i was taking pictures of zu-zu because I knew my mom would love to see this sweet outfit.
and then truman woke from his nap and decided to join us. eliza endures a lot from her older brother. he actually was saying that her bow was “pretty.”
but see how sweet he can be? we love kisses around here.
Today Eliza ended up in this gem of an outfit. I saved it from the d.i. pile because I figured green could be a girl’s color. Plus I always liked it on my boys. Well, if a boy has ever worn an outfit, my mind can’t ever think it’s girly… and vice-versa. But I thought we’d take a picture to see if zu-zu looked much like her brothers at this age.
So… who is who?
1. Abe during his red hair phase
2. Max sporting a Mr. Collins hairdo (crazy lighting – sorry)
3. Max sporting an Alfalfa hairdo… isn’t his smile sooooo Max?
4. My little ‘Liza looking rather alarmed.
Indeed she does have a unique look to her. I always think she looks the most like Max but they have a different face shape. Unfortunately we never captured a photo of Tru wearing this green striped outfit.
Anyhoo…
Jimmy’s Grandma Smith is quite ill and will not live much longer. We wanted to send her a little cheer from Utah so the kids drew some Christmas pictures for her.
Hannah learned how to draw a Graffiti ‘S’ from her friend at school. I love her drawing and all the things our family is saying. See little Lizzy crawling. And “I have wings!” Hannah always wants to fly. … love it all.
Don’t you love Abe’s Christmas tree? It’s very modern. I imagine he got the smiley face idea from Miss Hannah. Looks like his turkey got cut off a bit on the scan – oops! Love the combo of holidays.
I love when I see a bit of the creative in my kids… We need more of that around here. Less technology… more creativity… ought to set that as a goal.
This is her scared “Bugsy” look. Isn’t she adorable!
This is her half smile. Her cheeks are so soft & squishy. We gobble them up.
Cute Eliza is such a good baby.
She hardly ever fusses.
In the past few weeks she has generally slept from 9 p.m. – 7 a.m.
She tolerates Enfamil formula pretty well though she spit up more on Kirkland brand.
She graduated from 4 oz to 6 oz bottles recently.
She smiles so much at the fam.
She laughs when you tickle her collar bone.
She is tall & has grown into 3-6 month clothes.
She snuggles & is so cuddly.
She likes to sleep on her tummy.
She takes a nap at 9 a.m & about 2 p.m.
She is such a sweetie & we’re so glad she’s in our family.
What a little blessing!
perhaps i ought to hold off on my ‘life is hard… and then you die’ journaling thoughts for 24 hours before posting.
though…someday it will come in handy… like when truman is a dad wondering why his 2-year-old is so awful.
i found a big purple bruise with red bite marks on the upper part of my inner arm from yesterday.
ouch.
those teeth went through a t-shirt and a thick chunky sweater.
oh… and a scratch on my cheek.
mean baby.
a co-worker of Jimmy’s told him that Truman was a completely normal 2-year-old.
He also said that from age 13-18, teenagers revert to 2-year-old ways.
That’s reassuring.
Not.
but… there is good in this child.
this morning we were doing dishes together and he leaned over and kissed my arm.
and then i remembered that I never stopped loving him.
this kid is so cute. like really cute…
when he is nice, that is.
what to do with little Tru?
sigh…
Mom: “Max, where did you come from?”
(why would I ask this? well… mostly I just wanted to see what he would say.)
Max: “I came from upstairs.”
Mom: “No… like where did you come from? Did you come from heaven?”
Max: “No. I came downstairs to eat a piece of cake without sprinkles.”
Okay – this might not sound like a funny conversation. But if you know Max, then you know it was funny. Pretty much 3 1/2 year olds are about the funniest people on the planet. They are so innocently awesome. And Max loved taking these pictures with photobooth. He laughed and laughed. 5 minutes alone with a tot turned out to be a good part of the day.
This was one of his favorites:
just not for breakfast ... said mother.
Max: (in his serious… i’m trying to be mean voice), “Mom… I want cake for breakfast.”
Mom: I don’t think that’s a very good idea. Do we eat cake for breakfast? (ok – secretly I wanted to eat cake for breakfast too)
Max: No.
Mom: What do we eat for breakfast?
Max: I call dad and ask to eat cake for breakfast?
Mom: Okay. Call dad.
Max: Dad, I eat cake for breakfast?
Dad: I don’t think that’s a very good idea. What did mom say?
Max: NO!
Dad: Maybe you could eat waffles for breakfast. Or Cinnamon Toast.
Max: Cinnamon Toast? Okay.
Max: (with a grouchy look on his face) Dad said no I could eat no cake for breakfast. You said no I could eat no cake for breakfast.
despite the drama he enjoyed his cinnamon toast and warm chocolate for breakfast.
Last night during family prayer,
something clicked in Truman’s little mind.
He hopped up, touched Hannah’s head and said “duck.”
He started going around the family circle playing the game.
Once we said “amen” he took off running for Hannah to chase him.
I love how tots think.
at a friend’s wedding reception at the Old Stone Church
by the Utah Capitol in Salt Lake City.
I liked the light and silhouette effect.
Photo courtesy Abe.
Aunt Julie and D’liza at dinner tonight.
Zu-Zu likes to suck her hand. Sweet dearie.
The blessed baby slept through all of church.
A blog friend whom I’ve never met (at least in this life)
sent a happy gift certificate to Gymboree.
What fun to shop for Lizzy.
It cheered hearts when we were dealing with sickies here this week.
Thanks Lexie!
neat theme for a friend’s R.S. retreat.
i’d love to be there and soak in all the inspiration about BELIEVING.
i found this on Abe’s desk… his school work from this week.
i love his spelling and what he remembers about our trip.
this little girlie celebrated her 9th birthday over the weekend.
more to come on that later.
she is a dear girl.
… like 10 hours.
9 p.m. – 7 a.m.
true story.
will it last? – that is the question.
Since she’s bottle-fed and older than 2 months, I figured it was okay to let her sleep her little heart away. And sleep she did. The only problem was that we worried about her and had to go check on her… and her diaper leaked. She woke up all smiles and didn’t even cry for a bottle right away. She might be the sweetest baby ever.
I can’t imagine why she would be so interested in sleeping so long. I’m sure it had nothing to do with avoiding life with these 2 busy brothers home with her all day. Kidding – really she smiles often at Max and Tru. We love our sweet zu-zu.
