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Life 365 | The End

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And I definitely typed “2014” at first, I think I will get it right on the first try some time in August.

This is the final installment of Life 365 2014. Can you believe it? I’m shocked, I’m in awe, I’m platzing. We did it! At least one photo per day for a whole year. That’s three hundred sixty-five photos. To put it in perspective, that is the number of reese’s pieces I eat in one sitting.

While I am completely overjoyed that I successfully completed this year-long project, I am excited to bring it to a close to focus on new projects for 2015.

The three of us enjoyed a quiet New Year on vacation in Morro Bay, California. We did not make it until midnight because, you know, 8-month old. But we did watch a movie (Crazy, Stupid, Love) and drink some sparkling goodness.

Here are the last photos of 2014. 

TWENTY-NINE Just drinking her bottle like the OG she is. “Sup peeps.” (Mom, “OG” means original gangsta. I know you were wondering.)

THIRTY And of course, it is here we see the universal truth of all times forever and ever. Get your baby a gift, and she’ll play with the box. For hours. And eat it. 

THIRTY-ONE Happy New Year from Paul and Samantha! (Pretend that this is at midnight and not at 7:34 pm.)

Thanks for following along on my first Life 365 project! I have another idea for this year’s photo series so stay tuned.

Happy first Monday of 2015! Only 51 more to go in 2015. Okay now I’m ill. 

Life 365 | Week 52

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52! Fifty-two! Fiddy-duex! (Please don’t punch me.)

Now clearly I didn’t think this all the way through because there are only 52 weeks in a year yet somehow I have a few days left of 2014 for Life 365. Don’t worry, I will not forget about those few days, the final days, the end of days. Oh and you’re gone. 

What a week it’s been! Vacation! Can I get a woot woot? It’s been so wonderful to spend time with our families. Emma is in heaven and I am in nap mode. There is something so comforting about spending time in a real home and not in a 500 square-foot apartment. Frosted window panes… 

Okay, did anyone notice that ABC Family completely skipped the Goblet of Fire during the Harry Potter Weekend? Or did I just miss it? Any who… 

Here are last week’s photos. 

TWENTY-TWO I got my hairs cut and my eyebrows waxed. I instantly felt 20 pounds lighter. Can I get a hallelujah? 

TWENTY-THREE Twinsies! Auntie and baby making the same facial expression. Oh you two. 

TWENTY-FOUR Christmas Eve fist pump. Victory! Oh she’s just too stinkin’ adorable. 

TWENTY-FIVE I know, Christmas festivities are exhausting. Either that, or she ate too many Christmas cookies and is now in a sugar coma. You be the judge. 

TWENTY-SIX How is it possible that my little girl is looking so grown up? Someone punch me. Good thing she’s agreed to let me move away to college with her. 

TWENTY-SEVEN It has been COOOOOOLD at night here. Holy spumoni. Grandma Bev watched the wee one on Saturday night so Paul and I could go out to dinner, dancing, star gazing, and fire-starting. It was a hoot and a half.   

TWENTY-EIGHT My parents popped up to Bakersfield to say goodbye one more time. Emma has stolen hearts and taken names.

We are in Bakersfield for a couple more days before we take our New Year’s trip to somewhere. (Did I mention that Paul planned a mini-trip somewhere for us and I do not know where we are going?)

Happieeee Mernduhhh! 

(And I know you’re gone.) 

Emma's first Christmas

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Well… Emma’s first Christmas was a smash! A success! An extravaganza! A gift wrap-eating, Christmas tree-lighting, festival of merriment! Our little Emma had a wonderful time. I am still finding glitter in her every nook and cranny, but that’s another story.

She is the best Christmas gift we could have ever wished for this year. (I know, it’s a sap-fest up in here.) Time for the photos.

Well, what else do you do with the presents under the tree?

Emma wore her Christmas best for the Christmas Eve Vigil service.  

“Santa comes down the what?! Now I am going to have nightmares for the rest of ever.”

She was waiting for the baby Jesus. “WHERE HE AT?!”

OH

NO

THEY

DIDN’T. 

Oh yes we did. (You would never guess that Paul was the one to buy us these matching PJs. You can gag now. We are officially those people.)

O Christmas tree, o Christmas tree, how lovely are your branches.

(You bet that lasted 0.3 seconds. What did people do before iPhone burst mode?)

And there it goes into the mouth again. I guess wrapping paper is made of pure sugar. I’m going to find paper in her poo aren’t I?

Her favorite gift was her box full of books! She will be one well-read lady.

She was in wrapping paper heaven. Her and the cat were fighting over who got to eat all the festive ribbon. 

Merry Christmas from our little threesome to you and yours. Love,

Samantha, Emma, and Paul 

God bless us, everyone. 

The Holy Sprinkling

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On Sunday, Emma was Baptized surrounded by our friends and family. It was an incredibly special day. My sister and Paul’s best friend are her Godparents. I am so grateful that everyone was able to take some time out of their busy holiday vacations to celebrate this occasion with us. My best friends from college were able to come out too! We are blessed. 

Get ready for some sniffles. 

Oh what a day it was indeed. God is good!