Exciety Continued

I should be packing, but my baby is sleeping and I just want to look at pictures of her.

I really don't want to leave her.

But I really want to go. 

= Exciety.

How am I supposed to  leave that face?

How am I supposed to wake up without my Evie alarm clock?

I mean seriously.

My sister calls her Frodo in the mornings because her hair is so wild.

Frodo or not, she's mine and I'm going to miss her terribly.

I know I'm being dramatic about this, but I practiced about two weeks ago leaving Evie overnight (my first time) and it was HARD (understatement). It was only one night, but I just kept wishing for her chub. Ten days is a lot longer than one night. But she's 14 1/2 months and time with her Daddy is good. Plus Nick's mom and sister are coming up as well, so she'll be loved immensely while I'm gone.

But I can't leave her!!!!!!!!!!!!

The worst part is that our flight to London doesn't leave until tomorrow morning, but I have to leave in a couple hours to drive to Portland where we'll be spending the night so we don't have to get up so early. I love traveling, but I hate traveling to get to my destinations IE: I loathe airplanes, car rides (unless its with my road warrior of a hubby), boats, etc. 

I wish I could just apparate to Portland after putting my baby Frodo down for the night.

And this guy:

Gonna miss his guts. 

He's such a gem to not only let me leave, but encourage me to do so.

He always wants what is best for me which ranks pretty high in my book.

Plus he's such a Baldwin - I won't have any eye candy on my vacay. 

Okay, enough complaining. I should have titled this post: Me Complaining.

In all seriousness, I feel so blessed to be able to go on this trip. Its a rare opportunity and I honestly am so excited to go. 

Make sure you buy US Weekly next week. The cover will say something like this:

"Kardashians Take Europe with Style."

"Night Sky" Visits the Park

We headed to the Park with kids before lunch one day.

Cole insisted on wearing his "Night Sky" costume. "Night Sky" is one of Cole's superhero names. He can control the skies and weather to defeat his enemies (more on this later).

As usual, Aunt D was there to join in on the fun.

Cute kids.

Gnarly, but we love each other.

Keith did awesome. He was walking (with assistance) all over the place. 

He was happy and smiling the whole time.

This little lady loved the swing... for about two minutes.

Even Brent was able to swing by and see the kiddos.

Who doesn't belong in this photo?

Here is "Night Sky" in all his glory.

Although "Night Sky" ended up peeing his pants at the park, he looked great and had a good time.

Terrible picture of us, but hey, its all we got.

And this guy. He is eating up a storm these days!

See?

Eating like a champ.

Aaaaaaand another Smart sista photoshoot - you know you love 'em.

These two celebrated their 11th anniversary.

Props to them - they are seriously the two best people I know. 

I obviously love my sister, but I love Brent too. Sure he could fill a swimming pool with how much Coke he drinks all day, but he has been an important part of our family for a long time. 

I'm just happy that Darc and Brent have each other.

Long live "Brencee!"

Poor "Night Sky," tuckered out from a long day at the park.

When we were little kids we used to put Shea in a cardboard box and pull him all over the house. We creatively called it the "Shea Box."

Darel busted out the "Evie Box" last week.

She loved it.

Twins! (Blue shirts + blue popsicles)

I can't lie, I had a yellow popsicle before the blue one.

Darel was jealous she wasn't invited to the Blue Popsicle Party.

This needs no explanation ... or does it?

It was a fabulous week!