::lucy blessing part 2::

Lucy is blessed in so many ways, but maybe one of the greatest of these blessings is the sweet older brother who loves her so much. This scene in sacrament meeting after Lucy got blessed was too sweet for me not to capture. They're both so adorable.

::lucy's blessing day pt 1::

We blessed Lucy on the 4th of May. It was a really beautiful spring day, nice and cool in the morning. Kathy came out to for the blessing, so that was nice. I got some really adorable pictures of her and Lucy together before we went to church.


Lucy was wide awake and interactive.


I think she heard the bees in the crabapple tree in this photo. They were buzzing around like crazy.
The photos in front of the gorgeous blossoms were turning out so great we called Kris out to pose. Lucy wasn't really into it anymore at that point though, just like any regular kid.



And, in usual parental fashion we pushed it just a leetle beet further until she was really done. But we got a couple of cute photos together, and Kris and I never get photos together!


It was such a nice day. More to come.

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This person whose nose you're lucky enough to be looking up is my Sandy.

He is a total character. If you've spent any time at all with him you'd know that already.

For work we had a consultant visit the practice this week. She really thought Sandy was fun and cute and spent a good amount of time talking with him. The best thing he said to her, besides that he doesn't learn anything at pre-school, he just plays, was the following:

She says, "What are you going to be when you grow up?" Sandy says, "A Dad." (super cute, right?) Then he goes, "That'll be weird!" But of course when he says that it sounds like, "That'll be wehewd."

She pretty much thought he was the cutest thing ever and told everybody she saw about it the whole next day. I don't blame her, I mean he's the cutest kid ever. Even when he's a bum.

::lucy eats max::

This girl loooooves her brothers, but her brothers love her even more. Max thought it was pretty hilarious that she was eating him. But later when he looked at the photos he said, "I'm just not too sure how clean my hand was...." Yeah, like I'm shocked about that.

::one whole month old::

Today is Lucy's one month birthday! Time sometimes goes so fast, and as usual of course it's hard to imagine a time when little Lucy didn't live with us.
To celebrate her anniversary today we did a few things. First and foremost she decided there would be no naps today, and I had earlier decided there would be. So we wrestled that out ALL DAY LONG. She won. I lost.
The second thing we did is that she smiled at me. Was it gas? Probably. Did it seem like gas at the time? No. She's been making cute little faces after she finshes eating the last couple of days, and I was posing her on the bed trying to get a photo after a meal when I called her name and she made this great big smile.

I was pretty excited and it sure seemed like she smiled just for me. We'll just pretend like that's what happened. It's to make up for all the nap battling.

At one month old, Lucy's favorite things are:
Eating
Being held--all the time
Snuggling
Sleeping in our bed
Her brothers



Her dislikes?
Being put down--ever.
Sleeping in her own bed
Napping
Waiting for people to do things
Being elbowed in the head by Sandy
I think that's a pretty exhaustive list.
We love our little Lucy.

::spelling homework::

I found an ipad app to help Max practice his spelling words. It's been working well and he's had a bunch of perfect tests.
Anyway, Sandy needs to do everything that Max does right now. Everything. Max Max is the coolest person in the world to Sandy right now.
So when Max is doing his spelling practice, Sandy of course needs to do his. We have this cute little app called "Endless Alphabet" that helps little guys learn letter sounds--it takes a world, then the letters all fall off the word scrambled and the kid has to put them back together. And when he puts his finger on the letter it says it's sound over and over--"arrrr, arrrr, arrrr" etc.
Sandy loves it. And of course it's much more exciting than Max's boring spelling review. So sometimes poor Max gets a little envious.
But anyway I love seeing both the boys working on their spelling.

::grandparents::

In our little family we are so lucky to have some of the best Grandparents around. After Lucy was born we got to have some time with all of them.
Kathy came for a week right after the birth and was super supportive, helping drive the bigger kids around to their activities, cleaning up after them, shopping for me, etc. She even got to hold the baby a little. It was fabulous help. We missed Grandpa Ken though.

The same day that Kathy left to go home my parents arrived to take care of us. They were here for a week too. They did lots of cooking, playing, shuttling kids to & fro, shopping, cleaning, etc. All the good stuff that keeps a household like ours rolling along.
It was really nice to get to spend some time with all of them, and so fun that they got to be with Lucy when she was so small. It's a special time when babies are so little, even though they don't interact much.
We're grateful to have such awesome parents that care for us so much and sacrifice so much for us.

::lucy::

Lucy Wren!!
3-12-14 11:56PM
19 inches long, 6 lb 14 oz
A girl!! We were so surprised.
A couple of days before:
On her bday.


More details to follow.

::not salad!!!::

My parents have a family joke in which Max is the subject. In this joke they reminisce about the time that we tried to get Max to eat some lettuce--probably on a burger or involved with something else not too healthy--and he started wailing "NOT SALAD!!!" and bawling.
Well, we had lasagna and salad the other day for Sunday dinner, and guess who started to act like we were killing him? Sandy. It was the lettuce. The lettuce was NOT OK. The lettuce was disgusting and offensive. The lettuce had to be off his plate RIGHT THEN.

Tears happened. Misery happened. Honestly now at this point I can't remember whether the words Not Salad entered into the situation, but I think they had to have. At least in spirit.

It was extremely pitiful, and the lettuce leaves were banished to the tablecloth.

It's just dang hard to be 3, especially when your parents make you man up and eat NOT SALAD.