5 Months

Today was Lizette's 5 Month birthday. We played a lot and cleaned house. Lizette is rolling everywhere. If there is something close to her she will inch her way to it and put it in her mouth. She is so different from when we took her home 5 months ago. Time has just gone by in a flash. We went to Doris' house for dinner. We had delicious tri-tip. Lizette had fun riding a tricycle with dad's help and we watched Oceans Eleven. Lizette just thinks Brad Pit is so dreamy. By the time we came home, she was all tuckered out. Then it was off to bed for her. She is such a fun little girl.



On Sunday, Lizette was able to see her boyfriend Braddock. She was trying to get his attention, but he was too busy watching Baby Einstein.

Bathing Beauty

Lizette just loves her bath. We give her a bath at least ever night and she is in heaven when she is bathing. She squeals with delight and moves her arms and lights up. A little over a month ago. Lizette was rolling over ever second of every day. Then she stopped doing it for the longest time. Now all of a sudden she remember she can roll over. Yesterday during her bath. She rolled over in her little tub. So Tyler yelled for me to come and take a picture of our little girl. We were laughing because she rolled over during her bath. Luckily we never leave her unattended in her bath and some how she looks so graceful just lying on her belly in the water. She is our little model.














Here is a picture with Lizette and some of her Barton cousins, Grandma & Grandpa Tickles, and Uncle Charlie.

5 YEARS???

So on Thursday, August 9, was our 5 Year Anniversary. I can't believe it has been five years since our wedding. It doesn't seem all that long ago, but then again we look so young in our wedding pictures. I remember that it was a really hot day. And I was miserable taking pictures, because I felt that I was sweating from every pore. And I remember that our wedding reception was just beautiful with 60 feet of food, two ice sculptures, and hundreds of plants. And the greatest thing was that we didn't have to help clean up a thing!! My cousins, and some that I am not going to name (even though Tyler and I helped with their wedding 9 months prior- It was suppose to be an outdoor reception, but it was pouring rain that day. So Tyler and I had to move everything from outside to the inside. And we were completely soak. And Tyler and I were just dating at the time, luckily Tyler helped me.) complained that they had to help clean up at our wedding. And it reminds me what comes around goes around.
Also, remember that a couple other people got married that day. They were even friends, who I am also not going to name, who copied us and got married on the same day, but just a couple of hours later. Then they decided to have a baby 2 days after us. I guess Tyler and I are trendy. Real trendy.

Time Out to Dance

This is where Tyler and I get our dance moves. We can't wait until the next wedding.

Mustachio

In honor of Flash Back Friday (Started by Valerie). I was going through some old pictures. I came across some of Tyler and his really ghetto mustache. That he thought was cool. Don't get me wrong, I think that some people can pull off a mustache aka my dad (I have never ever seen my dad without a mustache), but fortunately Tyler can't.
The story of Tyler's Ghetto Mustache began when we were in Provo, Utah. Tyler was going to school at Brigham Young University. During Tyler's last semester at BYU he had this weird lump on his upper lip. At first we thought it was an ingrown hair or something of that nature. After a couple of months, the lump was still right above his lip. I kept asking Tyler to go to the doctor to get it checked out, but he said "No, woman". One Sunday night, Tyler and I went to my cousin, Julie, and her husband's house for dinner. I asked her husband Reid (who is very nice and just happened to be a doctor) to look at Tyler's lump. So he took a looksy and told Tyler not to shave for a couple of weeks because it could be irritating the skin.
I think Tyler was secretly happy about this news. For some reason the dress code at BYU is that you can not have facial hair - i.e. beards, goatee, etc, but you can have a ghetto mustache. So Tyler grew his mustache and would wear awesome reflective aviator sunglasses. You know you are lame if you engineering teachers would make fun of your mustache during class. But Tyler didn't care, he would laugh when people would stare at his ugly mustache.
During this time, Tyler and I were also on a inter tube water polo team with some friends from our church. And we were in the finals! Cristin (my friend) and I went to scout out the team we were going to play for the finals. We overheard them talking about our team. They said quote, " We saw them play once, and they have 4 girls, 2 guys, and a guy with a mustache." You know it is a sad day when they refer to you as your own category. Cristin and I went home to tell Tyler and Erik (her husband) the conversation we overheard. Tyler then sent the team the picture above, and wrote, We will see you at the pool.
The next week we played the team and we WON the championship, and that night Tyler shaved the ghetto mustache because graduatation was a couple of days away. And I didn't want the mustache in his graduation pictures- the lump was still there. He later got it checked out when we moved to California. It was just a growth. Tyler still talks about growing back the mustache, I try to discourage it as much as possible.

I LOVE MY TOES