Getting ready...

Everything it seems is happening earlier in this pregnancy. All the bad stuff...back not even functioning anymore...contractions...heartburn...etc...but the one good thing is the whole "nesting" thing has already hit me...and we are three months away. But that is a good thing, because for how bad I hurt(I blame basketball and that weight room and always will) it may take me that long to get organized. As I was sorting out all the boy clothes to give away, and sorting the girl clothes that will and won't work, Hansen was helping me down in the storage. He found this tub and took it around with him throughout the house following me. He kept sitting in it and sucking those two fingers of his. And then I realized....he will have to grow up too fast. He still calls himself "baby" when he looks in the mirror. I remember bathing his skinny(so skinny) body in that tub for the first time. If he wasn't so dang cute, it wouldn't be hard to have him grow up...but man his smile just melts me. It's hard to be able to remember all these moments...but I sure hope in twenty years I remember how I felt when I looked down and saw that cute face smiling up at me sitting in his tub.

Fall

I love fall. Other than the impending doom of winter...it is easily my favorite time of year. I love the food, I love the weather, I love the harvest, I love General Conference, I love the changing leaves, and the cool nights. I loved the excitement of the start of school when I was little...but I didn't always love fall. In college I dreaded it. It meant conditioning...and lots of it. But after those four years, I purged the fear of fall back out of me, and I have found my love for it again. This year, it has been especially fantastic because my morning(all day) sickness is going away. I still have bad moments...but the hope this brings is indescribable. So we celebrated by golfing as a family. It was a complete riot. We need to do it more. The kids thought it was so fun to find balls in the weeds(plus this cool lady came up after and gave them a bright pink ball and a yellow sponge bob ball...random niceness is awesome). After Sam and I teed of we would let the little ones chip on to the green(except for the time Sam drove the green and wanted to putt it in himself) and then putt it in. Their favorite part was riding in the cart...which can be very roller coasterish on the back nine at Cascade, and their second favorite part was rolling down the hills. And I am sure Carrie would be wincing b/c of all the pesticides that golf courses use, but I figure cascade must be too cheap for that, so we are probably safe. We picked our pumpkins and rolled them to the front yard on a dolly...pregnant lady can't carry that load. They were really heavy. I love fall...I just love it.

Molly's First Day...

Wow...was this girl pumped for school or what?! I was actually pretty excited for her. She is in French Immersion in the afternoons and a really cool science class on Mondays, and has a very experienced first grade teacher. What more could I ask for? It is a little hard on me because I don't get to have my very helpful girl around while I try to get moving in the morning without throwing up...but I need to stop being selfish and just be excited. :-) Daddy stayed home and we all walked her to school. She was so excited she could barely talk to me when I walked her to her class. :-) Her eyes were SUPER wide and she was just taking it all in. It was very fun.
When I picked her up we stopped at the fruit stand on our way home. They have a peach orchard in their back yard, so we will just say the peaches are pretty fresh.(considering they walk them up to their stand in a wheelbarrow) Hansen was a sticky drippy mess by the end, but ate it all the way down to the pit. She came out of school as happy as when she went in. So I couldn't ask for more. The funniest comment was when she told everyone to sit down and she would teach us some French. After saying "je m'appelle..." and a few colors, she then started saying "Blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah..." Hilarious.(to make it even funnier, Hansen started walking around saying, "blah blah..." That is pretty much how I remember my "French Immersion" experience too Molly Bear. :-)

Adding one more...

One more little Baxter is coming our way in February. It will be interesting to see how it changes the family. So far, Garrett is convinced it is a girl and Molly is hoping desperately for a girl. So I am pretty sure a boy would be a disappointment. We won't find that out for 7 more weeks...but I had my one "moment" today hearing the heart beat. I am pretty sure this is always an emotional time for me because I am already hanging by a little strand of a thread from being sick for so long(and the prospect of being sick for so much longer is daunting). But this is my one moment. I have a hard time getting excited for the upcoming birth until I am feeling better, but I love this moment. Hearing that tiny heart beating so fast is beautiful. It is just beautiful. So I will plug along, and pray I can make it to Halloween(when the nausea goes away). Sam has pulled me through three of these already...so I logically know we will make it, it is just hard to see the light at the end of the very dark tunnel. I know it is a blessing to be a mother, and it is a responsibility I don't take lightly. But when Elder Ballard described motherhood as "moments" it put it all into perspective for me. Some moments are so good. Some moments are just plain terrible. Then there is lots of in between time. Today was one of my good moments. And I will hold on to that for as a long as I can. Or at least until someone starts screaming for something that they need. :-)

