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See Ya September & Your Bad Habits

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I also keep forgetting to mention that Lexi started biting her nails this last month. I never even really did that when she was a baby! Maybe I do it occasionally to my own?! I always clip then and then it dawned on me the other day when they were so short, yet I hadn't cut them (and I know Mr Smith would never) and then I see her BITING them. What? Really? Let's draw attention to it and she'll never stop. Sigh.

Here are three other events that happened in the month of September as we bid it farewell (how is it already over???)


I couldn't miss the chance to meet up with these fine ladies that potty training weekend. From Left to Right, Lexi and I, Emily F & her two girls who were just in from Iowa doing school, Emily S and her baby O who just moved back to Park City for the year, Katie who has a daughter Lexi's age and lives near us in Provo doing the school thing, Hilarie who has two kids & Amy who has 3. We are missing two freshman roommates: Danielle, who was there and left before this picture was taken, still lives in AZ teaching. We miss her and want her back. And then Jessica who was my room-roommate is in MD while her husband's job moves them around each year. Katie was our adopted roommate freshman year, and Amy was a roommate to the other girls their sophomore year (Emily S & I lived somewhere else). I've learned so much from these women and I'm so glad we all stay in touch even if it is hit or miss at times. Lexi enjoys parks & friends (and doesn't mind public bathrooms apparently), but had two major falls that night, one flat on the face and one flat on the back! The head to concrete one made me nervous and, unfortunately, ended the evening.


Lisa took the girls horse back riding and us pregnant mothers just sat on the fence trying to stay out of the way of being trampled. They both ate up their "pony" time taking turns being in the front and then riding "all by themselves". Lexi crashed in the car on the way home, but we appreciate Aunt Lisa's energy when it comes to keeping up with these two. 


We made it to the last week of raspberry picking season. There is a farm about 15 min south of here that lets you pick for $3/lb providing buckets and even strings to tie the buckets around you. I was excited at first to see Lexi picking with her little bucket, but then I saw the mouth and what was left in her bucket were leaves and green raspberries. She does know her colors, but I think she just went to town on whatever was there to pick and then she saw my bucket and got real whiney! Next time, bring fingertip-less gloves and go in August. Even though some turned mushy by the time we got them home, they were so sweet we just spooned them up and finished our 1 lb over a smoothie. (Those flower petals are still all over the backseat of my car)

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