This big boy hit three months back on the 17th. He’s still keeping us guessing and busy with his non-napping nonsense. Over 3-4 days he’ll have one day when he naps well, one night when he sleeps especially well (even through the night), and one day when daytime is especially difficult. He has become a…
The other day, a Facebook friend posted the following talk. It is beautiful and a wonderful reminder (and acknowledgement). Because she is a mother I also wanted to share a scripture I read, some time ago, that struck me. 1 Nephi 17:1-3 1 And it came to pass that we did again take our journey…
This stubborn gal has avoided potty training like a pro. She wouldn’t even think twice about it, even with all the bribes. To add to the fun, she started fighting and refusing diaper changes. On a regular basis I reminded myself not to stress about it. Though diapers are a good chunk of change, they…
Welp, it’s official. We are moving. We’ve been looking to rent a duplex or house for some time now. Prices are ca-razy. The small two bedroom we lived in when first moving here is now renting for nearly $1000 more a month than what we paid. $1000 more! People don’t even pay $1000 for their…
For months she wanted long hair so she could be like Elsa. Then, she changed her mind and decided she wanted this: Her friend’s mom does hair, which is probably the only reason she went for it. It took a bit to enjoy it but she was definitely smiling in the end. For reference, here…
We had Jacob’s blessing on the first Sunday in May when he was two weeks and three days old. It was much earlier than we usually do it, but it’s just how it worked out to have family here. Now that I try to remember, that day was much of a blur. I had been…
Perhaps you have seen the recent “advertisements” telling about the open chat session with David Archuleta today (via mormon.org and Facebook). I did not participate. I don’t know what he said. Heck, I didn’t even make a mental note of where he served. Who cares?! Apparently a lot of people. I’m conflicted on the matter….
Happy Fathers’ Day to my dad. To the best dad, Gramps, and cactus grower. To the one throwing the chicken nuggets during the high school band trip. To the one that says, “so what?” And to the one who tells me, “it’s going to get ‘lot worse.” Irregardless, you’re the best and I love you….
Happy Fathers’ Day to the best dad a kid could ask for. Here’s to a dad full of adventure. Full of love. Full of goofiness. He never misses a beat. He takes the time to teach. He’s one who doesn’t take life too seriously… …except when it comes to pizza. He’s done a great job…
With each child, my recoveries have been different. With Katelyn, I had pelvic pain and a keloid scar form at the incision. I didn’t know what either one was or what to do about it, so I did nothing…for months. Abby’s was probably the best recovery to date. My doctor did steroid injections during surgery…