Hansen

This boy melts me. I mean melts me. His finger suckin, cheek tappin, cuteness just melts me. Sam took them to the mall for an errand he had to run...and put this hat on Hansen. Melted me...so I texted him and begged him to buy it. The funny thing is...is that he takes hats off all the time. I usually have to sneak it back on him when he is focused on something else. But not this hat. He saw Garrett playing with it at home...and as soon as Garrett put it down he walked over and attempted to put it on. I am pretty sure he knows it melts me. I have never had a sweeter toddler. Even when he says "no" he says it as if he's asking a question. I think because he is hoping that I understand him. But then after a couple of "conversations" I tell him that we need to change his diaper, and he will hold my hand and walk up to his room. I mean...melts me.

June

Molly got to go to BYU basketball camp this year...and is going to attend the second on this weekend as well. She had a great time. She is brave. She was young. I can't say she is the most skilled, or even understands the game at all...but she loved it. The best question she asked after the camp was over that cracked me up was, "You mean you can just hold the ball?" This after she explained to me that every time she dribbled these boys would steal it from her. :-) I told her she didn't have to dribble if someone was right by her...she looked at me very surprised. I will say that it warmed my heart a bit when she told me the direction drill(a defensive drill) was her favorite...well and of course Barnacles. :-) Her gym coach was Hailey Hall...great player...great girl. I was grateful Molly got to be with her.

We went up to a picnic with Sam's siblings up in Little Cottonwood canyon. We saw where they chiseled out stone for the temple and read how it took 4 sets of oxen and about 4 days to take 1 stone to the temple building site. Wow. It was a pretty place. The creek was running HIGH...and we stayed far away. Perfect little place for the little people. Afterwards we got slushies and hung out at Pete and Jen's....which pleased Garrett to no end. He always wants to go there so he can dress up in his leopard suit. He doesn't really care that it is skin tight and is for a girl. He jumps around like a leopard and growls away. :-) While typing this, I just heard Hansen wake up. I then heard his curtains fall to the ground and a little "Uh Oh" In his oh so cute voice. :-) Gotta go get him. Love that guy.

May...wow...

May is a busy month...and we only have one kid who is in school...I have a very strong feeling May will be CRAZY in a few years. It started of course with Garrett's birthday and luckily the Great Grandparents were here. We visited Thanksgiving point with them...and this pic is priceless to me. Them with 4 of their 7 great grandkids.
The kids were thinking of ways to make money. So they decided to have a water balloon sale. Other than the money they made from me...it didn't go too well, but they didn't care. Then they proceeded to pop them all.
Molly had a great program with her Kindergarten...and HAD to get a pic with her teacher. She was so excited to wear a dress. She had a great teacher this year, and a great experience. She loves school and is very happy there. It is all we can ask for. We will pray French Immersion goes as smoothly.
Finally we had her dance performance. This dance thing was a little more intense than I initially imagined. They are 6 years old! Come on! But after receiving 6 emails from her teacher on hair and make-up we had Emily help us. :-) We all have our strengths...and this is not one of mine. But I am a great problem solver...aka...finder of other people to help. :-) Thank goodness for Aunt Emily! Molly performed great and just LOVED it. She is not exactly shy. She ate up every bit of it. No one could come that night to her BIG night...and right before we were about to leave, Garrett fell off the barstool on his face and had a possible broken nose, or broken face. Blood everywhere. So as I was trying to prepare her for the fact that her Dad may not be able to come(he ended up making it and Garrett proceeded to whack his face again and got a bloody lip...Sam left a little early), she told me, "It's okay Mom, I understand...but at least Andi will be there." And Andi did show up! With a beautiful bouquet of flowers! And it meant the world to my little girl. Thank goodness for Aunt Andi! She told me on the way home that she would like to do it again. :-) But she is ready to do something else too. I have enjoyed watching her try new things. She is very brave.

Garrett's big Weekend

Our Garrett J is 4! He was SO excited for his birthday, and Molly helped him get really excited by helping him "plan" it for about two weeks. She does this every year for her own birthday, and it stresses me out...and she decided she would stress me out for Garrett's now too. :-) She was also sweet enough to help me get ready. She LOVES parties, and LOVES to get ready for them. She helped me remember things that we had bought for it, she helped take care of Hansen and read him books, and she saved the day by remember to get s'mores stuff...she is a party planner for sure. Heaven help us all when her wedding day arrives.

