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grandma larsen turned 84

and i didn’t get a picture with her before my camera died, dag nab.

dear grandma,

you are the strongest person that i have ever known.
i especially enjoy doing your hair, and taking you to the grocery store.
there is nothing more precious than way that jonah climbs up on your lap
and listens while you sing his favorite nursery rhymes.
thank you for teaching me honesty, kindness, and strength.
i will never forget the first time i heard you swear,
when you picked me up from school in 4th grade because i had strep throat,
or the first time you held jonah and three little tears rolled down your cheek.
you are the perfect grandma

and i love you.

– – ginger
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plenty of photos at our home away from home













my family and i, we are a little bit in love with weekend getaways to st george.

this trip, jonah had us convinced that he knew exactly where we were going. or maybe he’s just real good at being friends with his car seat, because he man-handled that drive without blinking an eye.

lucky him, his birthday is right around the corner, and he’s finally getting a big boy car seat! but please don’t tell, it’s a surprise.

mo had a volleyball tournament down there, and came home with the gold in her bracket. she’s so fun to watch. jonah enjoyed charging the court when timeout was called. so cliche, but i don’t really remember life before he could walk. keeps me on my toes that’s for sure. just like his papa, grandpa, aunts, uncles, gramma, and mama, he is content at the gym watching any kind sport.

we were smart and had gramma bring the portable-crib this time. it assisted us in achieving our no falling off the bed goal. and after last trip, this was a big deal! we also watched the fireworks from the temple, and snuck down to visit canes, britt, greg + rowgan.

something about the permanent warm weather, freshly trimmed grass on the golf course, eating at inn-n-out when i don’t even like hamburgers, and having absolutely nothing planned puts me on cloud nine.

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our anniversary

two years
eleven days
five iphones
three cars
an awkward mirror picture
two countries
and one baby later.

we are still wed. still happy. and way more in love than jef and emily.
(i’m sorry that was a lame analogy, but it’s true)

if it’s not obvious,
i married up. way up.
there is not a more perfect man in this world for me.
our life together just keeps getting better and better.

i love you jonboy.

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naughty in the potty

most days, jonboy is in the dog house because
he forgets to put the toilet seat down in his bathroom.
trust me when i say that i always remember to put mine down.
 i have seen the havoc jonah can wreak in the potty, and seriously
 
 I  a l w a y s  put mine down.
 
but i bet you’d guess that it wasn’t all kicks and giggles when mr jp
decided to give his papa’s phone a nice little afternoon swirly in his mama’s toilet.
that naughty little bounder, got us both in big fat trouble.
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our gymnastics team is the bees knees

and “aly raisman’s awesome parents” is an understatement.
this is too good.
ky + i could not stop laughing.
i never want to forget this. ever.
so impressed with our team,
we deserved that gold from day numero uno.
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a recipe from me to you

we have been busy.
busy and in control.
aka: the good kind of busy.
a form of busy that i didn’t know existed.
here is the recipe for our busy – – –
{with seventeen ingredients in honor of seventeen olympic days, duh}
even though the last two are a dead give away
  1. we celebrated two years of wedded+ness
  2. we slept over at grandma’s two four times.
  3. we caught strep throat. {we haven’t been to the doc, that’s just what we diagnosed ourselves}
  4. we started insanity. let me spell that out for you – I N S A N I T Y – i have to lift my legs up the stairs with my hands.
  5. we taught jonah how to dance {we=kylee}
  6. we drink green smoothies in the morning for breakfast. not as in a drink to go along with my crunch berries, as in like our whole breakfast.  if you know me well, this is huge.
  7. we took the gold medal at the larsen family olympics
  8. we got a much needed couples massage
  9. it’s been cool enough to sleep with our windows open the past couple of days. oh happy night!
  10. my best friend is in love love love, and it’s never looked better on someone.
  11. we went to the zoo
  12. we committed to a family triathlon. i’m positive i’ll drown or back out before it gets here.
  13. i have been dabbling in design and i kinda like it.  keyword :: dabbling
  14. jonah can C L I M B. and not up the rock wall! on the couch and up to my desk. game over, ma’
  15. girls camp is next week. my first time going as a leader. pure excitement brewing in my blood
  16. i’m obsessed with my husband.
  17. i’m obsessed with my son.
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i want to be a good friend

i need to brag for just a minute.

about my friends. they are the best. probably the best friends ever made.
including all of those in my ward. in my family. in my young women. in my neighborhood. in heaven. and even in my head. {aka the pals i have met through blogging or instagram or some other source via the www}
you know who you are.

i’ve always known how important it is to be a good friend, but i will shamefully admit that growing up, i was the annoying friend who placed her boycrush before her friends. immature and selfish, i know. it’s actually kind of hard for me to admit, but i know it’s true. as a result, i’ve always found myself wishing i was a better friend.


this year i set the goal. i wrote down my resolution on january 1, 2012 on the back of my complimentary napkin on our flight to hawaii. jon and i switched napkins on the count of 3. he thought i was kidding. which is kind of funny in-and-of itself because he is the best best friend in the history of being a best friend. and for a boy… that is G O O D. i’m telling you, he keeps in touch with his “cronies” weekly. not just on facebook either. we’re talking real life here. he got back from chicago two days ago where he went to his high school buddy’s wedding.
i don’t think he has logged in to facebook since before jonah was born, he misses 90% of their birthdays, and it doesn’t even matter. he is just such a good person, and i obviously had a real lesson to learn here. 


