Sisters!

I am so glad that these two have each other. I can't think of anything better than growing up with sisters! I have been spending a little time planning out the "girls" room in the house and it makes me excited to watch them grow closer as Vera gets older.

Buddies

Grace and Mae have become little buddies, they can play house or boat or make anything fun with their imaginations. They love to empty closets and shoe boxes and change their outfits a dozen times . . . that's what cousins are for right?

My Mae

Mae is my little buddy, especially my hair buddy. I straightened her hair the other day so that I could trim it and see what I was doing. It never got trimmed but she did run around the house thinking that she was rapunzel. Doesn't she look like a different girl? I have been doing my hair curly lately too, I have been straightening it for the last 8 years? But I like doing it curly because I feel more like I am Mae's mommy and I feel back to my roots. I wonder if Vera will be curly. Anyway, here are some pictures of the curly hairs around here.

Trouble

Mae is in time out and I am making Wes clean the house. These two are serious mischief makers. I just found a window screen, the candy land game (and all the cards, gingerbread men, and board), papers, and toys three stories below our balcony. Then I found the contents of their closet (including all their clothing and shoes) in one big pile with a box of graham crackers smashed up and poured on top. Then a whole case of water bottles was emptied in our front closet. Then I came into the bathroom to help Wes and he was sitting on the toilet with a pair of scissors cutting Mae and Vera's amber necklaces (do I need to mention that they are expensive heirlooms?) Ahhhhh.

Last week I found them sitting at the top shelf in our walk in closet, with all of our clothes, shoes, hangers, luggage and boxes etc on the floor, and they were eating all they could from a costco box of gum.

I literally cannot let these two out of my sight, they are not allowed to play in their room or go to the bathroom without me there. If they are taking a bath and I step out, they flood the bathroom. If they are pooping and I leave, there is poop or pee or toilet water all over when I come back. If they are eating breakfast and I go to get dressed, then cereal is on the walls, (along with blueberries, which stain). They empty the pantry, they empty the fridge, they cover Vera with blankets, and swim toys, and milk. They draw all over my house plans and to do lists, and computer, and tear up my magazines. They loose my nice jewelry, watches, and keys, and push over lamps and break lightbulbs . . .

hang on, Wes just ran by with his hands full of granola bars . . .

Ok, where was I. Oh ya, and they dump gallons of milk, and juice, and bottles of soap, and peel hardboiled eggs and smash them all over the house. Well, I could say more but I think you get the point; sometimes I want to pull my hair out.

If you are wondering when they find the opportunities to do these things, it is usually when I am feeding Vera, changing Vera, doing dishes, laundry or making a meal. As soon as I answer a phone call, they disappear. It usually takes me two hours to get all three kids to bed. By the time I am done I am ready for bed as well. But that is my only time to get anything accomplished, so these days I am surviving on 4-6 hours of sleep a night.

This is all I have to say when John wonders what I do all day.

My two precious trouble makers: I love them

8 months

This baby is growing up way too fast. I love her so much. I'm glad she doesn't crawl or feed herself or have teeth and she is still in size two diapers, so she still feels young to me. She finished nursing this past week and loves her oatmeal. She is such a happy baby, and super vocal, always singing, talking or yelling (especially at 5am). This week she swallowed a leaf and three small rubber bands, I guess it's time to baby proof the house. Her hair is slowly starting to come in and it's so light, almost white. I love that I have a little blonde baby! Im so glad she is in our family.

Father's Day

I love my Dad, he is the best. And I love John, he is such a fun dad. Happy Father's Day. Here is a picture from our day.


Vera's head looks giant :)

a few things

We have been doing so many fun and exciting things lately, but mostly I mostly just wanted to tell you about all the little things that have made me laugh.

We made fruit leather a while back and Wes can't seem to say it right: "thruit leatha"

Whenever the kids are feeling sick or have some kind of ailment they always ask for medicine, "the kind you drink". Lately they have been asking for it way too much so I put some gatorade in a baby bottle top and gave it to Mae. She stopped screaming and started smiling. It worked. I didn't think it would be as easy with Wes, the next time he asked for medicine I put some blackberry juice in a bottle top and gave it to him. He said "Hey what flavor is this?" Grape I said. "Oh, ya, this does taste like grape" with a smile on his face. Really? It's that easy? Awesome.

A few days ago Wes picked me some flowers, which was cute and all but then he came home and got an empty baby food jar out and filled it with water, put the flowers in, and put it next to my bed. Now that is the Wes I love.

So I had my 29th birthday last month and this is the first time I am really starting to feel old. Are the people on the Bachelor really younger than me? Kind of depressing. Also, I was visiting teaching a couple of girls in my ward and one of them said she wasn't sure how she was going to like this ward since everyone was like 30 and had three kids. . . Um. Then the other one said, ya, this ward is kind of older. . . Shoot, that would be me. Then another girl at church came up to me and said "You have three kids!? But you look so young!" Ya, Im probably old enough to have five or six kids.

Mae calls cashews "cashrooms" no matter how many times I correct her

The first day we went to the pool Mae said "this is so fun" about 50 times, every minute or so

Vera won't nurse any more. She is still so young, I am kind of sad about it. But also feel kind of free.

Vera is obsessed with hair and will pull it every chance she gets. She reaches and squirms and growls trying to get to it. A few days ago we were on a walk, the kids were in the stroller, and I heard Mae screaming. I got mad at Wes for teasing, then I realized that Vera had a big handful of Mae's hair in her hands, no longer attached to Mae's head.

Wes said "Mom, I love our baby" I said "Do you mean Vera?" He said "ya, I have been waiting for her for years" They are the cutest little buddies.

Yesterday I found a new Costco bag if chips divided into two piles, one on Wes' bed and one on Mae's bed.

I also found Vera covered in milk, and the kids were excited to show me what they did to her.