I finally got some pictures, even if they are a bit goofy!
Friday, October 30, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Kellie turns 3!
Kellie is 3 today. I know I say this for every birthday for each one of my kids, but I really have to wonder where the time went. Miss Kellie is such a special part of our lives and we are tremendously blessed to be a part of her life.
Kellie is turning into quite the little "girly" girl. She has recently discovered the joys of play jewelery and you can frequently see her all dolled up in her pretty necklaces and bracelets and rings.
Kellie is still so curly. Her hair is actually down to the middle of her back when it is wet, but when the curls dry, they bounce up to her shoulders.
Kellie loves to play with the boys. She loves trains, dump trucks and tractors almost as much as the boys, although she does sometimes play with them a bit differently. (I have caught her wrapping the trains up in a blanket and cuddling them like a baby!)
Kellie is still very much a Daddy's girl .I frequently tell her I love her, just to have her respond with her favorite word: "Dad", as if to remind me that Daddy loves her too!
Kellie is not talking a whole lot yet, which is kind a side effect of being the 3rd child, and also from all the ear infections she has had. However, she is learning to talk a little bit more all the time. She calls sheep, 'SHHHH-Beeps" and they say "BAAAAAAA-B". (ALL our sheep must be named BOB!)
Kellie loves to sing the Snowman and Popcorn songs from Primary, and even knows all of the motions.
I am so blessed to have her. We love you Kellie! Happy Birthday!
Kellie is turning into quite the little "girly" girl. She has recently discovered the joys of play jewelery and you can frequently see her all dolled up in her pretty necklaces and bracelets and rings.
Kellie is still so curly. Her hair is actually down to the middle of her back when it is wet, but when the curls dry, they bounce up to her shoulders.
Kellie loves to play with the boys. She loves trains, dump trucks and tractors almost as much as the boys, although she does sometimes play with them a bit differently. (I have caught her wrapping the trains up in a blanket and cuddling them like a baby!)
Kellie is still very much a Daddy's girl .I frequently tell her I love her, just to have her respond with her favorite word: "Dad", as if to remind me that Daddy loves her too!
Kellie is not talking a whole lot yet, which is kind a side effect of being the 3rd child, and also from all the ear infections she has had. However, she is learning to talk a little bit more all the time. She calls sheep, 'SHHHH-Beeps" and they say "BAAAAAAA-B". (ALL our sheep must be named BOB!)
Kellie loves to sing the Snowman and Popcorn songs from Primary, and even knows all of the motions.
I am so blessed to have her. We love you Kellie! Happy Birthday!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Things that Make me Smile...
I love it when I remember to take time to smile at the little things... This weeks little things so far are:
1. Levi has started smiling! He is especially smiley right after he eats and has a full tummy. (Just like a man!) But every time I try to get a picture he furrows his eyebrows as if to say, "I don't think so, Mom!" As soon as I can catch one, I'll post it... beware Lady Babies...He's handsome!
2. Kellie has decided to like Taylor Swift, which is not surprising considering almost every radio station in Greeley plays it... A LOT. Kellie and I spend a good portion of the day in the car transporting kids to school, so she hears it quite a bit. One particular song about a girl who doesn't understand why the boy she likes is dating someone else has a line that goes like this..."...you belong with me-e-e, you belong with me." In true Kellie fashion she hums all the lyrics except the words ME and that one she belts out in her sweet Kellie voice. Cracks me up every time!
3. We have a Darius Rucker CD. Yesterday Aaron kept asking me to play the CAMEL song. Knowing that there is no "CAMEL" song on that CD, I was a bit puzzled. I started asking if he was talking about Christmas CD's, thinking that maybe he was referring to a camel in a nativity scene in one of the songs. (No I have not pulled my holiday music out yet... I wait until November... at least!) Anyways...He insisted it was Darius Rucker. I asked him to sing it. He said, in an exasperated tone, "You know, Mom! The one that he talks about his Grandpa CAMEL..." The song actually mentions a Grandpa CAMPBELL. Mystery solved. And yes I laughed. A LOT.
1. Levi has started smiling! He is especially smiley right after he eats and has a full tummy. (Just like a man!) But every time I try to get a picture he furrows his eyebrows as if to say, "I don't think so, Mom!" As soon as I can catch one, I'll post it... beware Lady Babies...He's handsome!
