Post-it #127

We've canned recently.
We did 24 pints of corn in the pressure cooker. We also froze 25 pounds.

We also canned 30 quarts of peaches. I like having all of this!

Seventy-Ninth Passage

Lydia turned three on Labor Day! She got spoiled rotten to the extent that her room isn't large enough to fit all her new toys.
Here are some pictures of the party. She's all in dress up clothes, which she got for her birthday, which she loves.
Sorry so many pictures are blurry. It makes me not too happy.

She got to pick a cake mix and frosting and decorations. Look how pink and girly. Our tongues were stained bright pink for hours after eating this frosting.

This is a cute video that got cut short because my phone ran out of storage. Eventually David pulled one candle out of the cake at a time and held it up to her and she blew them out.

She had so much fun on her birthday.

It's my tradition to measure the height of my kids on their birthday's and half birthdays. Sometimes I have forgotten, or haven't had the growth charts up. Like on Lydia's second birthday. But I measured her on her half birthday and her third birthday. In those six months she grew two inches.

At three, Lydia is a princess/diva/tom boy.  She is starting to say some funny things, and always makes me laugh. She still has the lung capacity of a dolphin, which aids in her all too happy to scream loudly voice. On any given day Lydia will likely end up with a tutu on over her pants. The better for dancing. She also loves to sing made up songs. Certainly an entertainer.
Lydia is a joy, and I'm happy to have her in our family.

Post-it #126

David had his 28th birthday last week. This was a particularly important birthday for him, since he' been threatening to die at age 27 for years now. This birthday proved him wrong.

For his birthday, we had no kids. We had a nice date-type weekend, complete with fondue, Home Depot, welding, and a birthday dinner with his parents. 

Here are some pictures of the day. Kinda blurry. 

Happy birthday, David! We love you!

Post-it #125

The other day I was in my bedroom. I believe I was writing a semi-lengthy text to David. Lydia and Morgan were hanging out in the room and around. I wasn't paying close attention to Lydie. Then I heard her from the bathroom, "Mommy, I lulla you." Which is her way of saying I love you. This clued me in to some possible mischief. I looked over at Lydia and saw her standing in my bathroom like this:

She's always fascinated by my makeup and application. Apparently she found an opportunity to use the skills she'd observed, but she also knew she shouldn't be playing with my mascara, so tried to butter me up with a declaration of love.

Post-it #124

Here are some pictures of when Lydia thinks she's being cute or clever, so she says, "Mommy, take a picture of me!"

Seventy-eighth Passage

Last weekend David and I took the family to Utah for a quick weekend.
David borrowed Lydia's dollar store sun glasses for part of the trip down.

We had a not so happy incident while driving. David rolled down the passenger window to throw out an apple core. But when he went to roll it up it wouldn't work! It would roll down more, but nothing could make it go up. So on we drove, freeway speeds, with horrible hot air blowing in and noise it creates. The pressure in the car was also screwy because of it, so my ears were pretty unhappy. I wasn't thrilled about the situation.
So when we stopped at a rest stop David put his handyman skills to work.

The kids ran around on the grass, terrorized and man and his dog, and got some energy out while David tinkered. It didn't take long before the window rolled up again. It didn't, however, roll down anymore, but we were just happy that it was up.

We stayed with my Aunt and Uncle who are always so nice to have us.
Saturday morning we dropped Morgan and Lydia off with their dad. They had a full day of Lagoon ahead of them.
The rest of us found a trax station, parked the car, and took the commuter train into downtown Salt Lake. Owen was apprehensive about riding a train at first, because he was sure it would be scary, but once on the train there was no more fears.

We took the boys to Temple square. We walked a lot. We toured the old Tabernacle, the new Conference Center, along with the big gardens and fountains on the roof. They got to throw coins into the fountains, though Owen refused to make a wish. :)
We spent lots of time in one of the visitors centers. I was surprised at how much the boys liked it. My patience was waning before theirs. William really liked seeing all the art work of Jesus' ministry. Owen loved outer space and the ramp to get there. Lol.

We went to the Joseph Smith memorial building. We rode the elevators to the top and looked out over the city. A cool view of the temple.
We were trying to take a picture of the whole family by holding the phone out and scrunching. Then a nice older gentleman offered to take it for us. The iphone was a little advanced for him, and our picture ended up not being great.

But because it would have seemed rued to take another one by ourselves while he was still there, we didn't get another family shot there.

We got some of the boys though.

And we had William take a picture of us.

We also watched a movie in the Legacy theater.
It was a good experience for all of us, though my poor pregnant hips and feet were quite through with the walking when we were done.

It was a good trip. Fun playing tourist, fun visiting with family, and the six hour drive was better than we expected with 4 young ones.

Post-it #123

I like to crochet. But I only know one stitch, and I don't know how to do any boarders or anything. Still, I crochet. I've only ever made scarves and blankets.
I made a blanket for Lydia before she was born.

The multiple colors was me getting all fancy. :)

I've made a blanket for this little baby now, too. David even helped.

I liked the idea of squares. So I had to look up how to get the squares crocheted together. It worked pretty well, except for the backside. It's not nearly as pretty. I was okay with Lydia's blanket not having a boarder or anything, but this blanket has an air of being unfinished. I may have to look up different boarders.