Prayers

We've been working on saying prayers with Hollie. For a majority of the time, our attempts are vastly unsuccessful. On rare occasion, however, our prayers go something like this...

"Hollie, let's say prayers," & she immediately folds her arms.

Me: Dear Heavenly Father
Hollie: Jabber, jabber, Habaaba Faazada, pause
Me: Thank thee for this day
Hollie: Jabber, jabber, jabber, day, pause
Me: Thank the for mama & dada
Hollie: Jabber, jabber, mama, dada, pause
Me: Thank thee for Jesus
Hollie: Jabber, jabber, Jesus, pause

No lie. Every single pull-your-hair-out parenting moment is worth it for times like these. I have never known greater joy than watching my sweet one year old talk to her Heavenly Father.

Swift.

Sheesh! Do you ever wish life would just slow down? I feel like I am always running to catch up, or even just catch my breath. I think the last thing we needed was a houseful of sickies. Unfortunately, that's exactly what we got. Hollie started us out on Friday, Sam followed on Saturday, & I picked up the rear right before church on Sunday. Yuck! I'm actually already feeling tons better & may even venture out for a few errands today. Poor Hollie is still having diaper pyrotechnics, though.

This last little bit I've had to put in a million data entry hours, which has made me ridiculously behind on editing my past 4 sessions or so. Which also means that I really shouldn't be sitting here blogging. I have missed it, though. So, here are some randoms from the past few weeks.


Don't know what's up with this face, or the little jig below. She's a goof.

Weird, weird kid.

Remember when I told the world that my daughter has an outie? Well, it is no longer just an accessory to her outfits. Hollie has discovered that she has built-in entertainment. You know how some kids twirl their hair or bite their fingernails. My kid plays with her belly button. Weird. Notice the hand placement in all of these...

New tradition...

These. On Mothers Day.

Tricksy

I really think that Hollie was born part monkey. She climbs on top of the table, scales book shelves & sits on top of Daddy's computer desk. This was one of the first times she accomplished the latter. She definitely keeps me on my toes.

Practically perfect in every way

Today has been the perfect Mother's Day. It truly has. We had a wonderful time spending time with both of our families & talking to Elder Jesse (even though he called right in the middle of church). The day couldn't have been better.

This is what I got for Mother's Day (well, actually it's a much-needed piece of equipment, but we're calling it my Mother's Day present), but it's back ordered. So, when Sam apologized this morning for not having a gift for me, I said, "It's ok. You gave me my Hollie." There is nothing better than being her mother. There really is nothing better than the way her smile lights up all the corners of my heart. I adore her. With every facet of my being, I adore her. Thank you for being mine.

This is actually what I wanted to do on Mother's Day. I've had this vision in my head for months & I finally wanted to take a stab at it. Unfortunately, this is what Hollie thought of my plan...



At least she didn't scream the whole time.

Most interesting thing I said this week. . .

”No! You may not play in your own pee!”

Saying these kinds of things seems absurd before you have children. After, it’s just a daily occurrence. This particular command was issued when a naked pre-bath Hollie decided to piddle on the bathroom floor & then proceed to splash in her self-made puddle. Oh, the joys.

Lots more to post, but alas no time to do it. Hopefully soon.

Bump

Hollie has a newfound obsession with hats. The other day she found one of her hats, but she put it on right over her eyes. She walked around the house bumping into things because she couldn't see. She thought it was awesome! What a weird kid?! When it finally fell off, she put it on with the strap right between her eyes. Oh, what would I do without her?! She makes me laugh every single day. I love you, Punkie Pewter Pie!