One year ago.

One year ago today, not only did I look like this:



...but I went to work for the last time. That's still so weird to me.

Two years ago if someone had told me that I'd be a 22 year old stay at home mom I would've told them to bite their tongue. And possibly hit them. In the face. Now I honestly can't imagine doing anything else with my life.

My little lovebug has taught me so much about life, and sometimes I think I depend on him more than he depends on me. I don't know what I did in my life to deserve this little guy but apparently I did something right.

And I'm so proud of Spencer. When I met him he was a looooser. I can say this because I married him. Duh. He had a suspended license thanks to about 11 tickets, was living with his ex-stepdad, made $8 an hour, and was doing things that I'm not even going to mention. Two and a half years later he's got his life together. He's found a career that he loves and luckily he makes really good money at it. I'm so lucky that I found him and even luckier that he put up with me.

I can't figure out how to embed the video of Landon walking but if anyone wants to see it, go here. It's sideways, dark, and Spencer's talking to his dad in the background but at least it's a video, right?