Pictures to Remember Intro.

Tonight, I had to send Christine's Young Women's leader some pictures of her, at my mom's request. I had taken some really really good ones of her, and they wanted those sent to her, for a project they're doing. Looking through those pictures, I realize, if I am going to use this blog as a journal of sorts, I should maybe write about the memories of these pictures. And, if anyone knows me, they know that my pictures are the most important material possession I have. So I figured, maybe each week, I would pick 5 pictures or 4 pictures, or whatever I choose, and write about the memory I have of that picture, and when it was taken.

I don't know if anyone wants to know the memories of these pictures, but I'm sure, when we have this blog printed out, it would be fun for my kids to know the memories. I am such a snoop, I would love to read people's memories of pictures. Reasons why they took them, or feelings behind them.

So here goes:

December 29, 2002

I took Allan to Salt Lake City for his birthday. We weren't married yet, I was just getting back into the church, and neither one of us had been to Salt Lake City. Weird, we're Mormon, and hadn't been there. HA! I took him to see a show there, and this was us right before the show. This was the night I, for sure, wanted to marry him. I learned a lot about the church that weekend, and was greatful for it, but I learned more about him that weekend, and I loved the amazing man that he was. Now I love the amazing man, and father he is. I had no idea, that night, the things we would go through as a married couple, and where we would end up.
I love him.

Thanksgiving, 2003

This was my very first visit to the St. George temple. I knew I would get back there and marry Allan. I could feel the calmness walking around the grounds. I remember us singing "Once Upon a Dream" (Badly) as we were walking around the grounds.

March 26, 2004

This was the day we got married. Besides this day being special because that's the day we got married, but this is also the day that Allan's grandparents, Allan and Marie Laidlaw, celebrated their 50th Anniversary. It was so special that they shared this day with us. They are our role models, for a happy successful marriage, and I hope that we are making them proud.

September 15, 2005

This is TC and Sarah's first meeting. I love this picture, not because of what you'd think. I love this picture because this is the start of a tradition that has never ended, and never will. TC was always the first person to see my kids, after they were born. He, without fail, no matter what time, brought me a cheeseburger and a Rootbeer. He didn't get to do that, when Taylor was born, but I know that boy was hand picked by TC. I know he was there when he was born. I could feel it more than anything that night. I love him, I miss him.

Sarah and him were the best of friends, and this was the first day of that beautiful relationship. I am teary writing about this now. I know that he is still with her, and he still watches over her.

September 17, 2005

I think this picture is so sweet. I love it, because I can see how much they look alike, sure, but how much he loves his baby girl. That love has continued, and grown much more than, I think, he ever thought it could.

November 13, 2005


I chose this picture, because it reminds me of the time that our little family was going through. I was a stay at home mom, trying to figure out what that was about, and Allan had just finished up his Bachelors degree, and was working for the government, plus, running his own business, and working for the Paris, as a concierge at night. We didn't see each other a lot, at all, sometimes just for a few hours on the weekends. So, to keep him up with what was going on with our little family, I would take random pictures of Sarah or Sarah and I, and send them to Allan, so he always knew what was going on. I would, on average, send him 15 pictures a week, maybe 2 a day, but most of the time, not every day. I'm glad that he doesn't have to work so much anymore, but he did, up until Luke was about 4 months old.