May
16
I was feeding Jake and trying to get his attention when I said, "Hey, pssst!" He started giggling so hard, so I kept going. I'm so glad I could record it!
May
13
I was feeding Jake and trying to get his attention when I said, "Hey, pssst!" He started giggling so hard, so I kept going. I'm so glad I could record it!
May
11
I was feeding Jake and trying to get his attention when I said, "Hey, pssst!" He started giggling so hard, so I kept going. I'm so glad I could record it!
May
11
Shiloh and Jayden swimming on a hot day.
Jake likes reading the newspaper.
Jake loves cookies. He eats solids like a champ.
Cookie overload
Feeding the horses carrots.
Basket rides.
More carrots.
Jayden and Shiloh in Jayden's kindergarten class.
Shiloh loves going to school.
Jake sits up on his own now!
He also (more or less) planks too.
Shiloh working the land. She loves all the space to run around and be a kid.
May
11
Little kids and animals are a fun combination. We took a trip to the zoo last week and it was a lot of fun.
They conquered an alligator!
When I was little my favorite animal was an elephant. Shiloh is taking after me because she couldn't wait to see the elephants! (Although this is an Asian elephant and I like African elephants better because I like their big ears.)
This was the human exhibit: a playground. =)
My mom took the kids on the carousel. I thought this was pretty funny.
"Hey kids, who wants to ride on the dung beetle?!"
This is what Jake thought of the carousel. He was so tired.
Shiloh still talks about riding on the white horse. She loved it.
Jayden jingled through the whole zoo. Turns out he had about 50 cents worth of pennies in his pocket, which he and Shiloh had fun throwing in the fountain. After the playground, I think this was his favorite part.
May
11
I once heard a quote from someone in a BYU ward. He said his dad said, "You aren't who you think you are. You aren't who others think you are. You are who you think others think you are."
I don't suppose that I should worry about what others think of me, but it's really hard. It's really easy to focus on my weaknesses, and I often assume that it's all others see of me as well.
Someone once said that she liked herself and I really liked that she said that. Rather than feel like I am being prideful in listing my strengths, I am happy with myself for having strengths and for finally being able to recognize some of them.
I am kind.
I don't like anyone to be hurt or offended. I have never intentionally hurt someone's feelings (except siblings, but even that has been very rare). I like for people to be happy and to feel loved and wanted. I don't like people to be excluded. I like people to feel good about themselves.
I forgive easily.
I have my moments where this is hard because I am not perfect at it, but I am usually able to give things up very quickly. I can flare up and get angry, but I am more like a candle that is easily snuffed out than a campfire that burns for awhile.
I am grateful.
I am so incredibly grateful for the kindnesses and sacrifices and gifts and love from others. I love to say, "Thank You," and I love for people to know how much I appreciate what they have done for me or someone else.
I am creative.
I am not creative in a very traditional way, but I am creative in my own. And I like how I am creative. It has taken me some time to learn not to compare in this area, and I like what I can do.
I am a hard worker.
I can work from sunup to sundown, and I like it. I love to be efficient and organized and feel fulfilled. I love to get things done. I love to work hard and to do them right.
I show a propensity for sheer doggedness.
I don't quit. Sometimes I may want to and sometimes I threaten to, but the reality is that I don't. I push to finish and then push myself beyond. I always sweep around the corners because I appreciate a job well done and expect it of myself. It is not uncommon for me to go running or biking and when I want to stop more than anything, I set my eyes on a goal and then go beyond it.
You could look as this post as a prideful post. But to realize that you have something good in you is not prideful. After all, I am a child of God, and, as such, I have to have inherited something from Him. I realize now that I'm almost done with this post that it really is only His opinion that I should be utterly concerned about, and when I listen for His opinion, I know that He is happy with me and that He loves me. I feel as if He views me by my strengths and not by my weaknesses.
I think I can change the quote now. "You're not who you think you are. You aren't who others think you are. You are who God knows you to be."
May
11
• is a jealous baby• loves to be outside and wails when we bring her inside
• is afraid of everything: fuzz in the bath, crunchy leaves beneath her feet, puppets, wigs and hats, loud noises, dirty fingers, a dangling string on her clothes, Scar from Lion King to name a few
• loves to wear jackets
• is always stomping around in someone else's big shoes
• runs away from us when we call her
• knows how to milk an injury: she cries, while pointing to the injured part of her body or the culprit
• needs a lot of attention
• alternates between loving and hating the bath
• insists on sitting wrapped up in her towel after a bath, even after she's dressed
• is a super car and stroller traveler
• loves the cozy coupe
• wants to do everything her big sisters do
• is a little climber
• loves cottage cheese, yogurt, and cheese but isn't crazy about milk
• calls all liquids “wawoo”
• laughs and cries easily
• Is a good sleeper and has become a good napper now that she has consolidated down to one nap
• dismantles Maisy's new train set at least 20 times a day
• if she can choke on it she puts it in her mouth.
• she loves washing her hands
• calls everything with 4 legs a "doggie"
• goes up and down the stairs by herself
• gives hugs, kisses, and head-butts
• likes jacob the best but yells “mommy, mommy, mommy” whenever she wants something
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