Every house needs a toddler...

Haleigh is Funny

Haleigh was just getting dressed and put on her shirt and said as she breathed in deeply, "Mmmmm... This smells like orphans made it!" I asked her what that means. She said it's because they never used it before and it smells like their hands. Sometimes I wonder what's going on in that 4 yr. old brain.

Followers

Okay, I've asked this before, but I forget what the answers were. How do I find a widget that shows who looks at the blog? I don't want a counter, I've tried blog frog but unless they sign up it doesn't work, and the follower option with blogger is only if they flick on as a follower. Any other ideas?

Cooking

Have you ever noticed that when other people describe their cooking, it always sounds so delicious? I'm making warm sugar cookies with a hint of nutmeg for an activity tomorrow, cornbread with freshly churned butter and homemade chili with spicy jalepeno's for tonight's dinner. What do you think? Did the adjectives make your mouth water? I really need to stop watching Food Network.

Michelle's Rant and Rave

Michelle: If I have to clean up any more pee in this house, I'm going to scream! Louis peeing, Miles peeing (he's potty training) and these dumb dogs peeing all over my kitchen! AAhhh!!!

Later that day...

Michelle: Charlie! Buddy! (the dogs who just peed an olympic size pool under the dining room table) OOUUUUTTT!!!! That's it! We are selling these dogs! I'm sick of this! I'm the only one who takes care of these dogs! aAsdfashdfghsodgpasdoghsdghasdasdklflhttst! (that's me ranting for another five minutes as the kids play nearby but don't worry--it was G- rated)

Doug: Okay, Okay! Calm down! We'll talk about it later!

Later that night as I tuck Haleigh into bed:

Haleigh: (Imagine a whisperry, sweet voice) Mom, please don't sell the dogs. They are really important to me. (Michelle's heart melts a little) I have plans. I want to still teach them to sit, and roll, and fetch. I want to take them on walks. ( so, basically they don't know how to do anything) Please don't sell them. Remember that lady who gave us the dogs before (wow...that was a year ago when you were three, how do you remember that?" She wanted us to take care of them. I want to take care of them.

Michelle: We'll talk about it in the morning with your dad. (He's got to hear this speech. It's too cute. )

A bear, a bug, a lion and a monkey

Louis's Day

I've been meaning to post about the fun we've had with a baby in the house...Louis. He is now four months and can't seem to stop eating. He is double his size and wears nine month clothes. A friend threw a shower for us a month or two ago and decorated so cute with pumpkins, cider and a project of tie shirts.

The next few pics are from Louis' blessing day. In our church, a baby is given a blessing by a person (usually a Dad) who holds the Melchesedik priesthood. He is given a name and then a blessing with a circle of priesthood holders who have been asked. We had Louis' the weekend after Thanksgiving and were pleased to spend the happy day with Michelle's family members who were in town. Doug gave a wonderful blessing which I may post when I get the transcript from my brother.

This was so funny because all the small children stood quietly and smiled with no crying, moving or fussing. It actually freaked the mom's out how it was a little "too easy" to take a group shot.

By the end of the day, Miles was exhausted and as our guests left after a luncheon, he climbed up Carter's bunkbed ladder and immediately fell asleep with his leg hanging over the edge like this. Good thing he cleared the top in time! I'll post pics of the luncheon when I get them from my sister.

The cousins admiring the freshly bathed and handsome star of the day...Baby Louis!

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