I hope you dance

What is it about music that makes even little children get this uncontrollable move to twist and jiggle their bodies?
And why is that so ridiculously fun? Have you ever noticed that people can't stop smiling when they're dancing? I'm pretty sure it is a physical impossibility. In fact, if everyone just once a day took the time to dance around their kitchen, the world would be a happier place.
Watch the video (steal some of the kid's moves) and then go get your grove on in the kitchen. You'll feel better.

I would totally date this kid.
Except I'm married.
And I would be arrested.

Meet...

Brigham Stromberg.
He has big, beautiful eyes. The most darling little nose. The tiniest perfect hands. The most soft and silky hair. And he melted my heart. Thanks for letting me steal your baby for a half hour Mindy!!

The big brother, Rykker.

And the whole adorable family.

He'll be breaking some hearts.
Trust me.

If you want your child to stop sucking her thumb...

just show her this picture.

Works like a charm.

Don't judge.

What do you do when...

you stumble upon a perfect day,

in a perfect setting,

with the perfect outfits,

the perfect children,

the perfect lighting,

and you just happen to have your perfect camera? I submit that you take pictures.

Lots and lots of pictures.

Two Year Old Awesomeness

Today we were driving home from lunch at the school with Luke when both of my girls promptly feel asleep in their car seats. After about 10 minutes of complete silence in the car, I slammed on the breaks when I got cut off by another car, and Aubrey awoke suddenly with the biggest eyes and screamed,

"I don't want to share!!
Where's Daddy? Oh, nooooo!
We should have popsicles!"

And then she instantly closed her eyes and fell back asleep.

I almost got in an accident I was laughing so hard.
Oh, the things that go on inside a two year old's head.

When Life Gives You...

pebbles,

throw them in the pond.
When life gives you a Farmer's Market,
eat a whole bag of Kettle Korn.

When life (or a really short-sighted mom) gives you a paintbrush,
Paint.
(Quickly - before she takes it away)

When life gives you a tunnel,
Run through it while screaming.

And when life gives you a rainstorm in summer,
Dance in it with your dad.

The Awkward, the Even More Awkward, and the Truly Wonderful

This week's episode of "The Good..." is a tribute to my loving and devoted husband on our 4th Anniversary. I never knew four years could fly by so fast and yet seem like such a lifetime ago.

Girls, you know how you fantasize about your wedding your whole life (you did. you know you did.) and then it's over in only a few short hours? Well, here are the awkward, the even more awkward, and the truly wonderful moments of mine.

The Awkward
My brother, Brad was our "DJ" - if standing on the stage and trying to look cool counts as being a DJ. (Just kidding, Brad.)
Well, right as we were wrapping things up and preparing to make a run for it, my brother announces that everyone should head outside if they want to see us off, and then says,
"Congratulations Adam and Ashley!!!....
and....
Luke."
(Adam was my long-time boyfriend all through high school.)

Classic.

The Even More Awkward
My amazing bridesmaids were so thoughtful and decorated our honeymoon suite with flowers, chocolates, and certain other things that shall remain nameless. Right before I left, my sister mentioned what number our hotel room was. But, when we went to check in that night the hotel gave us a different room number. Very concerned, I explained that the other room had been decorated especially for us and that there was some mistake. She told us that that room was registered to a "Mr. and Mrs. Lynn Webb" (who happen to be Luke's parents!!!)

Now that would have been awkward....

The Truly Wonderful
Despite the blisters on my feet, the corset that almost broke one of my ribs, the earrings that took three people to get them in, the fact that we arrived an hour late to our own luncheon, and having to make Brittany hold my dress for me while I went pee, it was one of the most magical days of my life, and more than anything else, I remember being truly happy.
I mean genuinely, I-can't-possibly-smile-any-bigger-than-this, out of my mind, happy.

Happy Anniversary, Luke.
I love you.