Bennett and I were out running errands the other day when the unthinkable happened—I had to stop at a red light. His previously quiet cooing in the backseat turned into a newly discovered wail. I cranked up the radio but to no avail. I sang at him, pled with the traffic light to turn green and even blew at it a few times—I saw it work in the movie “Corrina, Corrina” once. As long as the car was moving he was content. I slowly loosened my foot’s grip on the break. I started pumping that pedal for all I was worth. As the car rocked closer and closer to the white line his scream lessened slightly. This is when I happened to glance at the vehicle to my right.
The driver was a young high school aged kid in his father’s Mercedes. He was staring at me with eyebrows furrowed as though I had some massive growth coming out of my forehead. And then he revved his engine. Had I not been so flustered by the screaming child in the backseat and my growing headache, I would have laughed. I could have rolled down the window and explained the situation to the complete stranger. “Young man I do not want to race you. I am fully aware that you’re Mercedes would smoke my Kia. Can’t you see that I’m an old lady? You see I am intentionally making myself nauseas in an attempt to console the small creature in the backseat.” By the time I had fashioned the explanation of my behavior, the light had turned green, we were free, and the boy was car lengths in front of us. As our car gained momentum the child quieted and I couldn’t help but smile.
My cousin Greg once made a comment about women being horrible drivers. I was offended at the time by such a blanket statement, but this incident brought his words to my recollection. Now when I see someone driving erratically down the freeway I first look to see if they have a carseat in the vehicle with them!

Bennet Max you were blessed on July 5th 2009 in the Centerville 3rd Ward. Grandpa Scott, Dave Webb, John Barton, Ryan Jones, Kip Willis, Brother Andersen and Brother Love stood in the circle as your daddy offered the blessing. Both your dad and I were a little sad that neither of our fathers could be there but were so grateful both your grandmas were there that day.

You posed for sooo many pictures...

but grew tired of them after a while. (I can't say I blame you)


You entertained yourself by stuffing that bowtie in your mouth.

So many wonderful family members and friends came to support us. They brought yummy food and lots of hugs.

You decided the morning of the blessing that you liked the "Mute Button" binky Kaley gave you. You kept it in the entire blessing and didn't make a noise! This was a bit surprising to those of us who know you best because you have really discovered your voice over the last month.

The temperature was in the high 90's all day. We had dinner with the family and friends outside--we weren't about to cram everyone into our little apartment. I was worried about the roast being dry and everyone dying from heat exhaustion.

The minute we got outside we stripped you down to shirt and pants. You would have preferred spending the day in the buff.
Your dad and I were worn out by 7:30. As the 3 of us lay in bed, the day's events ran over and over in my head. Did I just ramble when I bore my testimony? Did everyone get enough to eat? Why did I wear a black shirt in July!? As dad snored quietly next to us on the bed, you and I had a good talk. You smiled, talked, and I even got a laugh out of you. In those moments your innocence reminded me that the day was not about insecurities, food, or inadequate testimonies. This day was in honor of a little man that has completely transformed our lives for the better. A boy who is currently mesmerized by hands, his toes, the blow dryer and the sound of his own voice. July 5th was a chance to thank my Heavenly Father for the absolutely perfect being He is entrusting us with. Thank you Bennett Max for letting me be your mother.

Luke was in St George last week introducing some radiology changes to the hospitals down there, so Ben and I spent the week in Ephraim. This was the first time we had been away from each other for an entire week and needless to say we were happy to see each other come Friday! My coworkers threw Bennett a baby shower a couple of days prior and along with some amazing gifts I think this is where he found his first cold. I guess that's the risk you take when you work with a bunch of germ infested medical staff. :) It was sooo nice to be in Ephraim as Bennett and I passed a cold back and forth because grandma waited on us hand and foot. Bennett really discovered his hands this week and once he grabs hold, everything goes into his mouth. He is really interested in the sound plastic grocery bags make but just an FYI I don't let him play with them. (No need to call DCFS to my social work friends!) It has been so fun to watch him learn new things. Prior to this week around 2 p.m. each day I found myself counting down the hours 'til Luke would be home-- pathetic I know, but I kinda like him. Now I start around noon-- only 5 more hours to go!

Luke created this blog the day after we brought Bennett home from the hospital. He has been encouraging me to add to it since that time. I must admit this is the first time I have been on here. I have avoided the "blogging world" for the same reasons I am not a religious journal writer. Here they are in no particular order:

1) Laziness
2) Fear of others discovering my innermost secrets, leaving me vulnerable and exposed :)
3) What is worthy of a post?
4) Should I have a blog if I have no family out of state to keep in touch with?
5) Is the purpose of blogs to brag about perfect children? If so, can I also include cute things my cat does?


I figure if nothing else I get to be nosy and look at other peoples' cute pictures and children! AND so with this lloonngg explanation I hesitantly enter the world of the blog. With this being said, read the following postings at your own risk :) ~Becca

This beautiful boy came into our lives at 6:20 pm Thursday night the 12th of March, 2009.

It is impossible to explain the true gift of bringing life into this world. Although we have had our difficulties starting a family, we can finally say that this little man was definitely worth the wait, tears, fasting, breakdowns and so much more! He has already introduced us to sleepless nights, yet we love when he cries, wiggles, and even poops. We have only had him for four short days but we cant get enough of his wonderful spirit.

We are so thankful for the support that our families and friends. Including
Erin (aka Enna Kate) and the cute decorations that made it real exciting to come home. What a surprise.

Mom's have been extremely wonderful and we owe lots to them for the great service they have rendered to us. In summary, we feel truly blessed and grateful!