Wednesday, July 5

The First 4th of July as a Trio

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On our first 4th of July as the three of us, we attended our annual ward breakfast, where Everett waved continuously at everyone sitting near our picnic blanket, then he and I hung out and did basically nothing while John spent the rest of the day grilling some gourmet ribs. There was beef, there was pork, there were sauces with brown sugar and honey and apple cider . . . the end product was genuinely delicious and made even better by the fact that I didn't have to lift a finger to help.

(All this is my round-about way of saying that I hope my husband decides to become a full-time rib-grilling machine so I never have to make dinner again).

After we ate at my in-laws', we played a few rounds of bananagrams, then we went home to introduce Everett to the magic that is sparklers. And to end the night with a bang, we cuddled in bed and ate s'mores. How is the summer already halfway gone?

Monday, June 5

This Boy

There is surprisingly little (actually zero) crawling happening around here. BUT... I can't complain because this boy has learned to clap when you say "yay!" and the other day we were watching a movie and he started dancing to the music. Neither John nor I recall trying to teach him that so apparently he just really feels the rhythm. We bought him a tank top the other day and the sight of those chubby little arms and shoulders makes me want to cry. I'm really the luckiest.

Tuesday, May 30

The Story of a Haircut

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Last week, despite my deep-seated belief that if we were to cut Everett's hair he would no longer resemble a baby but instead would look more like a 50-year-old man, John managed to convince me that the fact that we could no longer see our baby's ears was reason enough that he needed his first haircut. So, with much trepidation (on my part) we loaded him up and headed over to the local kids' salon.

He was an honest-to-goodness angel during the whole process, just sitting in the little plastic car, sucking on his binky and alternating between watching John and I and the Minions movie on the TV. John picked his hairstyle and my contribution was snapping pictures instead of crying. When the scissors and clippers and grape-scented hair wax were all put away, he'd aged into a tiny little man in a green alien poncho, but in the very best way. I'm convinced that the next time I blink he'll be renting a tux for prom. How does this growing up stuff even happen?

Monday, May 15

My First Official Mother's Day

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“When the real history of mankind is fully disclosed, will it feature the echoes of gunfire or the shaping sound of lullabies? The great armistices made by military men or the peacemaking of women in homes and in neighborhoods? Will what happened in cradles and kitchens prove to be more controlling than what happened in congresses? When the surf of the centuries has made the great pyramids so much sand, the everlasting family will still be standing, because it is a celestial institution, formed outside telestial time.” --Neal A. Maxwell

To the little guy who calls me mamamama: I love you. And to the big guy who made it all possible: I'm so happy I get to experience parenthood with you! xoxo

Friday, April 28

It’s true!

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It turns out what everyone says is actually true. Babies do eventually start sleeping through the night! We are feeling PRETTY GREAT around here, and yes, I do think sleep training is totally worth it. Babies magically become even cuter when they let you get more than two hours of sleep at a time. Who knew?

Wednesday, April 19

My baby at 7 (and a half) months

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Last week I met John on his lunch break at the city clerk's office to apply for a passport for Everett in preparation for our big road trip to British Columbia this summer. I can't believe how big he's getting! He rolls like crazy and sits up pretty well, plays peek-a-boo with his blanket (or a napkin, or a sheet, or his own shirt), loves eating and gets really excited when he sees anyone with food, and is obsessed with dogs. He still doesn't have any teeth and doesn't appear to be working towards crawling any time soon, and lately every time you smile at him he grins huge and closes his eyes. It makes me laugh every time. He says "mamama" and "dadada" so hopefully soon he'll start to recognize that those sounds actually mean something. He babbles constantly.

He loves when John counts to three and throws him in the air and he starts giggling right when you say "one" so clearly he knows what's coming. He's an expert fake cougher and if you cough back he'll get even louder. People tell me all the time that he's the happiest baby they've ever seen and I have to agree. Every morning when I go get him from his crib and bring him back to our bed to nurse and snuggle back to sleep for a little while longer, I think how lucky I am to be his mom. Somehow sitting on the front porch watching the dog run around with Everett on my lap makes the late nights, grumpy days, and massive blow-outs worth it. ;)

Monday, April 17


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Happy (belated) Easter! John and I limited our candy consumption (I got one bag of cadbury eggs and he got starburst) and spoiled Everett instead. He got a couple of books--his favorite--from us and my mom, and John talked me into buying him the world's most extravagant baby jumper. It's Finding Nemo-themed, and I really love that movie, so how could I resist? After stake conference, which was a great meeting, we played with Everett's gifts and spent time at my parents' house and John's parents' house. I'm so thankful for my Savior--because of him, I get to be with my family forever. Hope your holiday was full of good food, family and friends, and happiness!