On to our next adventure...

About a month and a half ago, Trenton officially graduated from BYU-Idaho with a bachelor degree in Communications and a minor in Political Science and Spanish. Most of his family was able to make it for the ceremony, and my parents drove up for the event. Just ignore the fact that I'm 8 and 1/2 months pregnant in these pictures.



Jackson was very proud of his Dad that day.


Typical Trenton, he moved to the very end of the line, so that he was the last name read, and the last one to walk across the stage.


Trenton's family.


My parents.


Once the excitement of graduation was over, the hunt for a job really began. After getting a few different job offers, we've decided that we're heading to Denver for Trenton to open up a brand new store for a company. When we were packing everything up, Jackson had a blast in the moving truck.



He was very concerned when it came to stepping over the tiny step where the ramp connected to the truck. For his first few laps up and down the truck he'd grab mine or Trenton's hand to help him across it.


Jackson, Jordan, and I are staying with my parents for a few weeks in Utah while Trenton completes some training for his new job in Colorado, and we find a house to move into. While we've been here, Jackson can't get enough of going to the park and heading down the slides head first.



Jordan already feels the need to consume the entire couch.


The poor kid can't help but always sleep with one eye half open.