Friday, May 27, 2011

Thought of the Day

"The indispensable first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: Decide what you want." -Ben Stein

Lately, more than ever, I am pretty clear on what I want. Thank the lord. I thought it would never happen.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Fun For Carter

Carter is pretty dang interested in poop. I don't understand it. He goes outside and looks around for dog poop in the lawn. Whatever... So I filled up a squirt gun for him yesterday. What do you think he wanted to go shoot? Freaking poop! So we went out and hunted for dog poop for him to shoot. (We don't shoot people or dogs. Ask him about that...)

Poop Hunting, Shooting his water gun at the poop

 We also went and played with Ayden and Kylee yesterday. Kylee and I have been friends for going on 9 years now (Holy smokes) and the boys are 6 months apart. They fight so bad. Oh man. So bad. Like Brothers. It was amazing when it went quiet for a second. I peeked around the corner to see this....

Carter and Ayden in the Pack and Play together. They put themselves there.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

10 Reasons

I Love Being A Mom
  1. No matter what happens in my life, I have a man that stands by me and never makes me feel like I don't deserve to be in his life.
  2. Carter is always honest with me. He came in my room the other day while I was getting dressed and said, "Oh no Mommy, your panties are too small."
  3. If he won't kiss me, I can force the issue.
  4. I always have a date. Always.
  5. He makes me feel like I have a purpose in life. I always had drive, but he is my reason.
  6. He reminds me that I truly want to be a mom to more kids. He fills my heart with so much joy.
  7. He teaches me patience every single day.
  8. He always tells me I am so pretty. There is nothing more sweet.
  9. No one loves me like Carter loves me. He is the only person that knows what my insides look like.
  10. He is the best teacher I have ever had. He teaches me about life every single day. He was my rock through my divorce and my reason to make things right in my life.
Carter and me, Christmas 2010

In case You Need a Laugh

Let's reminisce about my conversation with Shane the other day. It's story time... It is a good one. Picture this. Shane, Kody (Shane's Uncle) and Kit (Shane's Dad) sitting around the table having some morning coffee. Regular occurrence. I got this story secondhand, so forgive me if the details aren't completely accurate.

Kody: Shane how much do you weigh these days?
Kit: Why don't we just ask Kelsie?
Shane: Smug look on his face....followed by the devious little laugh he does. I am sure he said something, but he left it out of the story.

Rewind.....Why in the world would I know how much Shane weighs? Honestly. I am not his mother. (Do mothers even need to know how much their kids weigh?) I know nothing about it. Beeeeli-eve me! I am completely innocent. Last time I checked, I am not a scale. (:

Monday, May 23, 2011

Dear Monday Morning

You. Are. Welcome. You have officially NOT kicked my butt, yet again. I woke up on the right side of the bed and full of gratitude. Think I should make a list about it? Bullet points and all? Here it goes.