2. Kellie has decided to like Taylor Swift, which is not surprising considering almost every radio station in Greeley plays it... A LOT. Kellie and I spend a good portion of the day in the car transporting kids to school, so she hears it quite a bit. One particular song about a girl who doesn't understand why the boy she likes is dating someone else has a line that goes like this..."...you belong with me-e-e, you belong with me." In true Kellie fashion she hums all the lyrics except the words ME and that one she belts out in her sweet Kellie voice. Cracks me up every time!
3. We have a Darius Rucker CD. Yesterday Aaron kept asking me to play the CAMEL song. Knowing that there is no "CAMEL" song on that CD, I was a bit puzzled. I started asking if he was talking about Christmas CD's, thinking that maybe he was referring to a camel in a nativity scene in one of the songs. (No I have not pulled my holiday music out yet... I wait until November... at least!) Anyways...He insisted it was Darius Rucker. I asked him to sing it. He said, in an exasperated tone, "You know, Mom! The one that he talks about his Grandpa CAMEL..." The song actually mentions a Grandpa CAMPBELL. Mystery solved. And yes I laughed. A LOT.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Levi's Blessing
Not only did we have Aaron's baptism this weekend, but we blessed our little Levi, too. I loved watching my boys have their special days! Levi is such a blessing to us and we are so grateful to have him in our family. We hope and pray that he will be a good little boy and that we will get to sit at his baptism in about 8 years! Welcome Levi!
Aaron's Baptism
Yesterday was a beautiful day. My "baby" boy (who refuses to stay little), had his baptism. It is such a neat experience to watch one of your kids grow up to be a smart, loving, kind young man. I am so grateful for the opportunity to be his mother and that Heavenly Father blessed me with such a wonderful family to teach and love. I am SO proud of you Aaron!
Thanks to all of you who came to support Aaron on this special day!
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Yikes! When Did I Grow Up?
Have you been going about your day and then have something happen that forces you to have a reality check and then realize that you aren't who you thought you were?
My "wake up call" came in the form of a pair of a pants... a haircut.. and a poster of a semi clothed woman.
I have slowly been resurrecting my pre-maternity clothing. It is so nice to get back into normal clothes again. I pulled on a pair of pants from the back of my closet, forgetting that I haven't worn them since 2 pregnancies ago, and remembered suddenly why they were stuffed in the back of my closet. Needless to say... after 4 pregnancies, my body is configured much differently these days and I will probably never be able to pull off that particular pair of pants again. I felt a little bit old.
I also made myself go get a haircut last week. I really like it. My hair is very thick... very fuzzy... somewhat naturally curly... and always a nightmare to deal with. They cut it about chin length, but because of the texture and bounce in my hair, we also added several layers to accentuate the waves, and prevent it from looking too boxy. The next morning as I looked in the mirror I realized I finally have "the MOM cut." I look like a mother. It was quite a shock to realize that I now have an "adult" hair cut. Matt laughed when I told him this... but I swear there comes a point in a woman's life where she realizes she's not the really young newlywed anymore and she's kidding herself if she tries to pull off younger hairstyles. I am also much more conservative with my hair accesories. Brightly colored hairbands and clippies at our house are now just reserved for my daughter. I feel ridiculous even considering using them.
My last epiphany came when I was driving down the street to pick up my mail and I noticed a rather large poster of a mostly naked woman taped to the siding of one of my neighbors houses. Right by their front door! I was shocked! Who in their right mind would hang up a poster... outside mind you... of a mostly naked woman in a neighborhood that has a lot of young families. Who wants their children looking at such an outrageous display? And then it hit me. I AM THE MOTHER OF 4 CHILDREN. (I guess I should have realized that fact earlier... but it had never really hit me like it did at that moment...)
I had 3 sons in the backseat. I need to teach them to respect women. Just because the rest of the world sees nothing wrong with exploiting women's bodies doesn't make it okay. AND I have a daughter. She is beautiful and smart, and I don't want her to grow up thinking it is okay to flaunt our bodies in front of men. Being modest and clean is so much more appealing and attractive.