today for no particular reason, it hit me like a load of bricks.

the blessings of friendship is very real. very rewarding. and in the past 7 months, it has replaced all of the aquaintances in my life with it’s magic. i have truly tried my hardest to make it a point to nourish these friendships that are dear to my heart, and in return, i have learned so much about myself. who woulda thunk, right? i swear that’s always the case. 

one H U G E thing that i have learned in the past seven months //

{besides the fact that pinterest is the best source for incredible typography} 

to be myself. do what i love. do what makes ME happy + in return i have found {or re-found}  friendships that are very powerful, and that mean the most in my life. these people like me for me believe it or not. i am so grateful for this. i could  s c r e a m  it from my balcony.

i am happy. i am myself. i am unique. i am real. my life is real. it is beautiful. and the sun is brighter than it has ever been.

thank you dear friends for being patient and sticking by my side through the rough patches. i know that i have lots of room to grow, but please know that i am doing my best, and that i now know what it takes to be a good friend.
te ‘amo.

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bugaboo + missoni

bugaboo+missoni
this is old news, but what a bold way to snazzy up the ole’ bugaboo. 
or… 
just another item to clutter up the trunk. exactly what i need want. 
 
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love/hate relationship

i like pinterest. i really do. it is such a fantastic venue for me to organize all the wonderful things that i find on the web. however, it’s monday morning, and i cannot think of something i despise more than pinterest today.


let’s name the reasons why, shall we:


1. waste of too much precious time. when Jonah is awake i can think of all the things that i need to get done. but the minute he crashes, my little list just blows out the window when i find myself in front of the computer screen! wide-eyed, giddy, and scrolling or ipadding through about 15 pins a minute.


2. diminished self-worth. do you know how emotionally taxing it is to see so much talent in one place to remind you that you don’t have that crafting ability, that artistic knack, that fashion style, etc? it can make one want to cut her hand off and maybe set herself on fire. (not sure where that quote comes from, jon just says it all the time)


3. creativity stealer. i feel like my brain doesn’t have to be creative anymore because pinterest does the thinking for me. i liked when my brain was my center for innovation, not my pinboard. or when i come up with an idea… and find out the next day that someone else did the same thing, only their photo skills dominated, and it’s making them famous in the pinworld. 


4. uniquely un-unique. any idea that was once an original is now reproduced by the masses. i bet if you walked in to any given house you would find chevron print on pillows, rugs, curtains, lampshades, dogs. everyone on pinterest is obsessed with chevron. myself included. nothing is unique anymore. if I see someone walking down the street with a braid running around the back of her head I won’t think “wow, that’s a neat way to style your do.” instead i’ll think “sucka! you didn’t come up with that. that’s a pin job all the way.” rude, i know.


5. re-pinning. i re-pin. girl, i could beat you in a pinning contest with one hand tied behind my back and my eyes closed. there are just so many things out there that people do that I would never think of – things that would be helpful for me or interest me in the future. but, with all that re-pinning comes an endless list of things that i need “to do.” for me, the more i pin, the more overwhelmed i get. i guess i just need to give myself some perspective, and not use pinterest as my dreamboat and pin every orla kiely dress and anthropolgie chair that comes my way. 


with all that being said, i absolutely love and adore pinterest. i wouldn’t change it, i will probably never make it go away. you will probably find chevron print on my pillows, the latest chicken recipe seasoned just right in my crock pot, and my hair twisted back into 3 small buns. because other people do have awesome ideas. and i’m probably just jealous i didn’t think of it first!

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i’m kind of embarrassed


this show.
this flipping show. 
it has been consuming my every thought for the past 24 hours.
brittany and i had a slumber party a couple of nights ago and she introduced me.
i.cannot.stop. 
like, i’ve never been so into a tv show in my entire life.
i’m going to have nightmares for weeks.
ky’s  f i n a l l y  home and ever so guiltfully sharing the addiction.
hook line and sinker after the first five minutes.
happy rainy and awesome saturday to us!

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health days

can i get three big woooos for jonah’s first parade? 

i’m afraid homeboy doesn’t stand a chance at normal 
blood sugar levels coming from the that parents he does. 
::
This City by Patrick Stump [Ft. Lupe Fiasco] on Grooveshark
i know it’s too late to text my mom and ask her,
but i’m pretty sure health days was the first parade that i went to as a child as well. 
kind of cool for me. 
anyways, i love this city. i will always call it home. 
it actually feels weird calling it a “city” after living in salt lake, but i love everything about it.  
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youth conference in moab







































actually a family vacation disguised as youth conference would be a little more accurate.
i absolutely adore my young women, the cute friends i serve with, and my ward.
okay, and my son. and my handsome husband of a father who happens
to be the young men presidente’ now. 
what a blessing that we both get to serve our amazing youth at the same time. i feel so lucky.
moab is unbelievably breathtakingly awesomely magically ridiculously incredible.
all that and more.
 those license plates seriously don’t do it justice.