Kelsie Ann Deveraux is exceptionally thankful for the following this morning
  • I have the best little boy ever. He slept in until I was all of the way ready for work and giggled more than once in the car on our way to school. 
  • My boss, Ashley. She totally lets me say what I need to say. She never judges. Even when I say completely inappropriate things. Which, sometimes is a lot.
  • This rain. I know it is causing some serious flood issues, but I love the rain.
  • Shane, the best boyfriend ever. I. Freaking. Love. That. Boy.
  • My dad and Step-Mom for being my rock and never saying mean things when I am not around. They have truly accepted me for everything that I am and even in awkward circumstances, (*ahem, don't talk to me about this until I am ready*) been supportive and loved me through it. I know that my happiness is important to them, versus other people in my life. (No need to mention names.)
  • My Mom and Step-Dad for always being supportive. Even though my mom is a sass, she loves me and at the end of the day, she would never let me feel alone. Randy never ever judges me and never makes me feel like I am inadequate.
  • My baby sisters. They are the absolute best friends I will ever have.
  • My heart doesn't hurt anymore. That seems so lame. However, my little heart hurt for a long time. (Somewhere around three years.)
  • On that note, I am able to feel emotion again. It has been wonderful to feel like a normal person. (As normal as I get) I recognize sad, happy, love, hunger, gratitude and this list is going to have to stop here...
  • Jo Jo girl. She stayed up late with me last night making me laugh. We have been through the ringer together. I was being ridiculous about something and she responds with such charisma. She said, "Yea...We aren't going to talk about that right now....." Basically, "Shut up Kelsie. You are being so dumb right now."
  • When I log in to Facebook and see the part at the top of my page that says "In a relationship with Shane Tillotson." Does anyone understand how happy that makes me? I think there are one or two of you that grasp this... Others get the tip of the iceberg. I get the Worst. Butterflies. Ever.
  • The fact that I have a warm shower and electricity to use daily as I get ready. Seems trivial, but imagine going without. There is a reason I was born into this generation.
  • The relationships I have maintained in my life. This is from co-workers, to people I meet at school, friends, family, extended family, and anything else you can think of. Everyone that has come and gone or entered my life and stayed has had an impact.
  • Pictures. I love pictures. I have so much faith in keeping memories alive by looking at pictures. If you have ever been to my house or in my room, you will know this is no joke. I love pictures.
  • Music. I mention music a lot, but it really is good for me.
  • The fact that I am a believer. It would be impossible to maintain my relationship with Shane if I weren't a believer. I am so thankful that is one of my qualities. I believe in all things when it comes to us. I also believe in most things that I can't understand. I am a believer.
  • I am able to take a lesson in everything that happens. I think that has made my life so much easier and kept things super optimistic.
  • Cows do not have balls, nor do Swiss cows make chocolate milk. (Kit, Didn't even have to research the chocolate milk thing. Chocolate comes from a plant. Goofball.)
  • A sense of humor. Imagine life without humor. I can make the worst situation hilarious. Please ask my friends and family. While I was getting divorced, I would be in tears and someone would say something and I would crack up laughing. I am thankful that life doesn't always have to be so serious.
  • I am so thankful that the future has so many surprises. It is like a gift. Every single day, I wait for the next thing. Sometimes it is a sweet text message from a friend or flowers on my desk. Life is so awesome if you don't have to make everything so serious. I really struggled for a long time. I like to know where I am going at all times. Letting it happen is just more fun. (Except with certain things, I have had to light a fire...ew.)
  • I chose this path I am on. It was all me. I am thankful that I am able to take responsibility.
  • Carter has a great dad. I am fortunate that he wants to be there and be supportive to Carter. Co-parenting could get really ugly if we weren't able to chill.
  • This space heater under my desk. Seriously, it has saved me from hypothermia at least five times. Also, it has been a great thing to turn off as I experience hot flashes. (Yea, its being turned off NOW.)
  • The coupon class I am attending tomorrow. Seems insane. However, I am going to learn how to save some serious cash and it will be great. (Shane, shut the hell up before you even open your mouth. K thanks. Love ya. I won't buy anything age dated. Quit worrying.)
  • The date stamper. I stamp a ton of documents every single day. Imagine if I had to sit and write out the date.
  • Tums, they cure my heartburn usually.
  • Spontaneous stuff. I love that I can get a wild hair, set my mind to it and do it!
  • That I can just be me...I am the mom, the girlfriend, the daughter, the employee, the supervisor. Whatever it is, and I am so comfortable and happy. I just feel mellow. Love it.

Last thing I want to mention in this post is that it is my birthday two weeks. I used to have an entire birthday month. Everyone should do this. If I don't feel like doing something, I want someone to do something for me or I just am fresh out of excuses, I throw this at them..."Well, I would but it is my birthday two weeks and I just have to focus on that." Try it. It will work wonders for your life. Screw birthday presents. I am all for just doing what I want!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

The Gift That Keeps On Giving

I have a very close friend namesd Jen Scheib. If you don't know her, you are truly missing out. Jen and I have some interesting stories. This is the card she gave me for Christmas. It all leads right back to inside jokes. Enjoy. I know I sure do!
1. She loves champaign...Effffing sick.
2. She gave me this little glass snowman. It was full of candy. It looked inappropriate. That would be why she gave it to me...
3. See picture on card. (No actual mustache rides given, thank you!)
4. She found a can of soda with Mustache Elixir labeled on it. Hahahahaha
5. She puked in her own car and I rode home in the hatch back of her car. I will be damned if anyone thinks I will ride by vomit. Especially in a cruela devil costume! (Shouldn't have tried to keep up, Scheibster!)

Guess you had to be there....but I know I sure find it amusing!

Friday, May 20, 2011

Vision Board

So, as most of you know, I did a little post divorce counseling. I was afraid I would never be an honorable wife, mother or companion ever again. While there, it was suggested to me that I make a Vision Board. I am finally doing it. A dear friend of mine also believes in vision boards. All it does is give you a visual aid of things that you want in the future, where you were in the past and whatever else you want. They are fun! I am going to be presenting my board as a guest speaker to current patients for the company that I went through as a patient. Here is the beginning of my vision board...

