Lots of time has gone by since I posted! We welcomed baby Liam into our family on July 2013. He was born with a cleft so it was lots... ok TONS of work at first to get him fed. We still enjoyed every second snuggling and loving on him though! We made it through the initial surgeries and he is definitely getting his food intake now! He is 15 months old already! The time has flown by. Brynn and Gavin are still the best of friends and love their baby with all their hearts. We are so incredibly blessed!

Brynn is in 2nd grade! When did that happen? She is a rock star at everything she tries. She has been doing tumbling for 4 years now and can now do back flips, ariels, round-off back hand-springs... and does cartwheels everywhere she goes (instead of walking:)). She loves soccer and has gotten quite good! This was her third year and she scored lots of points and had tons of fun doing it. She is an AWESOME reader. She reads all of the time. She is an awesome singer! I told her she needs voice lessons because she was definitely blessed with an awesome voice. She said she will do that later but will NOT sing in front of people. :) Brynn is helpful, thoughtful, kind, full of energy, sassy, smart, and an incredibly great daughter and sister!


Gavin is in preschool and LOVES it. This was his first year in soccer and he was so funny. He was a lot younger than most of the kids so, even though he is really fast, he just couldn't keep up... and could care less. He would try to catch butterflies or floaty things in the air and jog up and down the field. LOL He had fun though! He is also in tumbling and absolutely loves it. He mostly does stretches and balance and somersaults into the "pit".  He loves to ride his "easy roller". He has learned all of his sounds to his letters and is trying to put them together to form words. Gavin is HILARIOUS! He giggles almost all day long. He loves his family and is very sweet, patient, and loves to play tricks on us. He is so gentle and gives the best hugs!


Liam is a walking/slobbering ball of love! He loves to eat! He enjoys being outside. He loves to play with his brother and sister. He has been a really good baby (as they all have). He is so so SO much fun to love on and that is what we all do!


This year we have grown a TON as a family and continue to learn each day how to meet each other's needs differently and in a more patient (still need work) way. We love being together, playing games, going on walks around the park, watching movies, eating yummy dinner together each night, going to all the college football games, and just snuggling up every night to read a good book. I can not even describe in words how much I love being "the mommy" of this awesome family of mine. I LOVE IT! We are incredibly blessed and so thankful for our loving Heavenly Father whom blesses us with small and tender mercies every single day.

Years Ago...

...I was never that girl who chased boys. Most guys annoyed me (and I'm pretty sure that my best friend and I annoyed most guys). I went to great lengths to make sure I was unavailable for random dates (i.e. made sure I had a boyfriend, ran outside the apartment when they called, danced with girlfriends at dances during slow songs so that I wouldn't get asked (don't ask)). But about 10 years ago I started feeling slightly different. I remember spending Christmas feeling a little lonely. I had a dream one night that I was in a movie theater and, as I was looking across a huge crowd of people, I saw a tall boy who stood out among the rest and who had noticeably LARGE eyebrows. I woke up and told my mom about my silly dream and the tall boy with big eyebrows and then went back to school and forgot about it.

I sat at a hockey game with my friends a few weeks later... and noticed a handsome guy walking toward us. I tried to ignore the pull I immediately felt towards him. He sat down right next to us with his friends and started watching the game. He was so good looking and man alive --- those lips! I whispered to my friend, "That boy has got the nicest lips!" I was distracted, uneasy, wanting him to notice me! (My life long DON'T CHASE GUYS rule was rapidly disappearing.) I slowly started changing my position on the bench and then a few minutes later scooted to the bench below to get a better angle. My friend asked for my USU card for some reason and I noticed that when I handed it to her he perked up a little bit. I remember that we talked a tiny bit but soon the game was over and we left. I didn't think I'd see him again.

As fate would have it, I practically ran into him on my way to my business writing class the next Monday. He asked me for my phone number but didn't write it down so I sat down in class knowing he'd probably already forgotten it. Days went by and he didn't call. Three days later I lay in bed in the morning and yelled to my roommates in their bedrooms, "I wish Matt Miller would call me!" My roommate yelled back from her bed, "Somebody with that name called last night." My other roommate yelled, "I wish I had a million dollars!" .... silence........

He called again that evening and asked me out on a date for Saturday. It was the first time in my life that I recall being SO excited for a FIRST DATE. I still remember exactly what I wore and the butterflies I had when he picked me up. I was grateful that it was a group date. We went to The Mandarin Garden for dinner (never have liked most Chinese food but didn't mind). I ate off his plate and he gave me a weird look (should you not do that on a first date? oops) We went to the outdoor ice skating rink below the temple and skated around and around. He ended up holding my hand! (I soon found out that it was because he wanted to clothes line some little kids who were bugging us) Afterward, his friends asked what we wanted to do next. They asked if it was ok with Matt if we went to his parent's house to watch a movie. That seemed a little awkward to me since it was our first date but I was just so happy he held my hand that I was on cloud 9 and just going with the flow. We picked up a movie at Hastings (The Glass House... booo) and went up and watched it at his house. He held my hand again during the movie; this time with no gloves! SO ROMANTIC!!!

I came home that night and lay in my bed thinking about how magical the night was. How much I liked this boy. I had no idea why at that point but it felt right. We met up at my friend's house (he was her home teacher) that Sunday to watch the Super Bowl. We didn't actually watch the game.... I talked to him and stared at him and tried to tickle his feet. HAHAHAHA~! I know! I can't believe it myself.


(yes, this is me... I know, hard to believe ;))


Anyway, 10 years later, I really can't explain how lucky I am. We didn't really know each other very well when we got married (we dated 6 total months before getting married). I'm not sure how I lucked out in getting the perfect match for me. I don't like to talk about it a lot because I know that not everybody has a husband like mine but to celebrate 10 years I'm just going to let you all know, my man is AMAZING! He is driven. He is intelligent. He works hard at home and at work. He does the dishes every night along with the laundry. He gives me a kiss each morning before he goes to work (as I lay dead asleep in bed with rank breath). He rubs my feet and my back without being asked. He is super hot (I won't even go into that). He wakes up early on Saturday to mow the lawn/ shovel the driveway/ scrub the floors/ start on the list of home projects I have written for him.

One of the biggest joys I have had in the past 10 years is watching Matthew become and enjoy being a Daddy. Our kidos Jump For JOY when he walks in the door each night and Saturday is well known as the day "DADDY GETS TO STAY HOME ALL DAY!!!!" He takes the time with them to make them feel loved and special. He loves to get them giggling. He loves to read them stories before bedtime. He loves to give them hugs and kisses before they drift off to sleep.

I am so blessed that I can say he loves me with every fiber of his being. I can tell in the way he looks at me. I can tell in the way he serves me and always does what he knows will make me happy. He truly is my MAN. I am so grateful that I get to be married to him forever!

We have not had an "easy" marriage (Is there such a thing?). We fight. We disagree. We have had difficult, heart breaking things happen. I have sobbed my eyes out in his arms. We are SO GRATEFUL for all of these times! They have made us stronger as we have learned to make up, say sorry, find our common interests and beliefs, hold each other up and encourage each other, and especially kneel and pray to our Heavenly Father for help and peace.

I love you Matthew Miller... giant eyebrows and all. :) I am eternally grateful for our first 10 years! You are my best friend and I am yours forever. I love you always, wifey.