2nd grader

    Life continues to move at such a quick pace. Before I've had time to catch my breath I find that Summer is over and my little Sammo is going into second grade. He is getting over his jitters and nerovousness and is playing hard core with friends all day. I'm so happy for him that he seems to be gaining more confidence and is allowing his little comfortable world to be much bigger. 

His teacher seems fantastic! She seems to be so involved and invested. One of her assignments was for each child to bring his/her favorite book to put on a bookshelf and let the other kids in the class read it. He chose to bring Matilda. When I was putting him to bed last night, I could sense there was something wrong. I knew he was fretting about something. When he does that, It's hard for him to talk about what he's thinking about without crying. He started to tell me as he was holding back the tears. He said, "Mrs Grandstaff said we had to bring our favorite book and my favorite book is Matilda, but then she told us we have to read it outloud in front of the whole class, and my book is 250 pages, that's going to take all day!"  His little logical, rule following brain cracks me up sometimes. I let him know it was totally ok to bring a second favorite book.

Today, Sam even rode his bike to school by himself for the first time. 

Little Martha

My Soph really likes to make anything she can, pretty. She likes to make her bed and decorate thins with her stuffed animals. She loves to pick the roses from the backyard and put them in a vase and set the table for dinner around that. I have not been clothes shopping since I had the babe. It's no fun when you are the biggest you have ever been in your life. The other day, I went to  get some school shoes for Soph. The store was having a buy one get one sale. I decided to check out the women's shoes. Sophie was in HEAVEN. She was pulling every high heel or bedazzled shoe she could find saying, "Mom, You have GOT to try these one!" She really made me feel kind of bold and less frump. She is going to be one great little shopping buddy if I ever get around to doing that. 

She decides what we were going to have for lunch today, I chopped and she arranged. It's almost too pretty to eat.

fatty

We all lovingly refer to this boy as fatty, or tubba. I wish these pictures would show his thunder thighs and his cankles. They are truly awesome. He is now 20 lbs and is moving right along. I spend most of my time lugging this boy around on my hip. Thank heaven for hips! no one can say that God didn't have a hand in creating those for women. They work like an extra appendage.

This babe is unbelievably sweet and incredibly silly. I have never seen a baby giggle and belly laugh like this one does. He laughs mostly at his sister. He also can't not put EVERYTHING in his mouth. I love, love, love, him

Miles is 8 months old today. He currently has no teeth. is not sleeping through the night... Loves his mama best... loves to play on his tummy... doesn't scoot yet but can get around by rolling... is not going to be put up with being weened anytime soon, this boy loves to nurse. Steve calls me the "lunch lady" He has been a really healthy little guy. He has had two mild colds and no ear infections or anything like that. I was so paranoid with him being a preemie but he is doing just fine now. 

Blog Schmog

So much has happened in the last few months and from the looks of my blog, it's as if nothing has happened at all. I like to blog. I need to start doing it again. I like to keep record of my cute kids beacause, lets face it, they are ridiculously great and I am realizing more than ever how fast they are growing and changing. Miles is 6 months old already. He has discovered that his voice can be a great source of entertainment. That kid can scream sooo loud and the pitch is so high it just hurts my head. At his 6 month check-up he was 18 lbs. 9 oz. He has got the fattest legs I have seen. He is all body, his legs are quite short. According to Steve, this is the build of a football player. All I know is that he could be a professional snuggler. This kid loves to be held and he just melts right into me, I can't help but hold him all day. No wonder I get nothing done.


       Another new happening is that we moved.... just down the road.... new ward though. The house doesn't feel like home yet. We have our stuff in here but I haven't even gotten around to organizing my pantry. There are no pictures on the walls, and my bedroom I fear, will never come together. It's a fabulous bedroom. It;s on the top floor of the house and it's huge!! and HOT!! The bathroom is super tiny and there is no vent in there and it may as well be a sauna. Then on the upside, I have a french door leading out onto a little private deck. This has potential to be great of course but as of right now there are pieces of steves desk he has not yet assembled in front of it. maybe by the end of summer, we can enjoy it. The baby's room is nearly finished. What is it about babies rooms that are so fun to decorate? My mom made this great, colorful quilt so it has been easy to just toss whatever color in there and it just works.