Bottom left corner is the corner of shame. ;) It talks about the battle I faced. I was devastated and then faced some serious medical complications related to the broken heart. No one understands until you are there. So there is a picture of a co-worker and me. I put it there so I remember what I never want to look like again. I weighed 101.3 lbs the day of that picture.

Just above the broken heart clipping is a picture of my sister Sydney, Whitney and I. They were my saving grace through all of it. They will never know how much they helped me stay sane. Just above that is a picture of my friends and me on a night we went out. They also saved me more than they will ever know.

The top of the poster and down the right side have pictures of the men I love, Carter and Shane, as well as some pictures of things that I want in the future. (Remember, no timelines or specific order here.) These things are as follows:
  • A home and a new living room set
  • A wedding ring. Yep. I actually want to get married again.
  • A new baby, a brother and/or sister for Carter.
  • Bye Bye Binkie clipping 
  • A picture of a beach
  • Butterfly stickers, which have significant meaning to a dear friend and I
  • A clipping that says Teenage Dream (Shane knows why I love this so much...back when we first started secretly dating, every once in a while I would send a text message that had a line or two of the song Teenage Dream by Katy Perry and he would send me back the next line or two.)
  • Pictures of these two men that I absolutely adore
As you can see, I am much more evolved than I used to be. (Thank heavens) I am so glad that I am able to recognize the things that were happening in my life and correct them before something serious happened. I am also thankful for the fact that I may be able to help other people by telling my personal story. Lastly, I am thankful for second chances. I am so lucky that the people around me were so patient; Especially my immediate family, Carter and Shane.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Complete Adoration

I have to post a few things that Shane has said, done or implied lately. It cracks me up and I don't want to forget it.

  • "The only thing dumber than a criminal is a smart criminal." He had some elaborate explanation as to why this makes sense. He said that a criminal is just naturally good at being a criminal. A smart one has to think about it.
  • He hates "Age Dated" food. That means expired. He freaks out about it. "Have you ever heard of botulism, Kelsie?"
  • "That was your name in Spanish, Kelsie." (When he burps or farts)
  • Some Guy: Dude, can I touch your girlfriends boob and take a picture to make my ex-wife jealous? Shane: Absolutely not. Now get out of here.
  • "It is hotter than a popcorn fart in here."
  • He sniffs everything before he eats it.
  • "Ha ha! Goteeeeeem!"
  • "My dad was even afraid of them. He yelled off the back porch for them to get out of there, but he didn't even come down there. We were trying to sleep on the tramp and there were wild dogs circling us, snarling at us."
  • "Get. off. of iiit!"
  • "I hate Parmesan cheese, Kelsie. It smells like baby puke."
  • Foods that Shane Hates: Cereal and milk, avocados, Parmesan cheese, nuts and frosting on his brownies and anything "Age dated" or that "Smells weird."
  • There is a dead deer on the side of the road. It has been there for, I don't know, 2 freaking months? After the long Razor ride, Shane decided that it would a great idea to pick up this rotting carcass and move it for this old lady. (You better believe I dry heaved.) "We have to stop and move it. The lady is 90 years-old and asked me to do it like two weeks ago." Here is where I get confused...She asked him to move it two weeks ago. We are in the Razor, baja-ing home from a long, hot, dirty ride. A deer carcass is the last thing any of us wanted to move. Not 5 hours earlier, Shane drove the backhoe right by the dead deer. In fact, he probably had every single day for the two weeks prior, too. That was probably the best option. Instead, he busted out his gloves, walked over to that dead creature, tossed it in the bed of the Razor and off we went. "Drive faster, Ron! It will swirl the smell out of here. Faster!" (Uh, it made it about 90 times worse.) I will tell you this much; If Shane ever thinks I am going to participate in activities like that again, he is wrong. I sincerely hope he scrubbed, sanitized and bleached the bed of that Razor. That was absolutely putrid.
  • "Kelsie, hurry. I thought you would be ready by now. I have spent at least half of a day this weekend just waiting for you."
  • "You have done something to me. You know how long we have been on the phone? I am usually on the phone 10 minutes tops. My ear is burning from the radiation."
  • "I wear the pants, Kelsie." This may be true, but I am going to do a purse check.... Yep. Still there.
  • Fun little codes include the following.... -3, motivation, Christmas tree, SLAM!
  • He turns down the music as we are driving. Sunglasses on. Head turns. We are driving near a Beer Brewery...."So....Did you just shi*, or are you going to tell me it is the barley I can smell?"
  • Last but not least, my favorite phrase that left his mouth... "Well, I guess I just have bad luck." Hahahahahaha

That is the secret, people. Keep this girl laughing and you will have it made!

