Lots to say. Should I write it all or just show the pictures? I don't know if I can be quiet. I am too verbal of a person to just keep it simple and yet I love simplicity, hence my white background( I love the pictures against the pure, simple white) so why is it so hard for me to simplify? hmmmm. Here is my best effort.

Here it is. Our Month of March 2009.

Ayla's Birthday, March 1st.

Mining Museum, March 2nd.

Pine Wood Derby, March 3rd.

Ayla's Tinkerbell Birthday Party, March 7th.

What Sienna and I found by the side of our house on our walk to catch her ride to school, March 9th.

Family Hike through Ute Valley Pass by our house, March 15th.

What we found in front of our house when we got home from our hike.

How I found Elsie asleep one afternoon, March 16th.

Stealing Posts

IT'Z. We had a fantastic time.

The Mining Museum. Rootbeer floats, kids crafts, activities and all free. Who could beat that.

Chipeta Bingo. The kids all won a beany baby and were so excited. I love our school and all of the fun activities that put on.


So is it stealing if I give credit? Well I am stealing these pictures off of Amy's blog because obviously my blogging habits have been a bit lacking lately. Thanks Amy. It is nice that you are there at most of the things we do, taking pictures and then making cute layouts for me to steal and post on my blog. You are a great friend. Really and truely.

St. Patty's Day 5K

Thanks girls for such a fun and memorable race. We should do it again next year. Amy maybe you can fly out next year...

Ayla Joy

Ayla Joy. Her name means Oak Tree in Turkish and the light of the Moon in Hebrew. It fits her well. She is strong, yet mysterious. She is Joyful, elegant, steadfast, and playful. She is the laughter in our family and she keeps us sane.

I love her quick wit. She has perfect timing in all she says.
I love her facial expressions that change moment to moment.
I love her passion for dogs, animals and all that she does.
I love her "tuddles".
I love her independence.
I love her voice and the way she pronounces and enunciates her words.
I love her skinny little frame and her long elegant fingers.
I love her dark hazel eyes, long dark lashes and the brows she furrows above them.
I love her dimples.
I love her happy attitude.
I love her resilience.
I love that she sings as she plays.
I love her imagination.
I love HER.

I can't believe she is THREE. My little Ayla bug is "growing up".