Doctor Beal.

Yep.  The day finally did in fact arrive.  I thought it might not ever come.  But here it is.  The day Eric became (officially) Dr. Beal.  We are so proud of him.  Four years really have flown by.  It was so great to be back in Kirksville, see old friends and remember those first couple years of med-school.  It felt like closure.  It was good, it was sweet, it has been such a crazy adventure.  Medical school is no easy feat and Eric did it with flying colors.  Seriously could not ask for a better man, husband, father.  He has been a perfect partner through all these crazy hours and schedules and I know he is going to be such an amazing doctor.  I'm excited for him to finally be able to spread his wings and do what he does best...help others.  I adore him. :)  

I did my best to capture graduation, some of my pics are blurry and I do apologize.  

Our last drive to Kirksville.

The commencement ceremony.  I was there long enough to snap these pictures then Nixon kept me busy outside.  Little did we know he had a raging fever.  Poor boy. 

Nixon and the Dr.

Pennsylvania peeps.

Eric's parents. Bostyn is pretty excited, obviously.

Love him.

Me and my Dr. Dee.  I look freaking nasty.

Eric with his good friend and mentor, Ron Gaber.

Eric and my ex-boyfriend, Sam Sparks.  (Seriously, he was my first boyfriend, we dated in Jr. High)

Papa and Boppy.

The whole clan.  Sam took this pic, that's why it sucks. :)

My parents.  Sorry you're blurry, Dad.  I have no one to blame but myself. :(

Karen and Jeff.  Proud parents. 

The newlyweds, Garrett and Katie and poor feverish Nixon.

Eric and his friend Arindam Gosh.

It was such a great day.  I was bursting with pride and cried numerous times throughout the week.  I love this man with all my heart!! 

tennis kids.

Since we've been hanging out in Utah, Eric has been able to pick up his favorite past-time again, which is of course, tennis.  I love when he takes the time out of his day to teach them about his favorite sport. They LOVE when daddy takes them to play tennis and request it pretty much on a daily basis.  It seriously is one of my favorite things to watch and melts my wee heart. 

Speaking of Utah, I don't really ever want to leave Utah again, ever.  I can't even tell you how awesome it is to be around family again.  To be around nice people and things that I know.  I'm really not looking forward to our upcoming move and I'm trying to figure out why.  I've been excited for every move thus far.  I guess this one just kind of feels permanent.  Even though it might not be...who knows what the future holds for us.  I guess with Bostyn starting school I'm just feeling a lot of pressure to be in a good area and give her a good start to life I guess!?  And the feeling like I actually need to apply myself and be involved, make friends, ya know all that 'normal' stuff that is so hard for me.  Haha.  I'm lame.  Hoping I get over it. :)

the boppy.

First of all I just have to say that this picture makes me want to cry it's so lovely!  I love how it looks like each tulip is holding a bowl of light.  So beautiful!! I'm renting an amazing lens this week.  I never ever EVER want to give it back.  Why do all the cool lenses have to cost $2K.  There ain't nothing cool about that. 

Well, I suck at blogging lately.  Eric's Mother's Day present to me is a night all to myself.  It's been glorious so far.  I did a photo shoot, had dinner with my bestie, Shelby, and now I figured I'd do some catching up on the 'ole blogger.  I've got massive amounts of pics that need to be organized and sorted through but I think we should start with the little Boppy and her pink birthday party!  Which was actually over a month ago.  One day I will be on top of it again...I hope. 

Boppy's Birthday.

Bostyn turned 5 this year.  What?!  Seriously, when did she grow up?  Not so sure how I feel about this growing-up business.  Bostyn is all that is girl.  Soooo very girly.   Which is weird.  I don't think I was ever very girly.  She LOVES pink, LOVES princesses and by-golly that girl LOVES to play dress-up.  So when I asked her what she wanted to do for her party she said, "I want it to be a pink party, everything has to be pink."  So a pink party it was. 

We had a birthday breakfast with strawberry crepes and pink filling.  Followed by the unwrapping of the gifts.  She got a pony castle, which makes her pony collection well over 50 ponies, the girl loves ponies.  She also got the whole Rupunzel get-up complete with shoes and tiara.  We got a little out of control but it is just too much fun buying gifts for your kids, am I right?    

We had her birthday party a couple days later with all the cousins.  We had a fun time playing some fun games and eating my 10 hour birthday cake project which turned into the leaning tower of rainbow crumbles.  I can't believe how much time that sucker took and it was pretty freaking hideous I'm not going to lie.  But, I tried my best! 

(I was having a really hard time taking non-blurry pics this day...no judging.)

oh hey.

Fancy meetin you here.  I just had this overwhelming desire to tell you about my new best friend.  It's name is Afrin and I'm a total addict.  I promised myself it wouldn't happen.  And yes I feel a little bit guilty and I've got my husband Dr. breathing down my neck about it all the freaking time.  But a girl has got to breathe, am I right?  And dang it feels good.  Dang it feels good to be a gangster.

And here are my lovely children.  :)

the boy.

 the girl.

the other girl.

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Yes, that is the title of this post.  And that is exactly how I've felt for the past oh 15 or so weeks.  This pregnancy is sucking the life out of me.  House = disaster.  Children = constantly in front of the boob tube.  Showers = rare.  I'm starting to wonder what it's like to be normal or just feel like a contributing member of society.  Have I always been this way?  Ever since we've been in Utah I've been fighting the sicknesses.  First a raging sinus infection then a hackers cough for two weeks now I've got freaking allergies that are seriously killing me.  Whenever I have the urge to sneeze or cough I simultaneously have the urge to throw-up.  So it's always a surprise what will come.  Surprise surprise!!!  Today it was sneeze, cough, vomit, pee my pants...I'm talking the whole freaking bladder was emptied.  Luckily I was at home.  What a nightmare.  I'm so ready to not be preggars anymore.  Still 20 weeks.  Boo freaking HOO!  My mom rubbed my feet last night and made me a delicious dinner tonight.  I love her.  Could not survive without her.  Eric is done with medical school in 1.5 weeks!  Can't believe it's been 4 years since we started this craziness.  So proud of him for kicking A.  I adore.  So there's going to be a grab-bag of pictures posted.  Too lazy to do much commentating.    

Easter egg hunting.

Cherry Blossom stalking. 

jump jump jump.