A House Full and Hairspray

This past weekend all of my sisters and my mom came to visit.  We had quite a house full... six crazy kids under the age of 5, the five sisters, my mom and then poor Scott- he was definitely out numbered.   Here is a picture of the grand kids (less Taylor).  We have family pictures this weekend and it is going to be interesting trying to get seven little ones (and 14 adults) looking at the same time.

The big girls decided to run a way for an afternoon of shopping and "Hairspray" and left all of the babies at home.  The play was so much fun and it was so nice to spend the afternoon with the ladies that I love.

We took Nathan to church for the first time on Sunday.  He looked so handsome in his little vest and a little too grown up.  At his two month appointment last week he was 24 inches long and weighed 12 pounds, both of which are in the 50th percentile. 

Olivia went in for her two year check up at the same time.  She is 36 inches tall (91st percentile) and is 30 pounds (81st percentile). 

Happy St. Patrick's Day

I get into holidays... even the little ones like St. Patrick's Day.  Tonight was our 3rd annual green dinner.  I toned it down a little this year and just did green tortilla shells for taco salad, green jigglers, and green kool-aid.  Our favorite neighbors, the Broberg's,  joined us and we cheered BYU onto a victory in the NCAA tournament... maybe the Cougs had a little luck of the Irish??

I found these shamrock jammies a couple of months ago on a clearance rack and could resist getting  matching jammies for my two little cuties...  

Our "green" outfits for the day...

Today Liv also got her first haircut (just a trim to even it up and to get some of the split ends that kept knotting up).  She wasn't sure what to think at first, but she liked looking at herself in the mirror and I think the M&M's helped keep her occupied.  Her hair is so much softer now and  much much easier to comb.



Sunny Days Chasing the Clouds Away...

Yes we have been watching a lot of Sesame Street at our house... but we have also had a four day stretch of warm (relatively speaking) sunny days and we are loving it.  On Saturday we packed a little picnic for lunch and went to the park followed by swings, slides, and the library.  

Little Nate is getting to be such a big boy.   We had to move him yesterday from the kitchen sink for baths to the yellow duck bath tub because he is getting too long.  It is way too big and  he still fights me, but at least now he has room to kick- one of these days he will decide he likes baths.

I can't catch his cute little smile on camera... still so handsome.

Nathan

I am so in love with this little boy... it is truly a miracle how this little spirit came into our family and fits so perfectly. 

A tale of two days...

On Saturday Olivia and I played in the snow...





Today we went to the park and played on the swings in 50 degree sunny weather...

Gotta Love March in Utah! 


Here are some other random pictures from the past several days...


Look at that kick- watch out David Beckham.  Also notice the sunglasses- I wear my sunglasses on top of my head all of the time and Liv still thinks I am cool and likes to copy me.





Proof that spring is really coming- crocus in my front flower bed.



Nate pulls this face a lot- not sure what it means, but super cute.



Liv's new thing at nap and bedtime is she has to sleep with all of her friends- Violet (the purple dog), hippopotamus, and the Grinch.

 Nate's adorable baby face...

My two kiddos...

Exhausted... but Happy

I ran into an acquaintance the other day who I haven't seen for a couple of years and she says to me: "You look exhausted... but Happy".  At first I was a little hurt by her comment (usually when you tell someone they look tired/exhausted it means that they look terrible), but then I thought-yes that is exactly how I feel.  I am exhausted and the bags under my eyes and the large amount of caffeine I have consumed this week are an indication of that fact, but I am Happy.  Life is good at the moment... not perfect but really good.  I have a awesome husband who loves me, I have two amazing kids, a beautiful and comfortable home, a job that I feel good about doing and has allowed us to expand our family, food on the table,  and a wonderful extended family who puts up with my quirkiness.  I am truly blessed.  As tired as I am, I am trying to enjoy every moment with these little ones because one of these days Olivia won't want to snuggle with mommy and Nate will be all grown up and will be too big to hold his mommy's hand- and I know I will miss it... but I really could use a full night of sleep.

On another note... we had a pretty boring Valentine's Day at our house.  Scott and I haven't really done anything for Valentine's for each other for years, but this year was partially unromantic with leftovers for dinner and me falling asleep at 9.  On Friday before V-day we were a little festive and made some heart shaped sugar cookies...

And little Nate slept through the whole thing...

Back to Reality and One Month

I have to go back to work tomorrow.  I was planning on taking two more weeks, but due to a technicality with my company's sick time policy I am having to cut that time short.  I have so enjoyed this time with my two babies and I am dreading tomorrow morning for many reasons:  1. On Friday I was so proud of myself for getting the two kids and myself dressed and out of the house by 10:00- how in the world am I going to make it to work by 8:00??  2.  My baby girl has gotten very attached to her mommy being home- it is going to break my heart when I leave her and she has alligator tears running down that precious face.  3.  I have so enjoyed the little things with my babies- going to story time at the library, sitting on the bed in our jammies watching Super Why and Sesame Street, making cookies with Olivia, and snuggling with Nate in the afternoon while Liv takes her nap.  I will miss them terribly.  I know they will taken care of and loved.  Carol, my sitter, has become a third grandma to Olivia and I know that she will be the same to Nate, I am just not quite ready to let this time go. 

Little Nate is officially one month old.  His cute little cheeks are getting chubby and he is starting to grow out of his new born clothes. I know it is probably too soon, but I  really think he is starting to smile and when he does he has the cutest dimple on his right cheek.   He has started to recognize my voice and focuses on my face pretty well.   He is freakishly strong for someone who is only a month old and does a pretty good job of holding up his head and lifting himself on his arms while he is laying on his stomach.  He likes to stretch his arms above his head and many times his little hands get tangled in his hair which he pulls making himself cry.  His big sister and his mommy and daddy love him to pieces and we can not imagine our little family without him.

  



Pulling the hair.



I am afraid this is the face that Nathan will make every time Olivia tries to love him.  I know she means well, but sometime she wants to give him a little more love than he can handle.