Garrett got to go to Fathers and Sons. It is held right around his birthday every year. He LOVES camping. He got to sleep on the top bunk, he got to hike with his Dad, and he got to eat marshmallows. It's hard to see a close up on his face...but it is MESSY. He walked in the door holding a bone. Nothing like bringing carcasses home. Love that. But it was worth it when he said, "Mom look! I found a WEAL bone from a deer. It's a wibbon bone!" And yes, it was a rib from a deer, and I am not sure what to do with it. :-)
My kids get to go to a cake website and pick out whatever cake they want me to make. Garrett skipped over the dragon, and the dinosaur, and surprisingly picked the fire log cake(which was good, cause the dragon looked really hard). He loved it...I think Molly might have loved it even more...but I loved making it and it was tasty! I love chocolate cake. Mmmm. This is becoming my favorite hobby...that I do three times a year. :-)
We skipped a LOT of the stuff that Garrett had planned...but I think opening presents made up for it. He got his pool, and his scary stories in the tent, and his "real fire" to roast on. It was a great time for all. We were especially grateful to have so many family members be in town and celebrate with him. It was a great day. Our Garrett is growing up. He has always had a very soft, sensitive side, and it is starting to come out more and more. He is very protective of his sister and gets mad at me anytime me and Molly are disagreeing. He is too helpful with his little brother...but Hansen loves to watch Garrett and try to do stuff he does. He is trying hard to learn to make friends. He loves to fish, ride his bike, and play pretend...anything. I just love him.

Mother's Day

This was a great Mother's Day. Memorable. I got to sleep in...and then I woke up to Molly crying. Sam then informed me that she was throwing up. Nice. Happy Mother's Day. (On a side note, I told someone at church about her, and she said, "That's funny...last Mother's day was the first day I met you. You walked into the mother's lounge and Hansen(1 month old) had pooped out, all over everything. You came in with a smile and said, "Happy Mother's day!" I told her I was glad she reminded me of this so I can look forward with great anticipation to next year) So I went to church(so I could get my tomato, basil, cilantro plant from the Cooks of Cook's nursery), and sat with Garrett. He was great. He was telling the kids in front of us to be reverent and he would give them a piece of his gum he'd bought at the store. It was hilarious. Then before he was supposed to go up and sing with the primary(I got a little worried, bc I had always depended on the fact that Molly would be there with him to coax him into it) So I gave him a little warning that he was about to go up and sing. He looked at me very worried, and then a few seconds later said, "I will sing, 'The Lord Commanded Nephi...'" I told him he was singing mother's day songs. He then looked really worried and said he can't sing those all by himself cuz he doesn't know all the words. I then realized he thought singing in Sacrament meeting meant he had to sing ALONE. :-) I explained that he got to go up there and sing with everyone. And if he was a little nervous, he could wink at me and I would wink back. He stood up there as cute as can be...and winked. Later on, he gave me a little thumbs up. Melted me. I wanted to just squeeze him tight. I was then asked to help with a little thing in primary where they asked the kids questions and we had to guess what they answered..."What is your mom's favorite food?" G said Eggs, I said French toast. "What is your favorite holiday?" G said Halloween, and I said Halloween just cause I knew that is what Garrett would say. Then...they asked, "Would your mom rather read a book or watch tv?" I said Neither, cause Garrett is asleep when I do stuff like that...it's not like I can read or watch tv when they are awake. He responded SO matter of factly when it was his turn, "My mom likes to watch basketball." :-) Hilarious, that got a good laugh...especially from me. I then missed R.S. and came home to the throw up.

Sam got me flowers, aka: No flowers, but a new shirt in a flower vase with my favorite honey dijon chips balanced on top. We then had my mom and dad over and my sister and her fam for dinner. Shrimp scaampi for my mom and watergate cake for my sister. I then opened presents from the kids...signs to stake out in the garden...so cute. An exceptional day that was made even better by a woman in church who talked about gratitude. She didn't talk about being a mom, or anything like it...she spoke about gratitude. This is a woman that has made it through cancer...twice...and she spoke simply and clearly on gratitude. It was truth...and I was grateful to have been there.

