The Best Things About My Vacation

#1 - We went to church with Aunt No-No in her singles ward...Wesley being his squirrely self was busy climbing back into his chair during the sacrament. And proceeded to fart...and yes you guessed it - he made his favorite announcement for all to hear. Andy, Noel, and I could barely contain our giggles - I think we may have been snorting.

#2 - Leaving Aunt No-No's on Sunday evening, Noel was strapping Wesley into his car seat. And Wesley was waving at the house and saying "Bye Mary" (Mary is a friend of Noel and Andy's that came over for dinner with us, Wesley LOVED her, they became instant best friends). Noel asks Wesley, "Did you like Mary?"...Wesley nods head yes with really big eyes. Next question, "Do you want to date Mary?"...Wesley again nods yes with really big eyes. He then says, and no I am not kidding..."She's Hot". He so his fathers son.

#3 - Wesley and Megan. They were so cute together (they are about 6 months apart in age). Saturday night I went downstairs at my cousins house to get Max ready for bed. And found Wesley and Megan on the couch watching a blank TV screen and listening to Aladdin really loud. They had figured out how to get the DVD player going but not the TV - and the surround sound was so loud. (Picture to follow) Second at the zoo earlier in the day they had been playing with a lizard and giggling - missed the picture of Megan kissing the lizard through the glass but got a couple other cute ones.

#4 - Wesley and Max's first visit to the zoo. Wesley had so much fun looking at all the animals. He especially loved the elephants and did not want to leave but eventually did with the promise of more fun animals to look at. Hogle Zoo in Utah also has a small train that makes a loop - Wesley is a train fanatic and loved riding the train (minor issue upon leaving but still fun). He also enjoyed the merry-go-round. And really just about everything else we did and saw. Max on the other hand slept through most of the zoo...but really what do you expect out of a 6 month old at nap time.

#5 - Time spent with family. It was great to spend time with Brady and Angela...I haven't seen them for about a year - the kids have changed so much. And at the zoo I was able to see my Aunt and Uncle and more cousins (Bambi and Harrison and their adorable little girl Mady). I am grateful to live close to so much of my family - I need to take the oppurtunities to visit more often.

#6 - Cafe Rio...really if you have eaten there you would totally understand. Best pork burrito ever, I may drive to Utah just to eat there...though I am pretty sure they are building on in Twin Falls. I may be making that drive very soon.

Hair! Flow it, Show it; Long as God can grow it, My Hair!

Hair

She asks me why...I'm just a hairy guy I'm hairy noon and night;

Hair that's a fright. I'm hairy high and low, Don't ask me why; don't know!

It's not for lack of bread Like the Grateful Dead; darling

Gimme a head with hair, long beautiful hair

Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there, hair! Shoulder length, longer (hair!)

Here baby, there mama, Everywhere daddy daddy

Shaggy Boy - His hair was getting long, but I could not bring myself to cut it. It was cute and sometimes it would curl (especially after a bath).

What made it even harder to cut was the fact that for many months he did not have much hair. But with this kind of attitude, who needs hair? (By the way...Noel, on her never ending quest to get smacked down by Grandma, claims that Grandma made him flip off the camera).

Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees

Give a home to the fleas in my hair

A home for fleas, a hive for bees

A nest for birds, there ain't no words

For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my hair.

Max on the other hand has always had hair. And Flower has enjoyed licking it from the very beginning.

Max on the left and Wesley on the right...both sporting mohawks. The NICU nurses were having fun with Max and I was so excited for Wesley's little bit of hair that I just had to show it off.

Scary looking Greg with the multi level hair...I just had to take the picture and now here it is for all the world to see. Post hair cut holding Max.

I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy

Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty

Oily, greasy, fleecy, shining Gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen

Knotted, polka-dotted; Twisted, beaded, braided

Powdered, flowered, and confettied Bangled, tangled, spangled and spaghettied!

Mommy has lots of hair...so in the beginning Wesley not having hair was mind boogling. Again Max had hair, so what was up with Wesley?

As you have been reading this and looking at all of the pictures of hair, you have probably been asking yourself...why? Why did she take the time to post this. Well I will tell you...because today Wesley got his hair cut. This means no more getting asked when I am going to cut his hair because today I did it.

O-oh, Say can you see; my eyes if you can,

Then my hair's too short!

Down to here, down to there,

Down to where, down to there;It stops by itself!

My Angel with an Attitude

As I am writing this post my angel, aka Max, is suppose to be taking a nap. We will see if this is true later - he is quiet so I am hopeful. I have been thinking about this post for awhile but was reminded this afternoon why I was wanting to write this. Max can go from the happiest, most mellow baby on the planet to red and screaming in seconds. This especially happens when he is tired or hungry or a combination of both (especially loud and angry). He can seriously be playing happily on the floor with his toys, and suddenly burst into tears, all while still playing with his toys.

Pouting is one of Max's strong suits. My sister Noel, swears he looks like my Grandma Meyers when he pouts...Noel needs to be careful with this statement because one of these days Grandma is going to reach down and smack her. But oh that pout is a mile long. I may be a horrible Mommy but I tend to giggle at that pout, probably because Max looks so much like me it is like looking in a mirror from the past.

We have a nickname for Max, Thumper. He will get that leg thumping in the bathtub, in bed at night, in his carseat, in his bouncy chair, or while just playing on the floor. Usually a sign of happiness but it can also be the precurser to pay attention to me now.

It is said that attitude is everything...and if that is true Max has attitude coming out his ears. If he wants something (food, toys, sleep) or is unhappy about something (usually a nasty diaper or being left in a room alone for too long) - he wants the situation remedied now, not when Mommy and Daddy have a minute but now.

Baby Food for Max

Friday in a valiant effort not to do housework, I decided to make many batches of baby food for Max. I have been making all of his baby food from the beginning and have been loving it. I tried to do this for Wesley but since I was working full time and lets face the kid ate tons of food (and when I say tons I mean tons...five Stage 2 containors of food daily plus cereal or yogart and of course his huge amounts of formula, 6 oz after each meal and 8 oz at other feedings) - I gave up and bought his food. Now two years later I am a stay at home mommy and have the time to make baby food. We will see as more children are added to the family how much time I have to continue this endeavor - though I find that it does not really take that much time if I plan ahead.



Below are the websites I used to get me started, they are full of great tips. The first is the best one for fruit/veggies and storage tips but I used the second one to get the needed rice cereal recipe - one where I would not need to cook new batches frequently.

http://www.wholesomebabyfood.com/

http://www.keepkidshealthy.com/experts/fb/homemade_baby_cereal.html

In the process of cooking and processing the first of many batches. I had baked the sweet potatoes and pears earlier in the week to process when I had time.

My freezer is now full of food...just need a squash and green beans to round out the tasty treats. Below is Max after enjoying a yummy bowl of carrots and applesauce

"I farted..."

This is Wesley's newest sentence, and yes he only says it when it is true. So, if you are near him and hear "I farted..." give him a wide berth because it stinks! In an attempt to get him to stop I have been making a vain effort to not laugh when I hear this...but alas this effort is not working and I find myself giggling everytime he says "I farted..." so the the odds are this will not be stopping anytime soon. By the way, Greg laughs too when Wesley makes this ominous statement so I have no help from the other parent.