My Little Phelpers

ha ha ha ha. Loud and long and clear… he loves to laugh. he he he he. It’s getting worse every year!

* The first 25 seconds are the best. Feel free to stop watching after that.

525,600 minutes, 8,544 hours, 365 days, 52 weeks, 12 months; Its amazing how much of a difference a year can make.

Just a year ago:

I had just come home from girls camp. I was serving in the Young Women’s in our ward in Orem.

I worked at HSPS, and our new Director of Marketing had just rearranged the department a bit and assigned a new manager over the graphic designers.

Bryan and I had taken a month of time off from having a baby, and were getting ready to start again, hoping it would work this time.

Now:

Bryan and I are serving in the Nursery in our new ward in Saratoga Springs.

I quit my job at HSPS and am now a full-time mom. I’m also getting ready to start babysitting my friend’s sweet little girl.

And most important of all, we have our sweet baby!

Sometimes a year doesn’t seem like that much time, but it’s amazing how much my life has changed.

Change is good.

Our 4th of July celebration included a celebration of our Sweet Baby James. On the 4th of July we celebrated and officially gave James his name and blessing.

His Name: James Edward Phelps

His Blessing: Beautiful.

I am so thankful for a wonderful husband who holds and honors the Priesthood and was able to give our baby a blessing. It was a wonderful blessing. And I am also thankful for the other wonderful men in our lives that were able to share in the special blessing.

Of course after the blessing we celebrated with food, friends and family.

James was passed around to everyone! By the end of the day all he wanted to do was be all alone on the floor by himself with no one bothering him. (I tried to get pictures with James and everyone who came, but he wasn’t too happy about that, and some of our family snuck out before we could get pictures. Oh well.)

Thank you to everyone who came and celebrated with us. It was a beautiful day.