Christmas

This Christmas James, Ezra and I were invited by our friends and neighbors, the Williamson's, to join them and their family in Bear Lake. We were so excited to be with more people for the holidays! We had a blast with them too and couldn't be more greatful for the invite. Christmas morning was more exciting for me than I think it was for anyone else. I just love Christmas morning. Playing Santa was definitely different than anticipating Santa, but it's fun to create that joy for Ezra. He first ran right to his horse and camped there for most of the morning. He did get off to open every present which was so exciting to him. He didn't seem to care what was wrapped, but rather the fact that something was wrapped and he could rip it.

This is Ezra's horse that can hook up to the TV like a video game for him to ride and play. He loves it. I need to get a video of him because he doesn't just ride, he has to spaz out while he jumps and turns. So weird, but so my child.

He also got a Mr. Potato Head because I think they are a "must" for any kid. He didn't like it much until we brought it home and he started realizing how cool it is to take off a face.

I was pretty excited about this hopper ball, but Ezra still doesn't get the point. He likes to carry it and then throw it.

Mega Bloks. The other day James locked himself in Ezra's room and he told me to occupy him because James wanted to be able to build something without Ezra knocking it over (which he thinks is the point of Mega Bloks). I did this thinking James was building it for Ezra to destroy, but when I realized he just wanted to play, I released the bundle of destruction and told him to take over. Silly daddy, Mega Bloks are for kids.

And with everything he got he couldn't forget about his horse. In between each present he kept going back to it. Maybe next year we'll just buy him a real horse; or perhaps just one really exciting toy instead of so many only kind of exciting toys. Then again, maybe we'll just leave the exciting ones up to Grandmas. They seem to get it better than mommy.

Kami got a gun for Christmas, so we HAD to take it out to give it a try. Neither of us were very good at aiming, but it was fun nonetheless.

What you can't see is that I was aiming at James trying to convince him to give me a bigger budget for Ezra next year so I don't go over like I did this year. He's okay, he surrendered and no shots were fired until he was out of range. (No one was injured in the making of this photograph)

Our friends have a horse and they didn't even charge us to ride it! He's a really good horse and Ezra was very content riding him.

Ezra seemed to enjoy riding on the horse. He got sad every time we took him off and when we had to go inside. I think I could just ride horses all day if I had the chance and a comfy saddle.

For New Years/my Birthday James had to work, but Ezra and I still had some adventures. We spent time yet again with the Williamson's at their party playing games and eating yummies. The power only went out like 3 times, so all in all it was a great New Years/ Birthday!

Anywhoosier... Sorry it's so late. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!

That Tressler Boy

He sure knows how to melt my heart. There is nothing more fun and rewarding to me than being a mommy. As this semester is coming to an end, I should be doing final projects and studying for finals, but I can't seem to take my attention away from this one year old package of heaven. I have learned that the only thing I need to do to get Ezra to show me affection and appreciate me is to give him my time and attention.

Every time I play with him he hugs me and kisses me in between each airplane ride or each horse crash or each song we sing.

I wish everyone could laugh the way Ezra laughs and love the way he loves. Of course I am bias and I want it to be known that I do not think I have the most perfect baby. I just feel so blessed to be trusted with one of Heavenly Father's children.

Being Ezra's mommy means so much more than the default diaper changer or bath giver or vomit cleaner-upper. Being Ezra's mommy means being an arms reach away from the most joyous piece of heaven I could ever imagine.

Everything inside of me comes together to love this little boy. I am so amazed at how much love James and I both feel for him and how much it just keeps growing. So often James and I just look at each other and make that puppy dog look that doesn't make much sense to anyone else, but to each other it means (as cliche as it is), "Words could never be enough to express how much love we feel for Tressler Boy. What would we ever do without him?" Having a family makes the love between a husband and wife grow in the most unique of ways. I love James more because we both share the sweetest love for Ezra and I really don't think words could ever come close to describing such a love.

If you are a parent, you know and if you aren't, you will know and then you will think back to this post and you won't think I'm so obsessed with my baby because it will all make sense eventually.