      I shaved Sammos head... then Steve wanted his shaved too. I dig Steve with a shaved head... just sayin' I will post a pic soon so you can see what I mean. Miles is also bald. I suppose he is the one that set the trend. Speaking of hair, that is half of my life at the moment. Work has been so so busy. Which is good right? I'm just so glad I son't schedule my own appointments anymore. It's so hard for me to tell someone I can't get them in for 2 weeks It's better that Miss Barbara does it.


     Sophie is so much fun and so trying right now. She loves to do "make-up overs" She was doing my makeup the other night and as she was putting it on me she exclaimed, "Girrrl you look GOOD!" Oh man, she's the best. You should have seen her handiwork too. I looked like I had been beat up.


      Sam has spent his summer playing outside. He goes next door to play basketball. We don;t have a hoop at this house. My neighbor told me that he knocked ont the door to ask to their hoop and then did the same the next day but said, "Am I welcome to play anytime I want, or would you like me to ask you everytime first?" He is such a sweet kid. He has been so helpful to me and always seems to want to lighten my load somehow. Whenever we are in the check-out line, He scolds me if I try to help put the groceries on the little conveyor belt thingy. He has decide that it's his job and I should just "relax". I love him. And I love that he made me a mama. It's my favorite thing to be.


      Maybe with a goal of blogging, I will get some projects done around the house, so I can post pictures of them, and whoever reads it will think I'm super awesome.

baby girl is four

The colors were pink, the weather was cold, the princess was nothing less than thrilled. She woke up first thing in the morning and announced, 

"Here comes the 4 year old!!" She kept asking me if she looked different, now that she was four. We opened some family presents first. From mom and Dad she got, some dishes, Rapunzel and Flynn wedding dolls, and a Rapunzel purse. Grandma got her a dress and Papa took her to get french fries and ice cream. 

    The house we just moved to has a gazebo in the backyard. It was the perfect place for a princess tea party.

We had strawberries and crown sandwiches.

Their favorite part was the "princess tea" They each had some milk and I put out a little jar of "sugar" that was pink quik. They loved spooning the sugar in their tea and stirring it. Ellie got a little carried away and dumped the whole thing in at one point.

We invited a girl in our new ward, she and Soph were fast friends.

My niece Rachel.

Cupcakes made by Aunt Amber. Her instructions were to make them as pink as possible and I'd say she succeeded. 

Soph was the center of the universe for one day and that's what birthdays are for. 

Mi guy at 3 months

 Look at this Big fatty gumball boy! I just can't not squeeze him. 

He is getting close to 4 months now, and I am so not doing well at posting. As of now, he is starting to sleep soooo much better. This whole week he's been doing 6-8 hour stretches. Yay ha! He is such a good baby. He is intensley chill and only really cries when he's hungry. He good naturedly lets Sophie smooch him all over. He's a bit of a lazy boy and loves to lay his chin on your shoulder. My shoulders are always wet from either puke or spit. He loves to suck on the fabric of my shirt on my shoulders. He's also become a thumb sucker. I think that is what has helped him become a better sleeper.

 Sophie asked me why Miles has "little boobies" This is his best jabba the hut impression.

 All three sweet chillens. My sister Marcelle used to always call my nephew Jace, "sweet beast" I never really got it until I had my own little, "sweet beasts" 

it's the perfect description.

daughter

It's a good thing I only have one. There is just no way I would get another girl as beautiful and loving and charasmatic and smart and hillarious as my little Sophster. She is a such a wonderful little person. She is growing out of her terribles and has developed even more sweet to go with her sass. I cannot believe how big she is getting! I watched her in sharing time the other day and she just blends right in with the rest of the primary crew. She enjoys Sunbeams sooo much more than nursery. At the end of her first class she went to all on her own, she exclaimed to her teacher, "my Mom's gonna be so proud of me!" True dat baby girl.