Monday, September 30, 2013

Sami's Dream Come True

Sami has been asking for us to go camping. I have been the party pooper. Changing diapers outside in a tent? Not so fun. Not to mention that I am a worrier so I worry that one of our girls will wander off and get lost.
But Sami's runner-up dream has been to roast marshmallows on a fire. (Okay, so she wanted hot dogs too, but all she got was marshmallows.)
Some friends in our ward live in the "country," and invited us for a marshmallow roast and Sami could hardly contain the excitement.
 The Applegarths invited us over at 7 pm. Which is late at our house. So Lucy was so lucky she got to come. Although she didn't feel lucky, I think she mostly felt tired. But she did pretty good. Except she kept trying to touch the fire, which kept all of us adults on edge.
Jonathan is the "fire king," so he build a huge fire. Looking at this picture, I realize Sami looks so hot. And the fire was mesmerizing for a girl who had never seen one up close before. The little boys sitting next to Janie is Nathan and he is in her preschool class. She tells me he is handsome.
 I love that I got this picture of Jonathan explaining how to build a fire.
 One of the best parts was when Sami asked to tell a spooky story. It went like this: "I am going to tell you about Pinkfoot. He is a monster. When you give him a smore, he will sing you a song. The end." Now those are the kind of spooky stories I like. :)


Sunday, September 15, 2013

The Determined Child

Lucy thinks she is five. Or maybe ten.
She doesn't really care what other babies are doing. She only wants to do what the big girls are doing.
She doesn't want to play with "baby" toys, but isn't quite ready for big girl toys yet.
 She wants to use silverware. She throws a fit if she doesn't get to strap herself in her high chair or car seat. (I let her buckle herself in the high chair but not the car which has started a few very strong protests on her part.)
She is the most independent little thing. And messy. Sami nicknamed her The Messer and it has kinda stuck. This morning I found her opening dish washer tabs and putting them in the dishwasher, then shutting the dishwasher. She is so, so smart. Scary smart.
 She turns 18 months this week. (Yay for nursery!) We can't imagine life without her. Her laugh is so contagious it makes us all laugh. Her smile is so cute and lights up the room. I can't imagine life without her. I hope she knows how loved she is.