The Perfect Desert

Saturday night was our "Valentine's Day" if we celebrated such thing. Which apparently we don't. Anyhow it was date night for couples at the conference and Jason and I decided to make the most of it. We had reservations at the "Corn Maiden" ( the local fancy shmancy restaurant at the hotel) and got dressed up to the Nines. Anyone who knows me is aware that the only reason I eat dinner is to get to desert. So I was pretty thrilled to see what this Corn Maiden lady had in store for me. We made it through a pricey dinner that contained more meat than anyone person should consume in three sittings, let alone one. And I was on the edge of my seat as the desert cart was wheeled out. Alright I thought, this is it!!!! When to my disappointment the girl proceeded to describe the deserts. A "sugar free" fruit torte, an apple soup with something floating in it, rum cake, a small box of truffles, and creme brule. Normally given these choices I would have opted for the creme brule. But it was just this last Friday that I helped my younger brother out with a creative date idea and made him creme brule to woo a lucky young lady. I knew that I had an extra creme brule waiting for me back home in my fridge. Downtrodden, I waved her away. As a pouted I thought, Why don't they have anything with the mainstays of desert? Carmel, chocolate and nuts? Or at least a freaking cheesecake with a graham cracker crust!! Jason understands my obsession with sugar, but doesn't share it. So he wasn't quite as "crushed" as I was.
As we walked back through the hotel lobby to our room and passed the many fire places that the hotel boasts, a thought dawned on me. I had seen in the sundries shop earlier that day a 'Smores Kit for sale! Of course! 'Smores. The perfect desert! We hustled back to the room and changed clothes and purchased one of said kits. We then spent *most* of the evening cuddling by the fire, sipping coffee and making 'Smores!

"A Weekend to Remember"

This weekend Jason and I attended a marriage retreat at the Tamaya Resort The arrangements made for Jaxon were tricky, but it worked out. He stayed with us the first night and did some "Grandparent Hopping" the rest of the weekend. We definitely missed him and suffered some baby withdrawals, but it was such a revitalizing time for us. ( I won't say I minded the solid uninterrupted night's sleep either!)
My dad made it possible for us to attend the conference and stay out at the hotel. I'm so thankful for this great experience It allowed us to draw closer together as a couple and deal with the issues that get lost in the day to day grind of life. One of my favorite quotes that made me laugh was "My spouse is not my enemy." Which is something I tend to forget when sleep deprivation, hunger and any other general annoyances set it and I take things out on Jason.
The conference was through Family Life and is something I would recommend to every couple I know to help fix major problems, or just tune up your relationship.

Jaxon's first Hike

Our latest investment into Jaxon's happiness is a baby Bjorn. Today was so warm and beautiful that after church we decided to take trek up the La Luz trail into the Sandias. We took Bazil and Sydney and met up with Elliott and his dog Rico. Jax pretty much slept the whole time. Nothing new there. The dogs had tons of fun frolicking in the patches of snow that remained in the shadows, and bounded up and down the trails endlessly. It was such great day and the stunning sunset we saw on the way home only further reminded us why were so happy to be living in New Mexico.

Happy Birthday Baby!

Today is the 9th and Jax is 2 months old! Its so amazing to watch as he gets more expressive and interactive! (I can't help but want to use a lot of exclamation points in this blog, its so exciting!)

Open mouth Insert Fist

Jaxon has taken to sucking on his entire fist when he is bored. This is far more satisfying than his pacifier.

The happiest Elf

Mom Jeans

Today I picked my sister Heidi up to hang out. She looked at me and said flatly, "Your starting to dress like a mom. You used to dress much more glamorously."(Is that even a word Heidi?)
This startled me. I'm so used to being accused of over dressing for most occasions, I was caught off guard. Am I becoming one of those moms already? I took a shower and got ready as I usually do. I will admit I'm wearing a little less makeup than B.J. (Before Jaxon). And since I'm on leave, I've abandoned my usual uniform of all black. But Jaxon isn't monopolizing THAT much of my time. Is he? Will I soon be one of those moms who perpetually goes around in running suits even though, they OBVIOUSLY aren't doing much running? Will I soon buy my jeans in the "Classic" fit? High waisted and sassy?
I don't think its gotten that severe. But good. I should look like a mom. Better than running around in a halter top with a belly button ring hanging out holding my baby on my hip as I cruise the malls.