The first soccer game of the year was hilarious, Scarlett and another boy got a break away and went running off down the field, they were so intent on the ball they didn't notice it leaving the field. They continued after it, down the length of the regulation field around the goal posts and back.

Both coaches were chasing them yelling at them to stop but they weren't listening. Most of the parents were almost in tears from laughing so hard.

Scarlett's first year of Soccer went okay. She wasn't that interested in playing, normally she would do the warm up and practice but was too tired by the end of the game.

The final two games were much better, she played most of the game, she had grasped the concept of the ball being out of bounds.

Scarlett made a new friend at soccer, Kate and she is now signed up for Soccer and Ballet with her.

Our office burned down on Jan 9th 2004 .....

What a shock for my dad as he was driving into work that day, he could see an orange glow in the sky. As he got closer he was thinking wow , wonder what that it.

Suddenly he realized it wasn't just close to our office it was our office.

This is what we ended up with for 6 months, before we found a new place to move to. Not a fun experience to go through, luckily for us all of the hard drives made it through the fire, and all of the data was recovered.

Kaleb's birth story....

Wow what a busy few days this has been, I am so tired yet so so happy to have my little boy in my arms.

Kaleb Mason Evans was born at 8:37 a.m. on March 9, 2003.

The night before it was so weird Martin and I felt like we were going to the grocery store to pick up our new baby .

Its weird knowing what your having and what time he will be born.

We arrived at the hospital for 6:00 a.m., where Martin prompty went to sleep in the chair, seems very reminiscent of the day Scarlett was born, dosen't it.

The walk into the OR for me was so unreal, I was scared to death and couldn't stop shaking. With Scarlett I had been so drugged up from the demoral and epidural that I don't remember any of it, so actually having to walk into the ER was terrifying.

We had told the doctor and nurses and anyone who would listen that I get very nauceous, so I needed every thing they could use to stop it. But I guess they didn't listen, because the minute they started the spinal I started throwing up, which is no easy feat given the fact that I was frozen was chest down.

Martin was giving the job of suctioning, which I'm sure he was not impressed at. I some how doubt that on our wedding day he was thinking of what it would like to help keep his violently sick wife, who has no control her body form the neck down stop chocking to death on her own vomit.

So yet again I was not in shappy place at the birth of my child, while I definetly remember more of Kaleb being born, I was still violently ill.

I remember asking Martin if he was okay, if he looked like Scarlett.

I don't remember going back to the room, so I don't have any memory's of any ones reactions. Its weird to look at pictures of your child being weighed or in the warmer back in your room and have no memories of it.

I did come out of the fog much earlier this time, and got to enjoy my boy.

Dad brought Scarlett to the hosptial when Kaleb was about 8 hours old, she looked so big dressed in her pink leather outfit. I think she was more interested in the tubes and wires in the room than in her brother.

Luckily this time we had a private room all to ourselves, and since Kaleb was a bottle baby the nurses were more than happy to take him and feed him.

It was almost relaxing to be in the hospital for those 3 days, there was room for friends and family to visit, and I didn't have to worry about anyone else coming into the room.

Such a more pleasant experience than when Scarlett was born at the same hospital.

A letter to my daughter on her first birthday....

To My Daughter on Her First Birthday

May 18, 2002

Scarlett,

Happy First Birthday! One year ago I was holding a much smaller and more wrinkly little girl. Even though you were a new born , you had the brightness and alertness of a much older baby.

I went to Hallmark when you were 3 days old, and no one believed me that you were that young, they all thought you must be closer to 2 months. (They also told me I was nuts to be out shopping, with a 3 day old LOL)


I am amazed at how much you have grown and learned in the past year, it feels like you have always been a part of your daddy and I. Even though it has only been a year, it seems like a life time, if your father and I had a life before you, I can’t remember it.

I could go and on about the things that make you the beautiful, amusing and wonderful girl you are, the way you dance, even though you have no rhythm (which by the way you inherited from me), the way you talk to yourself non-stop, how you love for me to sing “Zoom, Zoom , Zoom were going to the moon” and how you shout out “ZOOM” right along with me. How you love to give endless smooches, complete with tons of slobber.

What I see most when I look at you , is that you are a very special girl, smart, affectionate, opinionated, stubborn, fun-loving, you have no fear of failing at anything you attempt, and of course your gorgeous eye – deep, dark black eyes, we don’t know where you got them from, but are they beautiful.

You are the child I have always dreamed of, watching you grow and learn each day is watching a miracle. Each day brings new things to laugh at and be amazed by.

My favorite time of day is first thing in the morning, I hear you beginning to stir, I hear you laughing to yourself in bed. Then I hear my favorite word of all time “Mama” “Mama”, “me up”.

I tend to go and get you and we snuggle in bed for a few minutes, you plaster my faces with smooches, you snuggle in, as I rub your back. This is one of the momemts I will always cherish.

I never would have thought that I could feel this way about anything, I had always heard about a mothers un-dying love for her child. Well you have proven that theory, I am a woman who loves her child beyond anything else, I would gladly give my place in this world for you.

As I help you to blow out your candle on your birthday cake tonight, I will probably be crying. But these will be tears of joy, tears that say thank-you too you for giving me the chance to watch you grow this past year. Tears, as I wish for you to have a long life of happiness.

You are my sweet angel girl and you know that your mama will be here for you no matter what

I love you,

Mom.