My Little Dare Devil

This is my baby who is not quite a baby anymore. ): He's always loved the water, but this summer is different because he doesn't need to float around in a dinky little baby raft, he actually gets to swim like a big boy (with floaties that is). We went to Chris' Aunt Gina's house the other day and the kid doesn't even hesitate... he just runs right up to the diving board like he knows what it is and does this "Superman" dive. Not gunna lie, I almost had a heart attack but once he came up from the water and was rearin' to go at it again, I could breath a little easier. He has absolutely no fear of water which is good and bad. I tried letting him jump in the water at my Mom's the other day without his floaties so he knows he will drown without them, but it lasts all of one second before I grab him. Drowning has been one of my biggest fears I think ever since my little sister was born. Freaks me out. Oh, and he is already tanner than I think I have ever been my entire life. He's got the most beautiful golden brown skin and I just love showing off his booty tan-line. Pretty sure it's because I've never had a real tan line. HA.

Our Fourth Anniversary

So I said I would post a picture of how my fruit bouquet really turned out so here it is.
It didn't turn out as full as I would have liked for two reasons. 1. Trader Joes didn't have any of the fluffy kale to put on top of the iceberg lettuce and 2. I suffer from a moderate case of "sticky-phobia" and the sticky juices from the pineapple and grapes combined with marshmallows and chocolate really weren't helping my condition much. Had a few panic attacks actually. But I thought it turned out pretty good afterall and the chocolate covered strawberries were amazing. Here's my proof that it was delicious.

So we enjoyed that, and later that night we made a homemade pizza which was another adventure. Lets just say I'm glad I had my old camera on me to document it. I joked with Chris before we started that we should make a heart-shaped pizza. We both laughed because that would have been very "cheesy" (perfect adjective for a heart-shaped pizza if I do say so myself). So after Chris added flour and stretched and pulled and added more flour and tried to throw the dough in the air... our dough was pretty much a disaster. It wouldn't stretch anymore without tearing holes in it. We both were getting super annoyed because we were so hungry. The only form our dough would cooperate with was a heart. Go figure. So we got our heart-shaped pizza after all. "It was meant to be" were Chris' exact words.

So we started layering the topping UNDER the cheese. My favorite way (Fillipi's style). LOTS of pepperonis, pineapple on half, and jalapenos and bell peppers on the other half. Chris did the finishing touches on our Heart shaped pizza and I think it ended up looking more like Mickey Mouse. But dang, was it delicious!!!


Throw in a little sparkling apple cider, and you have one righteous evening.



We had a pretty fun anniversary after all. Here's to many many more!!!

FOUR YEARS!!!

So tomorrow is our fourth anniversary! Don't ask me how it's been four years already because I have no clue. We don't really have any plans especially because this week is going to be a rather busy one. My last day of school is today which means two finals, and Cruz's baby shower is on Saturday... I googled "fourth anniversary symbol" to find out what it is for this year and it said fruit/flowers or linen. Wierd. My mom had the brilliant idea to make an edible arrangement type thing with fruit that looks like flowers. Brilliant, eh? Lets just see how it turns out first. I'm praying it turns out relatively close to this... I make no guarantees.