four of the most adorable cuties ever! Hailey, 7 (sassypants) Randy, 6 (Bubba) Brianna, 3 (Nan) and Caden who just turned one!!! i went to their house everyday and got the older two ready for school; breakfast, clothes, hair, teeth, shoes, lunch, homework etc. and then i would feed the baby and clean up after the older ones were out the door. then it was time to wake Nan and get her ready for preschool. she is the cutest little girl in the world and she knows it! she also likes to make sure her outfit and hair are absolutely impeccable! so 5 outfits and 3 hairstyles later she chooses shoes that don't match (there is no swaying her otherwise) and we are out the door! then back home to laundry, dishes, and cleaning up all around the house. Their mom is pretty much the sweetest person in the world! She was having some back issues and asked me to come help her, so i basically became part of their family for a couple weeks and i loved it!

one day Nan and i were sitting in the play room trying to clean up, haha which really means i'd pick up a few things and she'd get them right back out again which was immediately followed by an attack from the tickle monster!!! after one of these attacks i asked her OUR trademark question "guess what pretty girl??" to which she would cutely look up and ask "what?" to which i would reply "i love you!" she was so cute! after i said this she would ask me the same question and give me the same response with a ginormous hug of course! after one of these delightfully heartwarming exchanges she threw her arms around my neck and asked "can i keep you forever???" my heart just melted. what do you say to that?? just one thing.. "ABSOLUTELY!"

i've missed seeing them everyday.

job number two, helper at a preschool, for two whole days. whoop dee do. it was very fun though!

job number three, fashion rep at delia's. i now own most of their clothes haha. i looooove delia's!

job number four, student aide at summer school. which entails some pretty interesting experiences. but i love it! crazy right?? absolutely psycho :)

did i mention my mommy got me a puppy for my birthday!!!! AHHHHHHHH! :) her name is brandi and i love her! also, my bestie since we were 3 got MARRIED! holy cow! but i really haven't seen anything so beautiful as Miranda walking out of the temple holding hands with Jake. i'm so happy for her!

I CANNOT WAIT TO GO BACK TO BYU. i love being home with my mommy! i love seeing all of my friends back home! i love texas! buuuuuuuuuut i miss the "blanielellorishinodu" family :) haha even though 2/6ths of them will be on their missions! YAYYYYY! i'm so so so so excited to room with shelby and live with michelle and becca and olivia!! it will be so fun!! holy cow! more 15 hour dates anyone?? jj ijc :)

alright back to work.

Some Things Never Change :)

My mother is so wise. The night I started to unpack, I went to the bathroom to put something away and the next thing my mommy heard was a bang and "OW!" and I hear the true true statement of " O sweetie, some things never change" quickly followed by the laugh I had missed all semester. Yes I ran into the cupboard door but whatever I run into things all the time. But that statement has stuck with me all week while I've been getting used to being home again.

Some things really never do change and I'm so very glad. Seems like everything has been changing this past year. Some changes obviously more pleasant than others but still I'm so glad for the things that didn't change. I'm glad i got picked up at the airport in the car I got dropped off and picked up in during high school. And I'm glad my mom and I cried like little girls. And I'm glad she put up balloons and made me take pictures outside the house just like when I was little. And I'm really glad the house was still the same. I'm so glad I was reminded of all the sweet times I've had with my family throughout the years.

Of course I miss BYU and all my friends like a hungry racoon misses a smelly trash can or like a pig misses mud on a hot day. I couldn't have gotten through school without them. But I'm so glad to be home for the summer.

I love Texas.

I love home.

I love that some things never change :)

Wow, its finally here. the end.

Well this is my very first post. Seems a little silly that I'm just now starting this at the very end of my freshman year at college. And I do mean the VERY END. As in I am all done with finals and essays and everything. All there is left is to pack and clean and to fly home. It seems like I was just boarding the plane coming out to UT.

Where did the time go? O wait, I forgot, I had CRAZY SUPER AMOUNTS OF FUN! From random dances in parking lots, to movies in the roundabout, to 15 hour dates. Adventures filled my life and I absolutely loved it.

My BYU family is the best! We are all so different and somehow it just works out. The girls on my floor were absolutely amazing. Not to mention my super crazy awesome roommate. Seriously changed my life forever. I am so grateful for all my wonderful, and not so wonderful experiences here.

Did I mention how grateful I am for my friends and family back home too??? Especially my mommy. She is so amazing. Who else would wake up at 1 am just to talk to me because I've had a particularly awful day? Mmmmmmm NO ONE. I love her so much.

Packing is depressing.

It means I have to leave.

It means I'm not going to see some of my friends for two flipping years.

It means I have to go home and work. O joy.

It means it's the end of an amazing year.

Saying goodbye to my friends that have left so far has basically been awful. I hatehatehatehatehate goodbyes. I can't seem to say goodbye to someone without leaking from my eyes. Bother. I've decided that next year is just going to have be better than this year. We'll see how that goes because right now I'm pretty positive that that is absolutely, without fail impossible.

Anways, there are some suitcases and boxes calling my name so that's it for blog post number 1.