Hansen's stitches

Well, Saturday was a great day...almost. Molly had a little dance performance at the mall. She did great! She isn't nervous, just does her thing. She's a smart little one. I asked her what she was going to do, without the teacher in front doing it. She said all matter of fact..."There's this girl who knows it really well, I just watch her if I forget." Pretty cute. But then....this happened...
As my mother in law says..."This kid is stiches waiting to happen." It's true. He falls all the time. Sam was standing right next to him, but he tripped and slammed his head against one of those toy car things at the mall. The cars that Garrett begs me(and strangers passing by) for quarters. I hate them even more now. He fell asleep on the way to the hospital sucking his fingers and moaning in the back. It broke my heart. But that was only the beginning. Everything was great about our ER visit until the doc came in. He poked litocaine in him and got him crying pretty good...but then started stitching. He didn't wait more than a minute. I just figured they had some pretty great numbing stuff....oh no. The first stitch went through and Hansen screamed BLOODY MURDER. It was horrifying. As he continued as if nothing happened. I voiced my concern(in a very nice way...not crazy mom way) about the numbness. He just kept going. That sound coming out of my baby boy's mouth will haunt me forever. By the end, I wanted to grab the hook and put it right in the doc's face. I took Hansen out of there...and this last pic is what he looked like right after. He is fine. Happy. It is moments like these that I remember that this life is "but a small moment." Some of the teeny tiny moments are so heart breaking. But we can only do the best we can. It made me more grateful for those REALLY good people you meet in life.(not the mean ones) Those people that are just kind to complete strangers. Like tonight Garrett went fishing and a complete stranger would hook a fish and then hand the pole to Garrett and say, "Hold my pole, I gotta go get something." So Garrett thought he had caught it. This guy had nothing to gain, and was just kind. I want to be like that.(Not like the ER doc we hope to NEVER meet again).

A little time off...

Sam surprised me with a little trip back to Encinitas(He flew his mom in to take care of the kids). It was...it is hard to describe it. It was bitter sweet. It was relaxing. It was easy. It was wonderful. It was needed. My favorite part was taking a nap on the beach. :-) It is fun to take a vacation to a place you know. There isn't any stress involved(getting directions, figuring out where to eat, etc...) We enjoyed every moment together. He even called my cousin who is in our old ward and set up a little lunch get together. It was so fun to see everyone. Kind of emotional too. The kids were VERY excited to see us to tell us about all of the fun they had with Grandma. They loved the giant shoe, and our accompanying story about the giant on the beach, and tell everyone that will listen about their shoe. :-) It almost seemed like time stood still while we were away. Our kids are still moving at a frenetic pace...and I had to get my wheels turning to keep up on Saturday morning. :-) I felt like I was in slow-mo. But now I am back. :-)

The little things...

Hansen has learned how to get down the stairs...finally...after attempting it forward and falling, he has finally got it. Except for he starts his backward crawl about 5 feet from the first stair...which is just funny. So cute..and funny.
He finally has learned to put something in his mouth. It took about 20$ worth of sippy cups, but we count our successes one small thing at a time around here.The kids and I got to go cheer Uncle Joe on in his inner tube waterpolo match. He finally got his intermural t-shirt. We were all so proud. The kids cheered loud. Garrett just kept saying "Go Joe Flounder!" and hanging his poster and half his body over the edge...just to remind me why I don't take him anywhere after 8 o'clock. His ears turn off at 7. Seriously. They do. Molly had the french immersion teacher come into her Kindergarten class today. She came home saying Bonjour and Je m'appelle...but then I caught her in her room just babbling in kind of a french tone. It was hilarious. It reminded me of the Saturday night live and the french teacher...classic.

Love these little ones

If I learned anything yesterday while Sam had the kiddos and I enjoyed Saturday sessions with my family...it is that I love these little people. Love them. Happy Easter.

Happy Easter

This is my sister's friend from Brazil. She wanted to do all the tours up at Temple Square. Emily was nice enough to take Molly along for the trip up to SLC because Hansen was sick. They had a great time. I am looking forward to a wonderful conference weekend/Easter sunday with a lot of family. Being together is very fun.

On a side note, Garrett, while I was posting this was shooting his rubberband gun. While loading it shot back at him(cause the rubberband was too small). It hit him HARD. He didn't cry...he just started breathing kind of hard and then said, "It's okay Mom, I'm okay...wow, that huwt weally bad" Then a few minutes later as he was shooting it again said, "Wow, my face it kind of buwning...ow." He still didn't cry or whine. Just kept telling me that it was alright, and that he was okay, but it hurt really bad. Sure enough after a few minutes a welt appeared on his face. I put some calendula on it, and he said, "Awww, yea...that is just fine...thank mom." Writing doesn't do it justice, well at least MY writing doesn't, but it will be a funny memory anyway. :-)

The arrest...

