Big Steve, Little Steve

First off, I'm late in coming, but I have to wish my husband a happy birthday. We have been married seven and a half years now and I have to say I thought I loved him when I married him. I didn't think that my heart could grow any bigger, but it has and it continues to grow. I have made many decisions in my life, some good, some bad. Marrying Steve was the best decision I think I ever made.

We had a simple birthday this year. One night we had pizza with the kids and opened presents. Over the weekend I took Steve shopping and made him spend his birthday money on himself. I won out and got him to buy a new white shirt. I'm very proud of myself for that one. I'm hoping I can talk him into buying a new pair of loafers to wear to work for Christmas. His are looking pretty shabby. Steve was Stephen's soccer coach this fall and we got a gift certificate to outback from all the parents. We used that one for a little date night. I forgot how much I like outback!


Soccer was stupendous this year. Steve did a great job with the kids. He was patient and fun. It was inspiring to watch all the kids on the team improve, especially with their ball handling skills.


Stephen loved having his Dad as his soccer coach. He was not the best kid on the team, but he ran hard. He improved greatly over the course of the season. Most importantly, he loved being part of the team. He loved all the kids on his team and they loved him too. He thoroughly enjoyed all the practices and games and is very enthusiastic about soccer. I have to say, I loved watching my husband and my son out on the soccer field. They did a great job.

"These things are important. . . . take pictures twice a year."

Dear Anna,
At first having you was not easy for me. I didn't want to be pregnant again. I had to give up all the excercise I like to do with my body and teaching at the gym. I wasn't sure if Daddy and I could pay for you and everything you would need, but Heavenly Father told me it was your time to come. He said it would all work out so I decided to trust him even though it wasn't easy for me. Now I watch you growing up. I watch you taking your first step. I watch you laugh and wave and give me kisses. And now I wonder why I ever doubted, why I even questioned. I love you my sweet baby. You were worth all of it and much more. Thankyou for coming to our family. Thankyou for bringing me so much joy.
Mom

Kim Greenfield recently took our family pictures. She got some beautiful shots of Anna . . . . Thanks kim.

Halloween Festivities

First off, Sorry for falling off the blogging wagon for a while. You would think I could get Halloween up faster. My photoshop program kept shutting down on me and when you get addicted to digital scrapbooking that is a HUGE bummer. Needless to say we are up and running. . . (by the way did you see the new pics? Kim Greenfield is so talented. . . much more to come!) Now onto Halloween. . .


This year the Brossards went a little bigger than usual and Mom and Dad actually dressed up. Dad was himself as Prince Charming, Mom was Cinderella, Stephen and Luke were transformers(ofcourse), and Anna was Dumbo.


Of course we had the usual festivities. Dad carved pumpkins with the kids. We decorated sugar cookies and took them to the neighbors, etc. The big change of the year, however, was deciding to start the tradition of an annual Halloween Pary with friends and their kids. It was a little crazy and a whole lot of kids, but it ended up being fun for all. Everyone was told they would not be allowed in the door without a costume. Here is some of the damage. If I don't have a picture of you or your weren't invited I'm so sorry! We had a really hard time figuring out how many people we could fit in our house. We mostly stuck with our neighborhood and joy school friends. If I could of I would have invited everyone. Sonja and Lynette kindly sent me their shots to use for this post, with all the hustle and bustle I didn't take enough pictures. See if you can guess who these rogues in vogue are. .











Are those not great costumes? How fun is that! Now, back to the party. First we gathered at our house for a potluck dinner and let the kids have costume parade and picnic out back. Then the adults left the kiddies with babysitters (yes I know I am brave to abandon my house to little crazy bodies full of sugar and adrenaline) and headed to the Marsaws for Bingo and charades. It was a little competitive (well not a little, a lot), but if you don't want to win, why play? Right? That's my motto anyway. Not really but still fun, fun. Here are some shots of the kids.



What a Halloween! I think I've finally recovered!