Acting in my full mother bear protective mode...I had my husband call and report it to the city to have the poster removed. I was shocked and angry to talk to the police officer only to learn that the poster in question was NOT considered a code violation, and that it was not considered "in bad taste." It was merely an advertisement for the wife's business, who sells lingerie. I was told that although the neighbor agreed to remove it since one of their neighbors (namely us) finds it offensive, they had every right to post it if they wanted to. I suppose I should be grateful they took the poster down. I am just so annoyed that a pornographic poster posted in plain sight of the entire neighborhood is considered acceptable.
(grrrrrrr... I'm still a bit miffed at that one...)
My realization: Yikes, I'm a mother! I wear "mom" pants, have a "mom" 'do, and I get "mother bearish" when something threatens to attack the morality of my kids. It has been a long, revealing week for me. I guess I've been "growing up" for quite some time... I just didn't fully realize it.
My "wake up call" came in the form of a pair of a pants... a haircut.. and a poster of a semi clothed woman.
I have slowly been resurrecting my pre-maternity clothing. It is so nice to get back into normal clothes again. I pulled on a pair of pants from the back of my closet, forgetting that I haven't worn them since 2 pregnancies ago, and remembered suddenly why they were stuffed in the back of my closet. Needless to say... after 4 pregnancies, my body is configured much differently these days and I will probably never be able to pull off that particular pair of pants again. I felt a little bit old.
I also made myself go get a haircut last week. I really like it. My hair is very thick... very fuzzy... somewhat naturally curly... and always a nightmare to deal with. They cut it about chin length, but because of the texture and bounce in my hair, we also added several layers to accentuate the waves, and prevent it from looking too boxy. The next morning as I looked in the mirror I realized I finally have "the MOM cut." I look like a mother. It was quite a shock to realize that I now have an "adult" hair cut. Matt laughed when I told him this... but I swear there comes a point in a woman's life where she realizes she's not the really young newlywed anymore and she's kidding herself if she tries to pull off younger hairstyles. I am also much more conservative with my hair accesories. Brightly colored hairbands and clippies at our house are now just reserved for my daughter. I feel ridiculous even considering using them.
My last epiphany came when I was driving down the street to pick up my mail and I noticed a rather large poster of a mostly naked woman taped to the siding of one of my neighbors houses. Right by their front door! I was shocked! Who in their right mind would hang up a poster... outside mind you... of a mostly naked woman in a neighborhood that has a lot of young families. Who wants their children looking at such an outrageous display? And then it hit me. I AM THE MOTHER OF 4 CHILDREN. (I guess I should have realized that fact earlier... but it had never really hit me like it did at that moment...)
I had 3 sons in the backseat. I need to teach them to respect women. Just because the rest of the world sees nothing wrong with exploiting women's bodies doesn't make it okay. AND I have a daughter. She is beautiful and smart, and I don't want her to grow up thinking it is okay to flaunt our bodies in front of men. Being modest and clean is so much more appealing and attractive.
Acting in my full mother bear protective mode...I had my husband call and report it to the city to have the poster removed. I was shocked and angry to talk to the police officer only to learn that the poster in question was NOT considered a code violation, and that it was not considered "in bad taste." It was merely an advertisement for the wife's business, who sells lingerie. I was told that although the neighbor agreed to remove it since one of their neighbors (namely us) finds it offensive, they had every right to post it if they wanted to. I suppose I should be grateful they took the poster down. I am just so annoyed that a pornographic poster posted in plain sight of the entire neighborhood is considered acceptable.
(grrrrrrr... I'm still a bit miffed at that one...)
My realization: Yikes, I'm a mother! I wear "mom" pants, have a "mom" 'do, and I get "mother bearish" when something threatens to attack the morality of my kids. It has been a long, revealing week for me. I guess I've been "growing up" for quite some time... I just didn't fully realize it.
Monday, October 5, 2009
How Quickly a Month Flies By...
The kids have discovered that Levi can hold onto their finger...
Kellie and Levi
Aaron and Levi
First Bath... (I'm not sure he liked it...)They say time flies, and that is never more true than when a new baby joins the family. I have always found it amazing that by the end of my pregnancies the days seem to pass so slowly and I feel like the baby is never going to arrive, and yet the first few weeks seem to fly by so quickly.
I can't believe it has been a month already. Levi is doing well. He is finally starting to gain some weight, although he tends to be a leisurely eater and it takes a lot of effort to keep him awake long enough to eat as much as he needs to. The kids love to come and hold his little finger and kiss his forehead. He is much loved by his siblings!
We are so blessed to have him join this crazy crew!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
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