Growing Up

Don't they look like they're whispering about something?

Sophie had her two-month check up and is growing well. She's in the 65th percentile for weight, 81st percentile for height, and 100th percentile for head size. Yup, she's just like the other three in that regard.

The doctor was lucky to get a glimpse of Sophie. Phoebe was with us and spent most of her time giving Sophie hugs and kisses, which made it hard to see Sophie behind all that love.

She got three shots and has spent the day slightly feverish, a little grumpy, and very clingy.

The doctor reminded me that I should be putting her to sleep while she's still awake. I understand this, but I have a terrible time doing it. I love snuggling my babies and sometimes that means I hold them until they're asleep. I'm sure in a few months time I'll be writing about how tired I am and bemoaning the fact that my children don't sleep, but for now I'm happy to just hold her.

Of course, right now I can't complain about her sleep because last night she slept for eight hours in a row! And I slept for seven!

Phoebe Funnies

Whenever I talk to my grandma she asks for funny things that Phoebe has recently said. These aren't all funny, but they certainly are memorable. And we did apologize for the second one on the list.

• "I wish the whole world was made of chocolate. I just love chocolate," said during a lunch void of chocolate.
• "I'm tired of you being here. Can you go home now?" said to friends who had come over to play.
• "I can't be in my room! I hate my room!" said after she was told to go play with the toys in her room.
• "I hate this dinner! This dinner is dumb," said during a meal of pasta and cheese, one of her favorites.
• "Let's play house. I'm the mom and you're the big sister. But you do all the big stuff like make food and drive the car because I'm a little mom." said multiple times every single day.
• "Here's the cute girl you married," said while handing Bryan an old picture of me.

Pajama Time

Phoebe has recently outgrown most of her pajamas. We were at Walmart last week and saw that the jammies were on clearance. That's when this little number caught her eye.

She loves nightgowns, and we all know about her affinity for the princesses. I tried to find a pair of pajamas with pants, but things in the needed size were in short supply. Much to her delight, we bought the nightdress. She's worn it at least four times since then, which is unusual since she likes to have clean clothes each night.

Yesterday while she was getting ready for bed I remembered something. My mom likes nightgowns; so did my great-grandma Lucy. I'm more of a pants and shirt kind of girl; so is my grandma Bonnie. I remember my grandma telling me once that she didn't understand why the others liked nightgowns so much and that the love of that item must skip a generation.

Phoebe is right on schedule to love nightgowns. I guess that means that my grandchildren will prefer pajama pants?

One Lives at Our House

Found here.

All Dolled Up

I have favorite baby outfits. This dress that my sister-in-law Amanda sent to us when we were expecting Phoebe is still one of my favorites. I make a point of taking pictures of those special items of clothing in use, just so I can remember how adorable my children were while wearing them.

Does anyone else do that?

Walk-a-Thon

The kids have been begging to walk to school, but between rain, snow, and cold, I haven't wanted to take Sophie out. But today was dry. It was still chilly, though not really cold. So the girls and I bundled up and we loaded the double stroller for a walk.

Due to a late start. we briskly walked the mile to the school. The boys were thrilled that we were walking back home. We even stopped at the park for ten minutes until Sophie started to fuss.

I'm glad that we ventured outside, we all need the vitamin D. Two miles on my first walk in several months may have been a little ambitious though. I'm not sure how well I'll be moving tomorrow...

Beware the Fish

Between the recent snow days and some scheduled days off, the boys have been home more than usual. We've played UNO and Memory and Candyland. We've started reading Mary Poppins, which the boys love and Phoebe isn't as excited about. We've also done some baking.

We keep some of our baking ingredients in large buckets. We made Pumpkin Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookies (because one child wanted pumpkin cookies, one wanted oatmeal cookies, and one wanted chocolate cookies) which required two of our bucket items: flour and oats.

I measured, Cooper and Phoebe poured in ingredients, and Peter read the recipe to us. He was sitting on the closed bucket of oats with his feet propped on the closed bucket of flour. That's when he asked, "Why does it say they can't catch fish is these?"

I looked at him, trying to figure out what in the world he was talking about. That's when I saw one of these labels on the side of the bucket he was looking at.

No no Peter, not catching fish.

Cuz

Want an excellent way to waste time? Or need something to keep yourself occupied while you stare at a bright screen to stay awake in the middle of the night? Well sir, I have just the thing for you!

My friend's husband's uncle (that makes this sound fake) created a website where you can see what famous people you're related to. The program uses Family Search, so if you have an lds.org log in you can find your relatives. It's fun. And also addicting.

And it looks like, if you go back far enough, everyone is your cousin.

Begat and Begat and Begat

I recently finished reading the Book of Mormon again. In contemplating what I should study next, I decided to read one chapter a day from it, them spend the rest of my scripture time on the Bible. It's been a few years since I read the Bible cover to cover.

It occurred to me as I've been making my way through Genesis that reading the Bible is kind of like visiting an elderly relative. They talk about a lot of people you don't know or can't remember. And they expect that you totally know who they're talking about.

My Grandma doesn't do this, in case you were wondering. But the book of Genesis does.

Bright Eyed

This sweet girl got six straight hours of sleep on Saturday night and eight straight hours on Sunday night! Maybe that's why she looks so happy.

And her mom got six straight hours of sleep on both nights! She's feeling pretty happy too.