Today at Molly's school there was a police car(with lights blazing) right in the middle of the Kindergarten pick up line(I assumed it was to hurry up the crazy people who disregard the ten signs that say DO NOT PARK HERE and that leave their car running and go into the school...but no...official police business). I got Molly in the car, and she told me that a lady had been arrested. Garrett then asked if it was someone's mommy. Molly told him that she thought it was a mom in the other class.(Apparently there are no felons in her class, good news huh?) Anyway, Garrett was very concerned and asked if she was going to jail. Molly told him yes. He then was almost beside himself(picturing a mommy going to jail), and said, "But when she is ready to be nice, can she come out?" I love some of the conversations I am hearing lately between these two.

Being a mom is like soccer...

So to be frank, I am good at most sports. Even if I have never tried it, if someone teaches me well, I can pick it up. There is an exception to this rule...it is soccer. I'm just not good at it. I even got put on this really good team in 9th grade with my best friends cause they thought, "we can make her good at this." Little did they know.

I've decided that being a mom is like playing in a soccer game for me. That never ends. You are in the middle of the game, so you can't ever stop to practice. There are brief times when the ball is on the other side of the field and you can enjoy a "moment" with one of the kids. There are very few goals. We score now and again, but as soccer fans know...not that often. Sometimes you make a good pass, or a good save. But mostly, you are just running around and getting tired in the middle of this game. This REALLY important game. The MOST important game of your life. I feel like I am in the middle of a game that I am not very good at, that I MUST figure out before it is over. You keep playing, and you keep playing hard cause sometimes that is all you know how to do. I've been really good at other things in my lifetime. But it doesn't seem to matter at all. I just wish I was REALLY good at soccer.

Happy First Year Hansen!

Oh how I love this boy! He melts me. We celebrated his first year today. I reflected on how fast this year has gone, and how I need to cherish every day with my little people.
I'm kind of a ghetto mom who doesn't really do decorations and party favors really well...but I do love a good excuse to make rainbow chip cake mix...in any form...with that incredible frosting. Mmmmmm. Frogs...cause this boy LOVES to jump.
In this pic we are trying to pretend he cared about his presents...he didn't care. Not one bit...but he enjoyed rustling around with the tissue paper.
Hansen's favorite foods were on the menu.(so this did NOT include peas or chicken) We(in attendance: Sam's parents, my parents, Pete and Jen's fam, Joe +1, Andi and Bryan's fam including new baby Drew, and Emily and her boys) ate sweet potato fries, butternut squash, green beans(again...NOT peas...Hansen' said NO PEAS), peaches, pears, and blueberries. Delicious, healthy, and pretty sure if we all ate like that we would all be as happy as Hansen.
This sums up how much he cared about the party. This is his, "Please give me my bottle now, put me in my pj's and kiss me goodnight...and thanks for letting me squish that whole cupcake in my fingers and play with it...you're the best mom in the whole world face."

Great Grandma's 85th, a broken toe...and "i'm never going to the olympics"

Sadly, this is the only picture I have from our trip to Boise. We were all sick the whole time, so that would explain my lack of picture taking. This is how Hansen felt the whole time there. He sucked his fingers a lot. :-) Great Grandma Meredith is 85! The party was grand, and the best part was all the cute people showing up in the sunday best to celebrate Grandma. She is one of the sweetest women alive and has lived such a faithful life. Since her husband died when he was 63, she has been a widow for a long long time. That is why I eat so unhealthy, so I can die before Sam. :-) We love her! And we are so grateful for her.
This is a pic of Garrett's toe after a few days.You can't see much, but the whole side of the foot where the pinky toe was hurt was much darker in color, and the inside of his pinky toe was black. He is a tough dude. He just limped around on the rest of our trip. Even got his shoes on by himself while gritting his teeth. We make it a point to get some kind of injury when we are in the great city of Boise.