Why We Don't Eat Stickers

Carter has a big coloring book that has some stickers in the back of it. Nothing weird there. So, he was sitting at the counter a few months back coloring. He came across the sticker page. He delightfully started sticking them all over in his coloring book. I am not a mom that really cares what he does with his coloring books. If he wants to use all of the stickers in one shot, fine. So Carter is coloring and sticking stickers in his book, I am running around doing stuff around the house. Ali and Sydney were visiting with my dad in the kitchen. Next thing I know, Carter stuck a sticker in his mouth and was choking on it. I see Sydney pick him up and Ali start to help him get the sticker out. I run over there just in time for Carter to throw up this sticker. (It was a Mater sticker, in case you were wondering.) That sends Sydney into a dry heaving episode and Ali was even a little grossed out. We all cleaned up the floor and I took Carter to the bath. When he came back, I said, "Carter, why don't we eat stickers?" His sweet little reply, "Because I choted."

I love the way he says things.

Carter in the back seat with Stickers all over his face

Monday, May 16, 2011


One month ago to the day, I took a drive to Idaho, as well as a complete leap of faith. Shane had no clue if I would show up or not. (Freaking Latitude sold me out..) When I left Utah, I had no idea if I would come back happy, sad, mad, ok...I really had no expectations. All I knew is I had to say something. I think over the course of time, I will be able to actually articulate the entirety of the "Kelsie/Shane saga." Shane would really appreciate it if I kept some of the details quiet. :) Yea, Shane.....See. Trap. Closed. All I will say, and this is directed to the people that truly don't know the details or who live in Lava and have Shane's version, it is not what you think it is. I owed Shane a huge, sincere apology. He can call it what he wants. I know he does. It's ok. He knows how it all shook out. History is all I have to say. So lets take a walk down memory lane...

It all started in a little place called Lava Hot Springs, "Where the beer flows like wine." (Name that movie!)

I met a kid that knows how to do this

Who has binoculars and Black Ice air freshners.

Special spot on the way back from town.

Where it all started.....
I don't really understand how this happens to someone, but I am head over heels and it is the best. Again, I will someday tell all, but for now, I just want to be happy and love that little turd the way he deserves.


This past weekend, I went up to Idaho. (Yep, the drive is already getting a little old. I don't want to talk about it.) It was already a preconceived plan for me to go brand cows with my favorite hicks. I know...You are probably shaking your head. Little miss hates-to-get-her-shoes-dirty-hates-to-be-around- "Creatures"-and-has-a-real-issue-with-the-smell-of-things did in fact, conform a tiny bit. I went and I didn't even freak out. I wanted to. It stinks so bad. However, a little moral support pulled me through just fine. Cow branding got a little boring for us. We decided to head up Beach Hollow (I believe?) and went for a Razor ride.

Let me paint you a little picture..... I was stuck in a 2 seater off road vehicle with two 250lb boys on both sides of me. I was sitting with my tailbone on the seat belt clicker. Poor tailbone. I was safe from harm and really, I didn't even complain about that part of it. I loved it, actually. After about 5 minutes of driving, we hit some puddles. Ryan went through them pretty dang fast and splashed us. I laughed and laughed. I had a little mud here and there, the boys had mud on the sides of them that were towards the outside of the Razor. No biggie. We stopped at a little stream and I thought Shane looked a little too clean for my liking. (I just conformed to this cowboy chasing, edge of civilization lifestyle. Give me a break.I needed to go big, or go home.) I just casually grabbed two fists full of some mossy dirt and rubbed it on Shane's shirt. It was just a little bit, really. We all just laughed and carried on. We loaded back up and headed up the trail a little more. I stepped on Ryan's foot, as I wanted to hit those puddles as fast as we could and he was going way too slow. I helped. Well, after that we were all pretty muddy. I decided to ice the cake by starting a mud war. It was so much fun. The edge of civilization? Sign me up! I have never laughed like that in my life.
Shane and me after the war

The Other crew members. (Nice hand print Ron.)

