Homecoming.

DAD'S HOME! Finally! And my grandparents are here as well (surprise). Anyways I was getting teary-eyed when he first held Nolan. I'm so happy. It's good to have him back. We forgot how cheesy he is, but somehow we can't seem to live without it. The time went by really fast. And now we await to see if we'll be moving or not. I'm not sure if I really want to move. But that's the military life, right?

Other news:

My prom dress came in today and unfortunately it does NOT fit me. The bust is too small, and it's really upsetting because that dress is absolutely beautiful. So tomorrow me, my grandma, and my mom are going to go out and find another prom dress. Since prom is April 4th, there's no way my dress will be in and altered in time. I've also decided to get back in shape. It's really depressing not having things fit you the way they should or not being able to wear something because your a little pudgy in certain areas. My dad asked me if I want him to make an exercise routine... I'm really considering it. I have beach weather coming up, so it's best to get in shape now! My weight fluctuates from 130-135, but I'm not wanting to drop mad weight. I just want to get fit and get rid of extra baggage, yenno? And I figure that if I really want to pursue dance, then I need to get my endurance up. I'll be blogging more about getting in shape later.

I've also decided that I need to start taking better care of myself, as in better care for my skin and hair. And now that my dad is home I think I'll be getting more rest that I usually do. I need to eat healthier which I know is going to be a huge challenge for me, but it's for the better. So I guess you could say I'm making my New Year's Resolutions a little late this year... but as the saying goes, "better late than never."

Baby Nolan & I before picking up our dad.
Baby Nolan meeting Dad for the first time (a little sunny, haha)
They look like a new family, haha.
Dad and his "kiddos"
One of my favorite pictures.
Ew, Idk what kind of face Jesse is making.

Okay, there's a little story to these pictures. My mom and I were watching TFC and there was a segment called "A Real Man, Not a Real Man" My mom was telling Jesse to do two different poses. "A Real Man" and "Not a Real Man" Jesse seems to be a little too good at doing the "Not a Real Man" poses, and me and my mom keep giving him a hard time about it lol. ENJOY!


A REAL MAN.


NOT A REAL MAN.
These pictures are from a homecoming party that was thrown for my dad's battalion. The weather was horrible, but it wasn't raining when we got there. There was this blow-up where you could hit each other with these heavy mat-like things, and my mom was loving every second of it.


Before she started to abuse me . . .

During the abuse . . .
After the abuse . . .
Me and "Choopi" (that's the nickname I gave him)
My everything, my world, my heart&soul.
His smile always gets me through the day; I love him so much.




<3Jaimie

P.S. My dress is getting fixed(: This is what it looks like, btw.