With the latest computer crash (plus being so busy with the kids) I never blog anymore. So sad. Here are a few...wish I had time for more!
Will turned 2!! He's such a big boy now, and he's actually starting to care about talking. Yesterday he said, "Love you!" to Mike...twice! He won't say it to me. Yet. I'll wear him down. And make him love me. :) I think he's finally realized that if he talks he's a lot more likely to get what he wants. I'm okay with that because it's a lot easier than mind reading, which I'm not very good at.
My sister's birthday is next week, so we're celebrating again with family then. Last night we had our friends over for some grilled pizza. They were super nice and gave Will that fun truck with beach toys. I can't wait to get back to Bear Lake, and go to Huntington Beach! Note: Transformers are cheap. We bought one for each of the boys for Will's birthday and Sam's was broken before we even opened the package. Now I have to make a special trip to Murray to exchange it. What a pain.
In Sam's prayers every night he lists everyone in our family. There's Super Fast Sam, Super Goofy Will, Workish Dad, Cute Mom, and Even Cuter Molly. I love my silly boys!
Mike had these gorgeous flowers delivered to me on our anniversary. They smelled so good, and they lasted for so long. I loved it!
Sam was giving Molly kisses. He loves his little sister, and he's so cute with her! We thought she was such a chunk, but her height and weight are in the 50th and 55th percentiles. She's about as average as it gets. It's hard for us to know because Sam was SO tall for his age that he always looked skinny (even though he was usually around the 75th percentile for weight), and Will was skinny (which I attribute to the reflux. Poor kid couldn't eat very much before he started screaming in pain, and then wouldn't eat anymore. He's finally starting to fill out, and now he's back up to the 35th percentile for weight.) It's fun to have a chubby baby, I always wanted one!
I actually paid for this. Sam wanted to be a monster, but the guy that did it was just filling in because the other face painter had to leave. When I was pulling out the money the guy said, "Now was that one dollar, or two?" I told him it was just one. I don't think he should have charged me at all for that. His intentions were good, but the results weren't. At least Sam thought it was cool! This was at the spring festival last month at a farm by our house.
In Sam's prayers every night he lists everyone in our family. There's Super Fast Sam, Super Goofy Will, Workish Dad, Cute Mom, and Even Cuter Molly. I love my silly boys!
Mike had these gorgeous flowers delivered to me on our anniversary. They smelled so good, and they lasted for so long. I loved it!
Sam was giving Molly kisses. He loves his little sister, and he's so cute with her! We thought she was such a chunk, but her height and weight are in the 50th and 55th percentiles. She's about as average as it gets. It's hard for us to know because Sam was SO tall for his age that he always looked skinny (even though he was usually around the 75th percentile for weight), and Will was skinny (which I attribute to the reflux. Poor kid couldn't eat very much before he started screaming in pain, and then wouldn't eat anymore. He's finally starting to fill out, and now he's back up to the 35th percentile for weight.) It's fun to have a chubby baby, I always wanted one!
I actually paid for this. Sam wanted to be a monster, but the guy that did it was just filling in because the other face painter had to leave. When I was pulling out the money the guy said, "Now was that one dollar, or two?" I told him it was just one. I don't think he should have charged me at all for that. His intentions were good, but the results weren't. At least Sam thought it was cool! This was at the spring festival last month at a farm by our house.
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Great pics of all your kids! It was fun coming over last night for pizza and Will's birthday. The pizza was delicious, you'll have to give me your bread recipe so I can make them sometime.
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