The Garrison Family: Puerto Rico

Monday, February 12, 2007

Puerto Rico

Two weeks after Oktoberfest, Matt and I jumped on a plane (once again) headed west to the U.S. Since our favorite airline (and #1 rated trans-Atlantic carrier) is Singapore Air, we decided to take advantage of the opportunity to fly with them to the States and then hop down to Puerto Rico on the #1 rated Stateside carrier, Jet Blue. All the travel went well and we found ourselves in the tropical paradise of Puerto Rico at the end of the day (it was a LONG day!).

The reason we went to Puerto Rico is because my parents were there for a business trip for my dad's company, Athlon Sports. We figured we would surprise my dad by showing up. My mom was in on the surprise and pretty much helped us plan everything, so it was so great to see my dad's face when we walked into the hotel lobby while he was conducting a quick meeting with his sales guys. It was priceless. He was so confused!

We had a wonderful week in Puerto Rico, sitting on the beach, lounging by the pool, playing golf, getting spa treatments, and escorting my parents around the island while my mom was 'looking' for a vacation home. We have some really funny stories from that car trip (we almost died several times and I almost got eaten by a dog) and I don't think we'll ever let her live that one down. Aside from the random car-trips, we had a great time with my parents. The time passed way too quickly though.

On the last few days before leaving, Matt and I decided to go on a saili

ng trip out to some private islands. We were able to snorkel, have a great cooked lunch aboard the sail boat, soak in some rays, and managed to make some new friends. The picture at the top is of us with the Captain of the sailboat, "Erin Go Braugh," and his wife. The picture on the right is a picture they sent us of the sailboat. The name is Irish, which is why the sails have clovers on it!

We had a fantastic time in Puerto Rico re-integrating with each other and visiting with family. Hopefully, sometime down the road we'll get to do something like it again.

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About Us...

Matt and I met on April 14, 2001 in Glendale, Arizona. I was in college at Pepperdine University and he was in F-16 pilot training at Luke AFB. We met through my brother, Matt (Goat), who was also going through pilot training at Luke. The two Matts met their freshman year at the Air Force Academy where they were assigned to the same squadron and lived next door to one another. Despite Matt being friends with my brother since 1995, we had never met one another before 2001. I fell in love with Matt at first sight and he fell in love with me shortly thereafter. We were married on October 4, 2003 in the Cadet Chapel at the U.S. Air Force Academy-it seemed only fitting. God has blessed us with almost 5 busy, exciting, and wonderful years of marriage. In that time, we have lived in 3 states, 2 countries, run in over 20 races (combined) in 6 different countries and 5 different states, traveled to almost 30 different countries, and have have been blessed with the most precious and beautiful little girls.

Ava Holt was born at 3:05 AM on November 1, 2007. At 2 weeks early, she weighed in at 7 pounds, 11.4 ounces and was 20 inches long. Ava Holt is a dramatic yet easy going little soul. She loves attention and is always happy. She is incredibly observant, freakishly strong, very independent, and a very fast learner. Her curiosity fuels her day, as she fills her hours getting into anything and everything under 5 feet in height. As much as she loves me, she loves her Daddy even more. She is the epitome of a 'Daddy's Girl' and the highlight of her day is when Matt gets home and she gets to perform, laugh, and squeal for him. Then, when her Daddy gets in her way, her favorite person in the world is her baby sister, Myla Grace. From the moment she met Myla Grace at the hospital on the day we came home from the hospital, she was smitten. There wasn't a jealous bone in her body, only pure love. We are beyond blessed to have the miracle of Ava Holt in our lives. Oh, and did I mention that 'You Are My Sunshine' is her FAVORITE song? The apple didn't fall far from the tree, as it's mine too.

Sweet Myla Grace was born at 5:04 PM on December 2, 2009. At 3 weeks early, she weighed in at 7 lbs, 0.4 ounces and was 19 inches long. Myla Grace is so disgustingly sweet. She is our cuddly little one who prefers to be carried and or held when at all possible. While sweet and cuddly, she also loves to destroy, dismantle, and disassemble most things within her reach...all while flashing the most precious of smiles. And through all of her sweetness, she has the uncanny ability to make you laugh all day long. Maybe it's the mullet she's had since birth, the gummy grin (which is starting to blossom with teeth), or her serious smirks, but whatever it is, we can't get enough. Although Myla Grace was a complete surprise, we can't imagine life without her. She is absolutely Ava's little buddy (whom Ava affectionately calls, 'the little one,' 'Mywa Grace,' and 'Mah-la.'), Amy's cuddle bug, Matt's giggling partner, and the most beautiful little blessing.

Harper Lee was born at 3:28 PM on May 31, 2013. Also arriving 3 weeks early, Harper weighed in at a hefty 6 lbs, 15 ounces and was 19.5 inches long. From the moment she entered this world, Harper has been the happiest, calmest, smiley-est {if that's even a word}, sweetest, and easiest baby we've ever had. She NEVER cries and is so incredibly easy going...to the point that I thought something was wrong with her. And unlike her big sisters, Harper has always been on the tiny side of small. After several rounds of tests when she was 6-months old to make sure she didn't have any development or growth problems, the Doctors came to the conclusion that she is just going to be "petite." So despite being in the 5th percentile for her age, our precious Harper girl is absolutely perfect as the tiny little package that she is. Oh, and did I mention that she is the BEST eater in our family? This sweet girl can mow through food like a 10yr old! I am a believer in miracles and Harper further confirms my faith. Her existence is a pure miracle (not to mention an ultimate surprise) and we thank God all the time for giving her to us. We thought our hearts were complete but we had no idea how big of holes we had until she joined our lives. Her laughter, giggles, rambling babbles, smiles, and 2-finger sucking are constant reminders that we are recipients of so much undeserved grace. At 21-months old, Harper's favorite things are cats (she calls them "nows"--her way of saying meow), dogs ("uf-ufs"), Ava ("aw-buh"), and balloons ("boons").