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I {heart} LA..

While the transfer of those perfect 3 embryos was definitely the highlight of our 3rd and final trip to LA (all in 8 weeks!), we also had a lot of fun while there.

They wanted us to fly in Sunday night, transfer Monday afternoon then fly out Tuesday afternoon. BUT.. I’m a little bit of an over achiever and thought, “Hey, why not fly in earlier and spend all day having FUN!!! One last hurrah before taking care of little beans for 10 months!”

SO.. we planned a CRAZY early flight, rented a car and decided to hit up Universal Studios.

But that wasn’t really enough for me, because if you are going to do something shouldn’t you do it ALL THE WAY??

May I introduce you to the “FRONT OF THE LINE PASS!!!!!”

That little tag hanging around our necks meant we simply walked on to any ride. No waiting out in the hot sun, no trying to entertain ourselves for 50, 60 or 70 minutes. We also had reserved seating at every show.

Don’t ask how much it was, just know it was worth every ounce of our sanity. (And kinda made us feel EXTRA special all day.) It was just what I needed..


After almost 10 hours at Universal Studios (and NUMEROUS times on EVERY ride. (The Simpsons ride was AWESOMEEEE!!! beeteedubs..)) We headed back to our car and had NO idea we’d be arriving at this castle of a hotel..

I couldnt think of a better place to have a little R&R after the transfer..

And the transfer was TOMORROW!!! Playing all day had kept my mind off it, but as we settled in late at night, it began to really sink in.


But not nervousness, just anticipations and excitement. I also couldn’t WAIT to see the parents.

We were thankful for late night room service, and also our very first full room service meal! (p.s. I PROMISE I had the salad.. not the pizza!)

We made sure that meal knew who was boss and settled into our castle beds.

The morning held so much for us!

I have already talked about the transfer, but left out the only picture we took at the transfer.. Me and my best friend “My Wandy.”

Man.. I was SO ready for that moment.


I was grateful the doctor didn’t ask me to be on STRICT bedrest. So we made the most of the beautiful California weather and preformed “bedrest” outside!

Anddddd… mayyyybe snuck away for one last city dinner. There is NO way we could go to Pasadena and not visit the Melting Pot. That cheese was calling me.

And really.. I walked no more than about 5 feet the whole night so it was practically bedrest! :)

And we put the hurt on that pot of cheese. (or maybe 2 pots of cheese..) But no one will tell on us. And I think the babies REALLLY liked it too!



And uh.. I probably shouldn’t leave out one itsy bitsy teeny tiny detail of our trip..
Meet our new twins.. :)

Fotofly Addiction

We have an addiction in this household…

To FotoFly Studios.

For the first time EVER. Right before Christmas, we got our FIRST family pictures.

We love them and how they turned out! We love how they captured us and our love for Miles!

And ESPECIALLY his personality!

Merry Christmas

From our family to yours.

I hope you felt as blessed as we did today.

MERRY CHRISTMAS! (or as Miles says “Merry Missmas”)

Merry Christmas 2010

Our first shovelable snow

I love the snow.

I love winter.

::ducking while you throw pitch forks::

I love that Beeza was finally able to get out there and SHOVEL! He’s been DYING to use his shovel. He carries it around the house with him constantly, finally he put it to good use!

(p.s. I totally cropped out my husband’s hat. He wears this hat that he’s had since he was 4?? maybe 5?? with a BIG ol’ pom pom on the top. It’s really funny looking, trust me. But I kinda love him for it.. pom pom and all)

I know I already talked about my love for shoveling snow, but so much more than that is my love for getting my whole family outside and spending time together.

AND.. seeing this marshmallow boy waddle around in his snow suit.

(doesn’t he look 5 feet tall in this picture? Where did our baby go?)

I wish I could give him snow so he could be this happy all the time..