This is what happens when I cook meat....

Please let me in....please....could we have some?

A Halloween Recipe

Meet the lunch ladies....

They have sezzy knee highs...

And pretty beauty marks...
They have a special recipe. First take a little bit of this...

Add a little bit of this...

And you get this..."The cutest fry sauce you'll ever taste." (This "costume"-as expensive as it was-lasted for all of two seconds before he ate 1/4th of it.)

We went all out for halloween this year. :)

And for good measure, some other cute spooks...

Happy Halloween.... word.

some old family photos...

The Kofford Clan, in our Sunday best.

Oh how we love to rough-house..... First comes rough-housing, then comes.....

"I love sittin in my nakies posing for pictures."

"Man, this sittin up thing is hard work. I think I'll rest on this sign for a bit."

"What? The sign has no support! A little help here Ma?"
"You're really going to just laugh and take pictures?"
"So help me... I'm going to yoink that camera with my grubby little hands."

Abs of Steel

Look at my strength. I am a physical specimen to behold.

This six pack doesn't just get like that on its own you know.

Family Photo

JJ and I are taking our first family photo this year.....I'm thinking something along these lines.

Who knew?

So I feel like I haven't anything real "blogworthy" to write about lately. Which has gotten me thinking (a dangerous past time, I know)...who do I blog for anyway? Do I blog so other people will see how awesome my life is and wish they had my hot husband and super cute little man? I never wanted my blog to turn into one of those, mybabyisthecutestbabyandsoismysuperhothusbandandiamthebestmomandyouallshouldbejealous blogs. (Although, in all reality, I do have a super awesome husband and super awesome little man and you all should be a little jealous of that) I guess I'm going through some sort of blog identity crisis.
In an attempt to break the writers block, I am going to blog about motherhood. I know, I know many of you are thinking. "What? You've been a mother for all of two minutes and you think you know enough to blog about it?" And my answer to that is...yes. Well, what I know of motherhood anyway. :)
Disclaimer: I am in no way claiming that I am a perfect mother or that my husband is perfect or that my child is perfect. I'm not complaining either, merely observing and stating the facts. I just call it like I see it. So here are some things I have learned about motherhood, my husband, my son, and myself this summer.

-I've never been so consistently sleep deprived. I am a nurse and I understand being tired (read: nightshifts) but little did I know that May 23rd was my last night of more than 5-6 hours of sleep. Now pre-motherhood, you wouldn't want to come near me with a 39 1/2 foot pole because I was a full on Grinch (I would probably steal your Christmas too) with that little amount of sleep. But now that I'm officially in the 'hood, I think I've been blessed with a little more patience to handle stuff on less shut eye. So you can come near me with say, a 38 1/2 foot pole instead. (I only wish I looked as cute as this little bug sleeping.)
-My aunt once said, "Motherhood is just so daily." I completely agree. So much of the same old same old changing of the diapers, feeding of the babe, washing of the clothes, etc. JJ has said to me on more than one occasion, "You are feeding him again?" Yep. I'm a regular diaper changing, spit up cleaning, milk making machine. And I do it over and over again. Every. single. day. (This face makes it all worth it.)
-Who knew I would love someone SO much, SO instantly, and SO fiercely? I understand a little more of the phrase, "Mama Bear". Love that child 'o mine. (You know, nothin big, just chillin with my hand on my knee, like I do.)

-This summer I have also learned that I have, and I quote, "Quite the ACL tear." This isn't NEW news to me. A year ago I tore my ACL in a soccer game. Ironically enough I found out I was pregnant and I tore my ACL all within the same week. Busy week. The doctor told me that he wouldn't fix it until I had delivered. So...a year later...here we are. A baby and a very torn ACL. Apparently pregnancy hormones have made all my joints loosy goosy. They were surprised that I've been able to have some stability in my knee throughout my pregnancy because of how torn it was....Turns out I'm Gumby in my right knee. -Who knew that my love for my husband would grow? Its been so fun to watch JJ be a father to the little dude. Its even funner to listen to him talk to the B-meister in the shower. :) See post below for that entertainment. -Going back to work. Talk about ripping my heart out. I've been back at work for over a month and I am just now getting to the point where I don't cry when I leave. The first day back at work was just awful. I cried the whole day prior to work, on the way to work, and all through report when I got to work. (I probably made more tears than milk that day.. and that's sayin somethin!) It was rough. My respect for working mothers has grown by leaps and bounds in the last month. Good thing I have a superhotawesomehusband (que jealousy) at home to lean on and be my support or I really don't know if I could do it. F'reals. (The special child in the background is my funny nephew Taylor.)
-I've learned that I like this motherhood thing. I do love the dailyness of it all-the diaper changing, consoling, sleep deprivation, feeding, smiling, crying so hard I laugh, and laughing so hard I cry. I love watching a little person, who I helped to create, grow and learn. I love that my family now consists of three. Who knew I'd love being a mother this much? Certainly not me.

The Latest and the Greatest

What have we been up to this fine summer? Read on my friends, read on.

JJ has put in 2 sprinkling systems, started a new job (not as a cook mind you, but he can make a mean omelet), is 12 credits closer to graduation, and went on a fishing/camping trip for "school",....Its no wonder that he fell asleep under the coffee table (see post below)....

Bridger has been visiting new best friends, growing like nobody's business, enjoying morning showers with dad,

and just working on being the little stud he is.
Sadie has been busy playing fetch all day and night, still letting out the worst stinkers ever, and eating casseroles while I'm not looking, earning her the title of "the !@#$ dog!" If JJ ever doubts my love, he need only whistle and Reassurance will come bounding up the stairs to lick and fart right in his face.I have been workin on my green thumb and harvesting, planting flowers (I hope I don't grow children the way I grow flowers...they don't seem to last for me...),

trying not to look 6 months pregnant, gearing myself to go back to work (oh gosh, I get a lump in my throat just typing this) and enjoying my little family to bits and pieces. ('cept the !@#$ dog, sometimes I don't enjoy her so much...only when she eats my dinner....and toots....and barks and wakes Bridger up from a nap....and rolls in the mud puddle by the house.)

Do you see the resemblance?

Like father, .......like son I guess.When you gotta sleep, you gotta sleep. The kid works hard,...what more can I say?

Big Day

Bridger Jay turned one month old yesterday.

Big day, I know.
This is how we/he celebrated. We Koffords sure do know how to party.
Early morning, he studied up on pandas and lions.....and a little green thingy.

Ate some grub....Bridger loves my cooking.

Pooped the grub out.

Took a bath.

Told each other some jokes.

.....they were mildly humorous....

Looked all cute for a picture.Showed how many months he is.

Got tired of looking cute.

Got a little milk drunk. I submit there is nothing better than a full tummy eh buddy?
I think we'll keep him.....for at least another month. :)