Finally, my cute little Molly has informed me she will not be participating in the Olympics ever. She watched the women's downhill and has made up her mind. I'm pretty sure she thought I was going to make her try that at some point.(she has needed a bit of coaxing while on the mountain, and she loves it after she is "coaxed"). I told her I am fine if she doesn't want to hurl her body down a mountain at 75 MPH. Fine by me. :-)

Handsome Hansen is walking...well running

So our little dude is too good to crawl around on the ground now. He has forced himself to learn how to walk. It was a very strange way to learn...but it got the job done. He had NO caution at all, and was never discouraged. He fell at least 10,000 times, and just got right back up and kept trying. He didn't pull himself up on a couch and then "dare to take a step". He just pulled himself up in the middle of the room and tried to walk. Very unsuccessfully at first. But he's got it now. He also didn't really take "first steps," he took "first hops." I have never seen anything quite like it. He learned to jump before he learned to walk. I never had the camera handy, buy finally got some good takes of his funny hops. His record was 6 across the floor...and then didn't fall at the end. The first video is to help me remember how determined he was as a little guy. And the second is to remember the hopping. He is such a funny guy. He now doesn't really walk...he runs. He stresses my mom out because he walks with "reckless abandon"

January Survival!

We have officially survived January, and I am pretty excited about it. I thought after last year(being VERY pregnant) that January couldn't get any worse, or at least it would be a little better. Nope! It is officially the month I despise in Utah. Not just for the very cold temps...but mostly for the inversion. I could say, well at least our air isn't as bad as...but no, I can't say that, because we have the WORST air in the country. I have finally figured out that it was causing some throat, sinus issues for me, and I am doing some things to remedy that. SO...we decided to take up skiing to survive. The air is clean, it is usually a bit warmer up in the mountains, and it is SO beautiful.
I am thrilled that Molly can do the rope by herself now, so I can just focus on getting Garrett comfortable on the mountain. He is improving each time he gets up there. And they are both so cute doing it! Garrett officially let go and made it down the bunny hill by himself....very slowly...but that is better than when he got going so fast that mom had to catch up to him fast and grab him. :-) Molly is a pro, and is bored on the bunny hill. We will venture to ski free at 3 at Alta, and then maybe...just maybe next year consider paying money to do it if they are both still interested.
I posted this pic of Hansen asleep(in a shirt that used to belong to his dad when he was a baby mind you). He is such a good little guy. This may be the last time I see him asleep in his Dad's arms. He is getting TOO heavy. He is walking! Craziness! He is showing more and more personality each day. Today he couldn't get enough of Garrett. He just kept trying to interact with him and giggling at every growl and every grunt that Garrett elicited as he pretended to be many friends from the animal kingdom. Wow! We really survived January(I even saw the tulips coming up already, which is probably a bad thing...but oh well...nothing like a little hope...we all need hope) Now February will just fly by. All basketball games are so relevant...warmer days will come...then march madness will be here! Here's to survival!

New Years!

Our whole family! My brothers came into town and our family was together for New Years. It was awesome. It was renewing and cathartic, and that is all I will say about that. We had fun with cousins. Rich made a sledding hill and every time Garrett went on it, he just kept saying to himself, "This is vewy vewy good." That is his way of screaming, "Thank you Uncle Rich, this is the best thing of my life!" Jump On It was a hit. Even for Hansen, the kid was born to jump.

We got to ski...which was very nostalgic. We got to get a pic of our old cabin where many a days were spent playing pool, in the sauna, and jumping of balconies into snow forts. We had plenty of time to take the picture, because traffic going down the canyon on New Year's Eve day was incredible. Standstill is an understatement.
It was great teaching the kiddos to ski though. Very fun. Horrible at first...then very fun. :-)
Molly and Lola EZ bakin it up. Ridiculous toy. You work really hard to have three bites of dessert. Ridiculous. Molly of course, loves it and wants to do it all the time. Today was Peanut butter fudge.

Hansen loves these drums as much as anyone...and I still love that it has volume control. Good toy.
Sleepover with her cousins. It was heaven for Molly. She loved it. We had a great time, and were sad to see them leave. We got a Christmas card from Aaron's fam and Molly had to put it up in her room to "think about them." :-) Highlights: Seafood bash at Russ and Mary's. MMMM. Steelhead, huge shrimp, mussels, and yellowtail(caught by my nephew). Being at Alta skiing. Temple. Watching the kids sled on all of the uncle's crazy trails(even if it meant hitting a rock), Singing. I'm probably forgetting something, but that is what I get for waiting so long. :-) Good good times. I am and forever will be grateful for my family.