Mr & Mrs Smith

A tub of love, as our neighbor calls him, is a fitting description. But this chub master reached 6 months last week and had his doc apt this morning. I figure he only gained a couple pounds and was exactly right. But I was surprised he only grew half an inch... I'm not sure what to think of these percentages: Details: 21.12lb 97% // 27in 60% // 45 cm 88% // size 12-18 month clothing // size 3 shoe if one would fit // size 3 diapers should be size 4 // Blue-gray eyes // light brownish hair Some of his favorite things:  giraffe teether // pacifier // his fingers // mommy's milk // Lexi // tickles // baths // sleeping on his belly // his toes // grunting // biting // cuddles Milestones: he reaches out for everything now // he holds his toys a lot better // he sits up on his own for extended periods // just barely started putting pressure on those chubby ankles & stands for a few seconds // got his first tooth almost a month ago // eats purees like a picky cha...

When I do have time to write, it's mostly about my children because they are the cute munchkins that change so much so fast and I feel like I'll forget so I'm hopelessly grasping just enough time to let me write it all down for the sake of memory, mostly out of fear. I realize in heaven we'll have a perfect recollection. How amazing would be it be to remember only every single cute moment and never have to repeat any of the awful ones? Like can I repent for yelling or acting like I was 3 today? Can that not be part of the perfect recollection in the next life? Yes, thank goodness for the Atonement of Jesus Christ. My biggest fear in this life is that I don't lean on Him enough.  I've said it repeatedly over the last week, how I realize I hold Lexi to a high standard. Honestly, I'm hoping I have the same standard for all of my children, but the oldest is always "the one who knows more and, therefore, she should act better". I hope I don...

I really don't think I can refer to my children as minions until I have like 3-4, but alas, I'm rolling with the idea.  August FLEW. Just like every other month before, haha, but I still don't feel like my kids are growing up that fast. Everyone says "I don't know where the time has gone" which is completely true, but it's not because my kids grew overnight, no. I feel every day of their growth, haha. But for real, Lexi is a joy who can actually make me laugh out loud these days. And of course we all just eat Dallin up. Lexi took a tumbling class with her cousin Maren twice a week in August, which limited our schedule. I joke because it's only 2 hours a week, but HAVING to do stuff in the mornings, when my afternoons are already taken by work, just means what I can accomplish is limited., especially with naps, etc... I enjoy flexibility so I know I'm going to struggle once she starts school and wants to do more paid stuff. We've also been doin...

Yoho, it's never about us anymore is it! We haven't dated much mostly because we're trying to save and that's an easy way to save (whether or not we could come up with cheaper or sacrifice elsewhere that's definitely the case), but we're also a little lazy. By the time Friday rolls around, we're excited we can worry less about the details of the next day. We just like to relax, but we relax differently. Mr Smith can go from one episode to the next and I like breaks. I like going on walks, seeing new things organizing stuff, or talking about life. I haven't felt like I've had a break in awhile; even if Mr Smith is watching the kids. I rarely get moments of just me for me. That's mostly because I don't even think about doing something for me. What I think about is truly doing for my kids and maybe Mr Smith. It comes naturally most of the time. However, I've definitely come to realize if mama doesn't take a break and think about her...