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Back to My Minions and August

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 doing a little preschool for an hour every Wed morning. We rotate teaching  with some friends and I think it's great for Lexi to learn (gives us topics to focus on) as well as learn to play.  She is pretty smart, but dad is still worried about her speech "impediment" and how she talks/sings threw her nose. I told him she is fine.

One thing with UT, is that there really isn't a shortage of playdate possibilities, we just have to make them. We went raspberry picking with friends, which wasn't as cheap as I was hoping. We only made it to one $2 Tuesday at the children's museum. We managed a mommy daughter date to a carnival simply because daddy decided to nap. 

Dallin is expanding his food intake more and more. He hates carrots the most. He struggles with peas. But ice-cream...well that was a hit. He has been biting everything and it turns out he did pop in his first tooth this month as well, which also brought diarrhea.  The spit up was getting a lot better and basically as soon as we said that Dallin threw up a few days worth on Grandma Smith & Lexi. It was pretty hilarious with Lexi just turning to me "Mommy, can you help me?" with the look of terror, haha. But still, she is the best with him and I love that they can entertain each other already. I'm back in my skinny jeans and dad started soccer again. Me exercising with Lexi is still on the goal list along with some solid scripture reading. Dude that has been so hard to keep up with and I hate that!

To start out September, Dallin and Lexi have their own beds in the same room now. Updates on that to come along with Dallin's 6 month post. 



   




 



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