Is it Food Coma?

We've barely dented the leftovers but I think this is really a result of getting outside for a hike. Chris's crossfit workout for the day was stroller lunges up the switchbacks behind Red Butte Gardens.

What I'm Thankful For...

"What is your favorite memory of this past year?" Audrey asked over dinner.

Wow, how do I answer that one? My life has been turned upside-down this year - in the most amazing way!

As I turn 34 this thanksgiving day I am thankful for the passing of another fruitful year. Though it is hard to pinpoint my fondest memory, I can definitely say that the moments that stick out in the forefront of my mind revolve around Finn and Chris. I am thankful for Finn's birth and the milestones that each successive day brings. I love watching Chris interact with Finn, taking on the role of Daddy so naturally, and the smiles that spread across both of their faces when the other enters the room. I'm thankful to have had the opportunity to spend nearly the entire day in the kitchen with my mom preparing the Thanksgiving feast.

The time together was so special and the finished product was scrumptious! I'm thankful for all our family and friends near and far and so fortunate to have shared this day with a few of those of you we love.

Looking Back

First of all - sorry for not posting much in the last few days...but I'll make up for it with a long post.

Last weekend we did a lot of (never ending) house cleaning, had Chip and Audrey over for dinner, did some light shopping, and best of all - got outside to enjoy our unseasonably warm weather. We enjoyed hiking in Little Cottonwood canyon on Saturday and Big Cottonwood canyon (pictured below) on Sunday, even though Hudson had to stay behind (no dogs allowed in the Cottonwood canyons).


Speaking of looking back: We just can't believe how fast Finn is growing! The other day I looked back at the photos from shortly after his birth - and just couldn't believe it. Every day he seems to change a little - grabbing EVERYTHING, sitting up, smiling nonstop, and folding laundry (below).


OK, one more thing: last weekend I snuck away to climb with my good friend Josh. It had been quite a while since we had been out and we really enjoyed every minute. Friday night we headed out of town and arrived on the outskirts of Canyonlands National Park. Saturday we met up with some friends and climbed an amazing free-standing sandstone tower called "Moses." It was a pretty hard, long route, but we climbed well and stood on the kitchen-sized summit by early afternoon. That night we moved on to Indian Creek (about an hour south of Moab) and pushed ourselves to exhaustion on the clean, perfect cracks.