i wonder

sometimes i wonder...if i was not married to scott, would i have anything to write about?

this is scott on the weekend...
this morning i was asked by scott...who was standing behind me...did i want to know what he was going to be for halloween. he then handed me his grade twelve student card (who has those anymore), regardless, for the man of many costumes, he has decided to be scott from grade twelve this year for halloween. oh dear.

this is scott this morning...

i feel like i am back at camp qwanoes...almost got myself some bangs, a striped shirt and a tight pony tail.

family trip

so we went to Seattle for the weekend, mostly because our summer vacation time was not really all that and more, it was a job hunting/interviewing, stressful time...so really, we thought we would take a little time and share a little love.

first off, let me say that growing up, going on any kind of vacation was rather painful, not because we didn't enjoy each other, but because it was overwhelmingly stressful...that and the fact that my sister brought her whole library with her when all i wanted to do was play car games. she had her nose either in a book or in her journal as she documented the fact that we had just crossed shoe creek number 15.

all this being said, i tend to sweat when scott announces his joys of going on a trip with me.

so seattle it was and there was no agenda, just going to go and enjoy our family. ps, i don't work well with no agenda and so on pike street after walking through the market i broke down...needing to know where we were going and what exactly we were going to do that day i tired my best to communicate with scott in a reasonable manner that i just needed to know what he wanted to do and where we were going. his response didn't help as he simply said, wherever bud, lets just walk. he didn't seem to understand that i was not coping well with just walking, i can walk but i need to know where we are walking to....poor scott, he put his arms around me and said softly, buds, lets just enjoy our day outside and walk, if we find something we can do it, if we want to go someplace we can go...okay, i trust him, i trust that he is not going to be disappointed with our day, i trust that he is not going to be upset with me at the end of it...so we walk.
we walked through pike street market and watched the fish guys, we pushed our way through the busy people who were stopping for flowers and fresh produce, we made our way to shops and bought a few treasures, we shared a tea on the way. we headed for the space needle and shared our thoughts...but then...oh then, my most beautiful husband found the si fi museum...oh my beautiful husband. understanding that we were trying to be wise with our money, scott shared his heart with me...cor, it's 16 dollars per person to go on the space needle or 16 dollars per person to go to the museum, i would really like to go to the museum...

...as if he didn't have the biggest smile on his face ever!

can i just share at this point that i am so proud of scott. i am proud of the way that he handles me and reminds me of his love for me. i am proud of the way that he doesn't let me get away with much but reaffirms in me that it is okay to trust him.

we had a great time.
our kid slept in the closet and we ate the best continental breakfast ever served. i found out that scott doesn't like it when i suggest taking bananas with us for snacks during the day and that not all restaurants have baby change tables for your special little one who smells really bad. we learned more about communication and what it means to love. as if i don't have the greatest little family of all.

moments together

walking, holding hands, spending moments together.
sharing life, loving each other.
doesn't get much better than that i guess.

four years

today scott and i celebrate four years of spending our lives together. four seems like an insignificance time next to the sixty years that my grandparents celebrated this past august. sixty years of sharing each others burdens and joys, that seems like forever, beautiful really, but i have not yet even reached sixty years of my own...i can hardly wait to spend that much time with scott. when scott asked me to marry him, i had only a childhood romantic idea of what life would look like with him beside me. i can honestly say, four years later that all my childhood thoughts seem to have prevailed as i can not think of another who i would rather have spent this time with. scott shares every aspect of my life with me. he doesn't even have to look any more, just smiles when a commercial comes on that he knows i am crying at. he holds me when i am upset and understands that i don't need to talk about it yet, i just need to know that he is there for me. he rolls my sleeve up out of the way when he holds my hand. he kisses me every morning with pursed lips cause he knows i hate the smell of morning breath. he makes me feel like i am the most important person to him, that no one holds even a close second to me...i am honored. i am honored to stand beside a man who believes in my dreams. i am honored to stand beside a man who allows me to dream and feel passionate. i am honored to share my life with a man who not only lets me share my heart, but holds my hand and sturdies me as i stand on my soap box. i am honored to call scott my husband...i love him. i love him for making me enjoy a burger at macdonald's every once in a while. i love him for not caring that i think his hair looks ugly long. i love him for being such a wonderful dad. i love him because he cares about our family. i love him because he loves me...and he loves me well. he truly and honestly loves me well. he loves me in a way that demands i love him back. i can say that i have fallen in love with scott daily for the past four years. and i can honestly say that i look forward to, with anticipation, to the next fifty six. i said in my vows that i would walk beside scott, not in front of him and therefore leave him, nor behind him so that i may be left, but beside him hand in hand, together with our God. we continue, with our God to share our love and our life. and i am excited. "if i had known i would get to spend the rest of my life with you, i would have started the rest of my life much sooner." quoted from the card i found for my love, my friend, my soul mate, my husband. i love you.

21 pictures

happy thanksgiving.
happy birthday to nana and uncle thayne.
happy "harvest" time (thats for my dad).

lots of pictures for you auntie joan!

hello, (this is sophie talking)...i wanted to share some pictures of fall time and thanksgiving. first off, my mom makes me sit in this wagon cause she thinks i look cute, and for the most part i like it to, but common mom, stop taking my picture all the time.

next, some good times in the bath tub with my fun friend charlee, there were so many toys..but we both wanted the star

a walk in the leaves with mom and dad (in my carriage outfit from nana)

and finally, some pictures of the pumpkin patch that mom, dad, nana and i went to on nana's birthday.
this is nana and mom showing me the goats.

this is mom scolding the goat cause it wasn't very nice to the other one...she was saying something about being kind to others and stuff...


pigs... pumpkin good times with my family...crazy as they are.

i also got to have dinner with my grandma and auntie chelsea and uncle scotty, i had lots of fun at their house. grandma walked around and around and around with me until her back hurt and chelsea made the best caramel apples ever.

thanks all for sharing in my memories.
love sophie.

fall

fall is my favorite time of year.


the cold air with the fresh smell of rain heightened by the foliage around. the pounding of rain drops on the leaves and roof tops, the sound ringing in your ears. sweaters that your mom knit for you (even if they are too big), with a scarf wrapped around you. a toque that falls just right on your head allowing for your hair to flip out from underneath it. perhaps it is the gentleness of our falls that permit for us to be fashionable in such a time as the season itself is full of beauty with the changing of colors. it is all we can do to keep up with it. perhaps it is the need to feel warm and bundled and the reminiscing of a homestead. the fire place going with hot chocolate waiting for you. the look alone of smoke streaming out of a chimney is enough to complete the season. i just love it, i just do, i really really do. i have my memories, i have heightened senses in such a season, i had the house with the fire on and the grate in front of it where my dad always stood warming his back. i had the mom who always made sure we were well bundled to go out and play and a warm cup of hot chocolate with mini marshmallows in it waiting for us when we got back. i had all those things. i was even married in the fall time.

today sophie and i went exploring in the trails to look at and enjoy the fall time. we looked at the leaves and talked about their colors. we saw our breath on the air. we smelt the fragrance of rain and even dreamed of jumping in puddles together one day soon. that's what i did today.