Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving is always an enjoyable time. A day to relax and visit with family and eat really great food. Can it get any better than that? We were in charge of bringing the dinner rolls and Landon wanted to make them the day of "because they are better fresh". I couldn't agree more only he wouldn't have given himself enough time. Luckily his wonderful wife started them at 7am so that when he made it up stairs by 9 they were ready to be rolled out. Everyone loved them and I still owe them the recipe:) The day was spent out at Landon's grandma & grandpa Carman's, we love our visits there. Thatcher really liked the stuffing, potatoes and green beans until he saw the apples and then that is all he wanted. Uncle Chad was really obsessed with his passion fruit punch and the rest of us dove into black friday shopping adds. Nothing grabbed my interest this year and so we didn't venture out with the 5am crazies we sauntered in around 10. It's nice to have all shopping out of the way and just get to focus on all the goody making and decorating. Now we just need visitors, so come over.


Thanks for these great pictures Granpa Lybbert!

Is he just not so so cute. He has taken a few steps, should be walking by Christmas.

Just Keep Packen It In

The Weeks Following

This month has been very busy. After Grandma's passing we traveled to Nephi Utah one weekend for her graveside service and burial and then the following weekend to Seattle for the funeral. We have been tired and poor Thatcher hates getting in his car seat for any reason now even the quick mile jaunt to my friends house whom I walk with everyday. Anyway he doesn't realize the trip will be a quick one he's just in protest for any length in the car seat; who knows it may stretch into 8 hours.
He has been getting more defiant lately, actually since Daddy buzzed his hair short hmmm... oooh my baby's growing up and starting to growl at me! So cute really. He has started to wrinkle his nose at everything, I think it's his new smile. He has finally started getting his second bottom tooth but barely. Since I'm still nursing I totally don't mind. Last week he started balling his right hand into a fist while crawling on carpet, as soon as he crawls to the wood or tile floor it's flat again. A bit strange and his poor knuckles on his right hand are all chapped and rug burned-it looks ouchy.
All in all he is quite the character and much to my amazement he will be one in like 6 weeks. He's not walking yet but stands alone and is so strong he pulls himself up on the piano and organ benches. This may have been a fluke but he got out of his crib somehow this week. I think he fell out but hasn't done it since.


I know it may be a strange place for a family picture but all of Great Grandpa Dan(Davis) and Great Grandma Daveda's descendants whom were present gathered around their graves. My Dad said his grandfather (Dan) passed away when he was 17. Funerals are a sweet sorrow. Grandma Enid will be missed but it was also wonderful to see relatives that we haven't seen for a time yet love so very much. So thanks Grandma for bringing us all back together. Later that day we toured around little Nephi Utah and visited the houses our grandparents grew up in and the war memorial our relatives are all honored at. It was cool.

This was us at Grandma's graveside. Mount Nebo is an appropriate back drop, behind the tree. A place grandma spoke fondly of in her youth. I particularly remember her talking about a "hobo hike" with her seminary class.

Thatcher found time to play in the leaves.

Enid Georgia Howarth Davis

My dear sweet Grandmother (Gram) past away at the age of 90 on Sunday October 26th. She will be missed but I know she is in a better place among family and cherished friends. Grandma once told me "I'm getting so old my friends are going to think I didn't make it!" Speaking of her friends that have already past on to heaven. Silly Gram, as if this wonderful sweet woman would go anywhere else but heaven.



Gram always spoke fondly of her years of service as a public health nurse. We grandchildren have fond memories of her telling us stories as her years as a public health nurse. Particularly those that she could never quite finish as she giggled her way to the end. She had a wonderful sense of humor and a quick whit. She could always get all of us in stitches of laughter.

Happy Halloween!

...and Toto too
Dorothy and Toto


If I only had a brainToto and Scarecrow


...we're off to see the Wizard the wonderful Wizard of Oz...Dorothy, Scarecrow, Tin man, Wicked Witch of the West, Toto and a Dental Hygienist?haha


Toto in a candy coma?Nah, just wiped out from 2 1/2 hours of trick-or-treating. Sleep little pup, sleep.


It was a really fun evening, the kids got Thatcher to make ghostly noises and he was very chatty the entire night. He really seemed to enjoy the whole Hallo-weening experience and so did the rest of us.

Weekend in Canada

Last weekend we decided to take a trip up to Cranbrook and visit Brent and his family before the snow starts to fly. Thatcher had a wonderful time with his cousins and loved all the new toys to play with! We went to the park and played despite the chilly wind and that night went swimming at the local indoor pool. They also took us on a hike to a beautiful waterfall that was also home to old mine tunnels. It was a very enjoyable trip, we did not come home without our favorite Canadian goodies either but we can't wait to go back! Thanks Davis' we Love You!
The trolley to get us back and forth...hold on tight and watch your head.

The beautiful tamarack trees in their golden Glory made for a picturesque hike.

Our Group at the Falls

Our little family

It's fall, you have to play in the leaves.

Thatcher and dad at the wave pool. Almost like the beach.

Thatcher's solo slide...whee! ok he looks a bit terrified.

My Tooth!!!

Thatchers first tooth finally broke through the gums last thursday and this is just moments after he discovered it with his tongue. Now he plays with it all the time.

Oreo Cookie?

At first glance you might be thinking Oreo cookie. Then you might think "what is Briett thinking he's only nine months old why is she feeding him cookies" but as you scroll down you'll see...



...that it is finger licking good...




...dirt!

Oh come on all kids do this at one point. At least I can say this was on Grammies watch and she didn't stop him until she got some good pictures:)

9 Months Old

Thatcher, is you guessed it nine months old today. As I type my little boy is a sleep on my shoulder. Ah how I love my cuddle times with my son. When he's awake and I'm holding him he must face out. He is on the move, always busy, always learning. I really should pick up on this trait of his. I'm serious, I don't know everything. Yet some days I'm pretty sure I don't learn anything new and being that I'm at home a lot more these days I may have to search a little deeper to find that new thing. It may not be as simple as the toilet paper whirling around making a pile on the floor or the taste of the newspaper and every other inedible object I can get my hands on. It may be a new word or recipe or a how to, but somehow I must keep myself learning.
I do learn the new things that Thatcher is learning: He is obsessed with waving. No matter what he is doing, he will pause and wave and continue on with the task at hand. He even wakes up (eyes not yet open) waving. It's totally cute to watch, it's almost like a nerves tick, somewhat unconscious. He still smiles in his sleep, probably thinking of all the fun he and I have. Oh come on, let me think that! He is starting to be quite the chatter box (until the video camera comes out and then he's mute). You know the baby babble only it's more enunciated and has voice fluctuation and tone differences. So I go ahead and carry on conversations with him, it's quite fun and he loves it...I wonder what I'm saying?
He laughs hard and loud when I tickle him. He loves watching his shadow or any shadow for that matter. He tries to grab at the beam the flash light makes. He loves it when people come home or come over (especially family) he gets so excited to see somebody, anybody but mom. He loves to see me to, he just gets to all day. So when daddy, poca or grammy come home he wants to crawl right to them and crawl up their leg to be picked up. O and one more he just delights in looking at pictures of himself, he just thinks it's the coolest thing and gets quite the kick out of it.
What else can I say, he is a joy. I love it when he sleeps but I can't wait for him to wake up! I adore my little boy, he is a sweet, sweet guy.

Happy Fall!

I love this time of year. Change in season, the crisp cool air, vibrant colors and spectacular views. Take a deep breath and enjoy the beauty.