Snapshots and video from a typical outing in Park City with my little pooper. I promise my teeth aren't that slanted. And I promise he's faster and more furious in person on that little bike. Yes, my husband is wearing an Elmo shirt.
The weather is still gorgeous and unbelievable here. Things in my heart have felt much more peaceful the past few weeks.--not as many storms. We finally bought a car (huge relief!), Peter is throwing less tantrums, Vic and I are in a good place, and I'm really, really enjoying motherhood. I need to document these feelings so that when the urge to run away and throw in the towel comes marching in, I can remember the good times.