Felisha and I after the final battle

Our pants after

Jb wishes..and those are my own hand prints.
I would dare say, as much as I have said it before, this weekend cannot be topped. Guess we'll see. :)

Friday, May 13, 2011

I Stand Corrected

Dearest Better Half and His Padre,
You guys think you are comedians. Really, I am going to beat both of your butts. I am holding both of you completely responsible for my lack of knowledge. I am over here worried about how I am going to manage on a horse and you guys are laughing that I said “Cow Balls.” I will not apologize. Give me a break. I am a city girl. If you want me to know that cows and bulls are two different things, you are going to have to tell me. Ignorance is bliss. (Usually)

As for my better half, if you continue to tease me and keep me uneducated for your amusement, I am going to put a snake in your shoe. You know the movie Toy Story? Woody says, “There’s a snake in my boot!” Well, you are going to be saying, “There’s a snake in my K-Swiss!” (Psssst…My eyes are green.)

Padre, If you think this is a joking matter, I am going to paint your nails hot pink in your sleep and put a pink kiss print sticker on the back of that sexy new ride. Think I’m kidding? Try me…

All my Love,

These are Shane’s Pants. Let me tell you what, I love that I fit in one leg. Makes me feel small. (:

My Pants, Shane’s Pants. Love to see the comparison. Again, it makes me feel small and I like it.

What I have been doing in my spare time

Sydney went to Prom over the weekend

13 inch Difference

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

*Note To Self*

  • Do Not eat Rocky Mountain Oysters. They are cow balls.
  • Branding has nothing to do with a line of products or anything "Brand name." It is called cow burning in my book.
  • I signed up to take 5 "Turtles" instead of eating said Rocky Mountain Oysters.
  • If I put a snake in Shane's truck, it is grounds for a "Divorce."
  • Bring clothes that can be thrown away if needed.
Got it.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Little Moments

Last night, Carter asked me to lay by him. That, by the way, was the best Mother's Day gift ever, because it is rare that he wants to snuggle. Here is how the conversation went:

Lights are completely off, Carter is tucked in his bed with Buzz, Woody and his nasty Christmas Tree Blanket.

Carter: Mom, Sit by you?
Me: I can lay by you, baby. Sure. But I will  need a kiss first.
Carter: (Leaning up to kiss me) I love you, mommy.
Me: I love you, Beetle. (Crawling into his bed now)
Carter: Mom, hold you closer.
Me: Sure. (My arms holding him closer)
Carter: Now roll over, mommy.
Me: Like this? (After I rolled)
Carter: No, the other way. (I rolled back..)
Me: Is this better? (And I feel a little hand creeping down my neck...then to the boob)
Carter: Yes. I just pinch your boob mom. Now go to sleep.
Me: Hey! We don't pinch boobs, Carter. It hurts and it isn't nice.
Carter: But I "Wike" it, mom.
Me: (Laughing so hard, silently...) Well, we can't do that. I love you. Goodnight.
Carter: Goodnight mom. Goodnight Boobie.

In case you were wondering, he was pre-programmed to do that. Naughty! Don't let his binky sucking, sweet talking behavior confuse you. It never ends, and I love it. (Although we are still working on not pinching boobs...and saying the "S" word.)

Monday, May 9, 2011

I just first wanted to post a picture for Monday Madness that makes me smile. Here are the pictures that sit on my desk at work.
My Better Half and me, My little Family and Carter

Today is Clayton's Birthday. Clayton....not my favorite person, but he is Carter's Dad.
Carter and Clayton playing the drums, Summer 2009

Dear Clayton,
I wanted to wish you a happy birthday, as your friend. Your last birthday wasn't great, because we were having problems. A lot of problems. May this year be filled with better memories.

I just wanted to say that I am sorry for everything. Nothing is going to change what happened, nor would I want it to. Everything happens for a reason. I wish you happiness and light throughout your life. You granted me the greatest wish I have ever known, and that is my beautiful son. We gave our 5 years a good run, and for heaven sakes, let's always remember the good! You are such a great dad to Carter and we have done a great job as co-parents. I look forward to watching you be successful and making your dreams come true. Although you and I will never be close again, I do wish you well. I am definitely cheering on the sidelines for you to achieve big things. Happy Birthday from Carter and me, again.

