Edwards Haps and Mishaps

Aunt Kelsey had a little photo shoot with Preston before church on Sunday. She actually captured a few smiles! I’m not sure what the ghostly blur is on most of these pictures (there are a few more in our webshots gallery) but they are still cute. Kerstin got him this adorable miniature tie…he looks all grown up!

The other day I looked at Preston and he looked like he grew over night. He just looked bigger all of the sudden! It is almost his half birthday…next Wednesday. I remember writing all about being pregnant and wondering what he would look like and what he would be like. Now he is here…and has been here for almost half a year. It always amazes me how time seems to slip by. Being in my home ward I find myself looking at the teenagers and wanting to say, “I knew you when you were this big” (holding my hand down by my thigh) or, “I used to babysit you!” I always wondered why so many people would say that to me and now I know. It’s crazy to watch people grow. I am 24 today and I cannot believe I am this age…with a husband and a kid! Not that 24 is old, but don’t you remember being 10 or so and thinking even 16 was so far away? When I was 19 I had a roommate that was 22 and to me she was just so much older and wiser than me. Looking back I realize she was older but definitely not wiser!! (correction: my birthday was actually yesterday, the 25th. I wrote this yesterday but didn’t get it posted until today.)

Being my birthday, I just wanted to write a few traditions that we used to have for birthdays…and I would love to hear any of yours because Shaun and I need to start some birthday traditions for our family! Growing up, and still today, my dad works the graveyard shift…so he works from 12am-8am. So on his way home from work every birthday he would stop by our favorite donut shop and bring us a donut, usually with a candle in it. Mom’s friend, Aileen, would usually come over with a bouquet of balloons and we were excited if ours had candy holding it down instead of some plastic cut out. My grandma and grandpa Strazzo used to get me a jar of Claussen pickles every birthday because every time I went to their house I would eat their whole jar of pickles…but they had to be Claussen.

Birthdays are fun. I hope you all have a great day!!