I love this guy!

First of all I know this is picture is almost a year old but it's my favorite picture ever of Jed. Second of all, I know it's not Valentines Day, or Father's Day or Jed's birthday yet but I just had to write a little bit about why I married the best husband/father in the world! So why am I on such a husband high you might ask???...well, first of all let me tell you about last weekend...Jed went to Seattle and took Cash with him (well, actually he drove to Seattle with Cody so he wouldn't have to drive by himself and Cash flew on the plane with my awesome sister-in-law Meridith to Seattle) so I could have an entire weekend to MYSELF!!!! Yes, that's right--I'm a horrible mom who absolutely loved having an entire weekend all to myself to do whatever the heck I wanted! I slept in til 10! I went to couple of movies. I shopped. I ate out at my favorite places. I'm not going to lie---it was so great! I highly recommend it to any of you moms out there. I bet I haven't slept that well in 2 years! So anyway, back to my awesome husband. As many of you know when Jed isn't working he takes care of Cash while I'm working and he does an awesome job. I seriously think he could be a stay at home dad and be awesome at it. Tonight I even came home to a roast in the crock-pot---that's right ladies---he makes dinner! So pretty much I married the best guy in the world. I love you Jedly!! And of course I can't have a post without adding a few pictures of my second favorite guy in the world...Cashy!

Take note of his dirty shirt and nice bruise on his forehead---he nailed it on the door one morning and it was just like in the cartoons when a person falls and gets an instant goose egg--poor kid. And below is a nice "cheeser" shot---I seriously don't know why he makes this face but it cracks me up. He usually does this weird sound with it too.

Crappy Christmas....literally!

It all began the Tuesday before Christmas.........the flu struck the Baadsgaard house! I was the first man down...violent puking--like the kind when your 6 years old and your mom just can't understand why how you couldn't make it 2 more steps to the toilet----yip, there's nothing like having to clean up your own puke! By the next afternoon I was feeling better but then it hit Jed, my mom, my dad and Cash full force. At one point I had one person in each bathroom puking. We had to cancel all plans and pretty much just laid around looking at eachother. On the bright side...I didn't have to cook because eating was the last thing anyone wanted to do!

By Christmas morning everyone was to the point they could at least get out of bed........for a good 30 minutes anyway---just long enough to open gifts--say a mumbled thanks and head back to bed---or the bathroom. The picture of my dad below is PRICELESS! See, we have a running joke in my family that my dad never gets excited about any gift, he just says "oh thanks, that's really neat." About a year ago he came to visit and was telling me that he had seen the coolest thing in the skymall magazine.....a brownie pan that has little dividers in it so when the brownies are cooked they are all edges (I hope that makes sense) so I actually found it on Amazon and ordered it for him but the best part was he actually got excited----like for real excited when he opened it-----I can only imagine the level of excitement he would have had if he wasn't sick!

Here's a picture of Jed modeling his new sunglasses......I HATE buying for Jed---he's so hard to buy for and he usually returns everything I get him....in fact he just flew out to Austin today and his nice new pen I got him and sunglasses are sitting on the desk in the office.....which means...they'll be going back. Below is a picture of Cash modeling his jack-o-latern grin (I'm not sure how I got this shot) I just wish you could see the top of his mouth. One top tooth and fang are coming in---it's safe to say he's in an "akward" stage right now. Let me just tell you.....the flu + teething = very cranky baby and no sleep for mom. Well, my mom and Cash are barely feeling better and I have now stollen the title of "worst Christmas ever!" away from Maile. (inside family joke---but one of those "jokes" that's not really that funny)!