I don't find much time for blogging lately, but decided to make time tonight to help calm myself. It's been a very rough toddler day, and I need to create something. This is the best it gets. Let's play catch-up with pictures and as few words as possible. (Ha. Is that possible with me?)
As I look at these I realize these moments are probably pretty meaningless for most, but they're my everything.
Dierkes Lake
Faces I Love:
Silliness after our eventful river float:
Bedtime sillies:
Mommy's baking elf:
Not pictured: my exploding heart:
I love my Mitchell Munchkins, and I love my Mr. Mitchell. What a lucky girl am I.
I debated about throwing a birthday party for Sprout, and after consulting with Mr. Mitchell we decided 'nay.' We did a movie night with one of his friends, and we did cake and presents the next day with Grandma and Grandpa Holdaway. It was all very simple, and I believe he loved it. He's embraced being 3-years-old and is already talking about his next birthday.
I made a little invite for Sprout's friend and for the grandparents for movie night.
We made a birthday chain counting down the days. Sprout made sure to rip off a chain first thing every morning.
On his birthday morning he got chocolate chip pancakes colored orange (per his request) for breakfast:
We're part of the Barnes & Noble Kids' Club, so we went and got his free cupcake and explored the books and toys for awhile. (Apparently the Barnes & Noble cafe here is only for senior citizens that like to shoot dirty looks - perhaps we were interrupting a secret club meeting?)
After this we picked up a giant number 3 balloon that Sprout quickly developed a love/hate relationship with. He thought it was awesome so long as it was always tied up somewhere away from him. It was not allowed to hang loose, and he didn't want to touch it, but he always wanted to be 'oohing' and 'aahing' at it.
I had picked out a cute, new fall outfit for birthday pictures, and we were going to go to a picturesque park. It ended up being 95 degrees on his birthday, so there went the outfit, and then I got lost trying to find the park, so there went the great setting. I had to settle for amateur hour in the backyard.
Then it was sprinkler time as we waited for movie night.
I didn't get any pictures of movie night, but we watched Curious George with a friend from nursery and had so many goodies! I think he loved it.
The next day we had another very simple to-do of cake, ice cream and presents. I seriously suggest watching the video muted so we don't hurt your ears. Seriously.
This boy is a ball of energy that rarely stops talking and moving. Some days it's a very good thing that he makes us laugh or we might be tempted to ship him off. (I kid.) He loves all modes of transportation, dinosaurs, ogres, music, books, wrestling, imagining, making his family laugh, doing anything 'big boy' style, choosing his own clothes, playing at the park, getting donuts, and so many other things. We love this boy so much and are forever grateful, even on bad days, that he is in our lives.
To the tune of Farmer in the Dell:
Tinker in the Bell! Tinker in the Bell! Fe, fi, fo, fum, the Tinker in the Bell!
Me: I love you so much it makes my heart hurt.
Sprout: *Opens his eyes wide and runs out of the room to return shortly with a heat pack in his hands.* You keep your heart safe. *Places heat pack on my chest.*
July 2015
Tip-top, tip-top = tick-tock tick-tock (he has a fascination with clocks)
"It's too zippered!" - expressing his frustration with a stuck zipper
Toodle = tool
Blue moon = balloon
August 2015
"I'm in the big trouble!" - He said this to me after he ripped a book.
Barber code = bar code
Swimming cool = swimming pool
Tokio = Pinnochio
Cucazini = cucumber and/or zucchini
He was getting very anxious to go visit Grandma and Grandpa Holdaway; after being repeatedly told that it wasn't the right day he grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup and a zucchini, named them Grandma and Grandpa, and took them to his room to play.
September 2015
"Somebody is happening!" - He means 'something.'
"There are big people, little people, and baby people."
Tater chips = tater tots
On his birthday I kept asking him if he was 3-years-old, and every time he'd say, "No! Not until Daddy!" We had to wait until Daddy was home that night before Sprout could accept that he is now three.
I met one of my best friends when we were placed together as roommates our freshman year at BYU. I am so grateful to have her in my life, especially because she makes it a point to visit me every year even though she knows we won't do much. We took her to Shoshone Falls, Dierkes Lake, Perrine Bridge, and the Herrett Center. Sprout was obsessed with her. It was so nice to have her here! (I also feel really lame that I didn't take way more pictures.)
Our sweet, sweet little girl turned 6 months recently. At her appointment she weighed in at 14.4 pounds and is 25.5 inches long. She's our tall, slender lady.
Some Little Lady 6 month highlights:
She scoots backwards like a pro
She gets up on her knees, but not for long
She has finally taken to solid foods and loves banana
She likes to eat her toes in between bites of food
She does not like sitting up and will fight against me to get down on her tummy
She still ADORES her brother - nobody makes her laugh like he does
She won't fall asleep without a pacifier
She was born with a head of hair that almost all fell out, but it's filling back in now.
She doesn't talk much, but when she does she loves to squeal
We just adore this sweet girl and her easy smile. She is so cheerful (though definitely not timid about letting you know when she's unhappy) and we're thrilled to have her in our family.
Mr. Mitchell had to go back to work after the 4th of July weekend, and I stayed home sick, but Sprout got to go to Boise with his grandparents and cousins and had a blast. The guys went on a backpacking trip, but Sprout was too little and stayed in town with the girls hitting up movies and doing shopping. He didn't seem to mind and apparently lived the life. I joined back up with everybody on Thursday night so I didn't miss out on boating and time at the reservoir on Friday.
I am missing pictures from Saturday. Saturday morning all of the women went to the Farmer's Market and had a late breakfast. Poor Uncle Garrison got stuck with Sprout's poopy diaper, but he handled it like a champ. (Your turn is coming someday Garrison, it's coming.) Saturday afternoon all of the adults (except Grandma) went paintballing; it was my first time, and I was terrified, but it ended up being really fun. Saturday evening we had a BBQ with a milkshake machine.
Sunday was spent at church and home. We played games, blew bubbles for our sweet Chandler, enjoyed more milkshakes and s'mores, and enjoyed the mayhem. (Endured can sometimes be substituted for enjoyed.)
Firepit got rained out so we had to use the wheelbarrow for s'mores.
Grandma usually got skunked by the grandsons.
I just thought this was cute when most of her boy cousins were playing with her (you can't really tell by the picture below) - what a lucky girl to have them to looking out for her:
Family of mine, I have many, many more pictures that I think a few would be very interested in. I will get them out at some point in the future.
