Cole is growing up like you wouldn't believe. I love it. In a few weeks he'll be eating some solids - wahoo. I bought his first sippy cup today but at four months, when I start giving him diluted juice, I would like a good sippy cup. This has helped my kids adjust so much easier. It's fun around 8 months when they get the sippy with the straw so they can start practicing that. OK, back to the present. He's loving his reflection but is madly in love with his big brother Jackson. These two have a fabulous relationship. He's still waking up once in the night but I haven't worked on breaking that either.
Ry did finish swimming lessons and let me tell you, it was totally worth the difference it made in him. He is so proud of himself and now so brave in the water. Today we went to the beach (that will be on another post) and he was the only one fully immersing himself in the water. The last day of class we walked to Lauren's and I told myself I would do that often because it was such a good workout.... haven't done it since :(
OK, back to Cole - it happens. He has really become attached to his little bear and elephant (not pictured). I love that he is now grabbing onto things and wanting to find comfort in something. When I put him down I put his snuggly in the crook of his arm and he turns his face to snuggle it. So cute.
You know it must be gorgeous weather when we finally pack our butts up and head out to Placerita. We love it there and again, something we should do more often but instead we let life get in the way. This particular morning I did not want to get on the elliptical so off we went. It was perfect.
We saw a monkey on the way but other than that, it was a calm morning.
With this warm, OK, HOT weather, we have been able to get a lot of use out of Jackson's Slip 'N Slide. This has been a lifesaver!
"Is it summer mom?" - J
Yep, it's here. Free movie time. Well, now it's $1, but that's good enough for me. The first week I took Andi and Ryan to the Pollard's so I could then take Jackson and Taylor (and Cole) to the movies without the little ones. It went SO well for their first "date" (and no I did not tell them to hold hands). The second week I met up with Laurel and we had all the kids. That one tougher but I credit that to the lame Yogi Bear movie.
Because Andrew's birthday landed on Father's Day this year, my family decided to go out to Black Angus on Friday for Andrew's birthday celebration. Andi and I made cookies for dessert and she even helped clean up afterwards.
Jackson and Ryan had a conversation in the car regarding Andrew turning 33:
Jackson: Ryan dad is going to be an old 33.... Mom, I don't want dad to die.
Andrew: I don't want to die either bud.
Jackson: Why?
Andrew: I want to live a long time with with you guys.
Andrew: I don't want to die either bud.
Jackson: Why?
Andrew: I want to live a long time with with you guys.
Jackson: Why? Because we're so much fun!
Andrew: Yep!
Andrew: Yep!
Because Ito and Juana were leaving the next morning, we gave Ito his gift in the parking lot. (Not pictured, Andrew received a Kitchen Aid... as if he didn't bake enough already!)
So here we go, back to Mr. Cole. Mr. Cole gets cranky in the morning if he has to take his morning nap before having his morning shower. The boy loves his showers; as did all the kids. He could be getting fussy in the living room and as soon as I bring him into the bathroom, he knows what's coming. He will patiently wait until I'm through with my shower and can finally bring him in there. He just relaxes before, during and after. Such a cuddle bug!
Oh how we love Isabelle! She turned one and it's just crazy to think about. And she's not even mine. But even so, when you watch a child come into this world and then watch them turn one, it's pretty cool. Saturday she had a fantastic Carnival party and she couldn't have been cuter. Becky really did an amazing job and everyone had so much fun.
That night, as I do often, I had a cankering for Chronic Taco. Because that particular night was so hot, we actually ventured to the other side of town and satisfied the craving. BUT, on the way, Andi's seat proved to not be anchored in very well. But her big brother came to the rescue and gave her a sense of security.
And would you look at that, Mr. Cole sneaks in again. I am still holding on to Cole's infantry in little ways but in one aspect I have made progress. After feeding him around 3 or 4am, I no longer keep him in my bed. I now set him in the bassinet that is still next to my bed, but at least I can sleep better for the next couple hours.
Father's Day = busy, busy day. Not only was it busy, but I was mentally preoccupied. 9:30pm Saturday night, I was called to be the new Primary President. Yes, me, the one that prefers teenagers over little children. I am still in shock and oh so overwhelmed. Needless to say I couldn't sleep that night and church, man being bombarded at church didn't help either. So, I adore the fathers in my life and I so wish we could have done more for them if we had more time and if I wasn't in such a cloud. But we did enjoy the time we had with each of them. It was adorable, the second Jackson woke up, no exaggeration here, he ran into the living room to work on his card for Andrew. (I thought it was very revealing of our personalities that that morning Andrew went straight to the kitchen, Jackson went to the desk and I went to grease the squeaky door hinges.)
After church we went to my parent's house for that portion of the day. Mark really pulled off a nice lunch (tacos) and I think we all had a great visit.
2pm hit and off we were back to our place for an Anderson dinner (carne asada) at 3:30. With Annette, Richard, Tori, Ivan, Mya and Zoe leaving for St. George very soon, it was nice to be able to sit, visit, and play Bocci Ball. For Andrew and I, it was like Wes was there with us through Bocci ball. Everyone didn't leave until 9pm.
Tori pointed out the difference in Andrew's gift pile from his dad's. Why didn't he get more of that organization from his father????
We did take some time on Sunday to celebrate Andrew's birthday. Curtis and Tristan did a stellar job in personalizing the dessert for him. A die hard chocolate cake and everything revolved around golf. So great.
Right before the Bishop called me to Primary President, I told him how I'm just so tired. To which he responded, "You don't know what it's like to really be tired". WHAT? I mean really, I have never been so tired before. I feel as though I can't catch up and I neglect many things that are important to me. I have never wanted more hours in the day until now - but I know I couldn't handle more hours because I am just dying to lay my head down each night. But here I am, reflecting on the past couple of weeks, and I know it would be foolish for me to not be grateful for all that exhausts me. As they say, enjoy it now because it's all over in a blink of an eye. And so I pray for strength, for endurance, and for finding JOY IN THE JOURNEY.
*Ha, the irony that I just finished this marathon of a post and am STILL behind. Oh boy....





