Forever Your Friend,

P.S. At least you don't have to celebrate twice with my family anymore. I know you really hated that. :)

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Have You Ever

Been told the following:

Me: I love you to the moon and back 38 times. 
Griz: Well I got ya beat. I love you to the end of space. 
Me: What is the end of space? No one knows where the universe ends. 
Griz: That is how much I love ya. Endlessly.
4 more days

Very Interesting Finds

This is a handle to a toy in the Zoo gift shop. Lacey spotted it. I gasped, then went to do some investigating. Not what you think it is, pervert.

I went through some stuff in storage and found these tiny clothes that were once Carter's. I totally cried about it.

I found the only sharp, nasty germ-infested corner at the zoo and sliced my leg open. Hot. "Damn it Kels, We cannot take you anywhere!" (Said by the best friends ever, with love!)

Being a Mom is the Best

Carter's Daycare/Preschool had a Mother's Day Tea Party for the mom's and it was the sweetest thing ever. All of the kids sang a few songs and we had our tea party and they gave us a little gift. I love being a mom. I wouldn't trade it for anything.

Kenzie, The Mom and Carter

Carter during the tea party. So interested.
Michelle, Carter's teacher. Love her.

Carter During the Singing presentation. Again, so interested.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Trip To The Zoo

 Still haven't figured out why we go to the zoo when we run a 3-ring circus just hanging out together. Plus, the Hogle Zoo kind of sucks. Ok, it is a total pile. Whatever. Our kids liked it. Again, thank you to my sweet girls for another fun adventure. I am a lucky girl to have you.

The Best Valentine's Day Ever

I just wanted to recap this past Valentine's Day for my own personal record. It was the best one yet. Perhaps that is because the only men I had encountered or attracted up to that point were complete TOOLS. Yes, that is correct, TOOLS. In my life, I have been blessed with some of the best friends a girl could have. We have all been divorced within the last 2 years. (Definitely nothing any of us are proud of, but a fact at any rate.) So, we have really stuck together. (We have been friends since Junior High, there is a lot of history here.) We all decided to pack up our kids and take them out as our Valentines this year. From Kacey announcing she needed to poop to Carter telling a man he needed a haircut and CC and Adds beating each other over the head, I would dare say this one cannot be topped. The best part is, we all went and stuffed our faces at TGI Fridays and went home, scratched our butts, put sweats on and didn't even have to put out. (: Thank you for the great friendship Kelcie, Milly and Lacey!

Left to Right: Sierra, Kelcie, Addy, Kacey, Milly, Kelsie, Carter and Auntie Lacey

Friday, May 6, 2011

Love To The Mommies

I love all of the mother figures in my life. I am so thankful for everything that they do for Carter and me. We are so blessed. Hats off to all of the other mothers out there working their butts off and doing what needs to be done. It is hard work! 
My Grandma and Grandpa

 My Mom, Ali and me

 My Step-Mom, Dad and Carter

Sweet Talkin'

So, last night I was chatting away with the significant other and we started talking about things that make you cave. You know, when someone asks you to do something and you really don't want to and then they play "the card" to get you to cave. Some like presents, some like to trade services and some like to be persuaded. I am a complete sucker for the sweet talker. Holy cow. It is not good. Here is his first run at  his "Sweet talking."

Me: Say 5 nice things and I will do it for you.
Shane: I love love love you sweetheart.
Me: Better....
Shane: What? I thought that was great
Me: I am giving you the answers here.
Shane: Babe hun sweetheart sunshine beautiful sexy girlfriend of mine I love you so much. :)
Me: Shi.....

It reminds me of a child that learns how to manipulate their parents at the early age of a few months old. I thought I had him wrapped around my finger. Turns out, it could potentially be the other way around. (And yes, for those of you that don't know the "Real" Shane and Kelsie story, he did and does make a ton of effort. Don't be fooled.)

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Happy _ _th Birthday, Rand!

Today is my step-dad's _ _th birthday. Yes, I actually know how old he is. I just feel as though he may not appreciate me casting it out there for the entire world to read. (Ok, I am not that cool, but this blog is accessible to the entire planet. Gotta be careful!)

So, happy _ _th birthday, Rand. Carter and I love you so much. Over the past year, you have been nothing but an advocate for the happiness and well-being of Carter and me. To me, that is bigger than anything and more amazing than most. You are such a sweet, loving grandpa to my most prized possession and I am eternally grateful. You are hands down the best step-dad EVER and I feel so lucky to have you in my life. May this year feel like you are 29 again...same as the last few birthdays you've had. We love you!

Carter's first Birthday Party

Disneyland 2007

Randy and his boys a few years ago.... Probably 2001?