Oh Boy...

At the end of sacrament meeting on Sunday, Hannah turned to the man sitting next to us on the bench, gave him a flirty smile and said, "Hi." The man smiled and waved back at Hannah. She then turned to me, very self-satisfied and said, "People love me."

Who told?

Logan: "So Mom, I hear you're not pregnant anymore."

Hannah's Beautiful Bike

Hannah received a Pinkalicious bike with training wheels for Christmas. I think it was probably her favorite present. She always calls it her "Beautiful Bike," as in, "Mommy, can I ride my BEAUTIFUL BIKE? Pleeeeeeeease?!" and "Thank you Mommy for my BEAUTIFUL BIKE!" She loves to ride it up and down our street and is doing pretty well. The other day, Andrew, Hannah, and I went out for a little ride around the street. I gave her a little push and she took off! Then she turned her head back to us and shouted in her sweet little voice, "See ya later, Suckers!" Where did she learn THAT?! I have no idea, but it was pretty hilarious!

Remember, she's only two years old!

As I was getting out of the shower, I noticed Hannah looking through my jewelry box. When she saw me looking at her, she quickly grabbed something, ran, and hid it under my pillow with a guilty look on her face. I lifted up the pillow and found some of my red flower earrings.

Me: "Those are Mommy's earrings. You need to put them back in my jewelry box."

Hannah: "But can I get some earrings for MEEEEEEE?"

Me: "When you are a little bigger, you can have your own earrings."

Hannah: "Okay! And Hannah can have some pink earrings. And Hannah can have some red earrings. And Hannah can have some green earrings!"

Me: "Yep."

Hannah: "But I really NEEEEEEEED some red earrings!"


Oh boy! She's only two! I thought It would be several years before we started having conversations like this! :) Girls are definitely different creatures than boys!

What am I going to do with her?!

Escape-artist Hannah, after making it out the front door, jumping the front fence and heading for the street... in her underwear. So of course, I grabbed my camera instead of stopping her. See ya, Mom!

Speaking of underwear...she's no longer wearing them. She absolutely refuses to use the potty. It's not that she doen't know how, 'cause she does. After being completely potty-trained, she decided she just didn't want to do it anymore. Despite this, I thought I could force my will upon her and make her go...boy was I wrong. For weeks, I would make her sit on the potty at regular intervals only to have her mess her underwear moments after she got down. On purpose. So to save my sanity (and the carpet), we put her back into diapers. How depressing. My mom assures me that she will eventually be potty-trained and won't go to Kindergarten in diapers. Let's hope she's right.

Logan: "Mom, I wish I was nine."

Me: "Don't worry, you will grow up soon enough!"

Logan: "(sigh) But it's taking FOREVER!"

Apparently we've been naughty...

Today I overheard Logan singing the Mickey Mouse Club March:

"Who's the leader of the club that's SPANKING you and me?

M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E!"

Logan's New Friends

These guys at Rolling Ridge Ranch really took a liking to Logan!

My OPERATION skills came in handy today...

Guess who got to fish a Battleship game piece out of Logan's nose with a pair of tweezers today? Yep. I'm awesome!

(Now if only I could think of something clever to say about noses and torpedoes... or sinking a Battleship... hmmm... I got nothing!)

I'm Cozy!

Hannah, you sure warmed my heart today! Thanks for making me feel cozy too!
I walked into my bedroom today to find Hannah in my bed, under the covers in with her BFF's.

Me: "Hannah, whatcha doin'?"

Hannah: "I'm cozy! Minnie... Daisy... Mouse! Cozy bed!"

My Daily Dose of Affirmation

Logan: "Mom, do you know why I always do love you?"

Me: "Why?"

Logan: "Because you always do look very cute."

Me: "Oh, thanks, Logan!"

Logan: "Uh-huh. And sometimes you wear a ponytail."

Me: "Do I still look cute with a ponytail?"

Logan: "Yeah. I always will love you!" (pause) "And you know when I stop loving you?"

Me: "When?"

Logan: "On...um...Saturdays."

Me: "Oh yeah? How 'come?"

Logan: "Cause that's the day you tormenize me."

Me: "TORMENIZE?"

Logan: "Yeah, that means that you beat me at games." (pause) "But I will always love you."

All this talk of Andrew being baptized soon, is really getting to Logan.

Logan: "Mom, you've been baptized, right?"

Me: "Yes."

Logan: "And Daddy's been baptized, right?"

Me: "Yes."

Logan: (thinking hard for a moment) "I don't think I want to be baptized."

Me: "Oh? Why not?"

Logan: (sounding a little scared) "Well, I really don't want to see the Holy Ghost!"

His future bride will be relieved to know...

Logan: "Mom! Will you come wipe my bum?"

Me: "Logan, when are you going to wipe your own bum?"

Logan: "When I grow up."

Me: "When will that be?"

Logan: "When I get married. Yeah, when I get married I will wipe my own bum."

The gift that keeps on giving...

Bryan has been having some trouble with his teeth lately, which is probably what inspired the following conversation between my mom and Andrew:

Mom: "Andrew, I just can't figure out what to get your Dad for Christmas! Do you have any ideas?"

Andrew, thinking for a moment: "Well, he has really been wanting a rool canal for a while now."

What Doctors Think of the New Health Care Plan

The American Medical Association has weighed in on President Obama's health care plan:

The Allergists voted to scratch it, but the dermatologists advised not to make any rash moves.

The Gastroenterologists had sort of a gut feeling about it but the Neurologists thought the Administration had a lot of nerve.

The Obstetricians felt they were all laboring under a misconception.

Ophthalmologists considered the idea shortsighted..Pathologists yelled, "Over my dead body!" while the Pediatricians said, 'Oh,Grow up!'

The Psychiatrists thought the whole idea was madness, while the Radiologists could see right through it.

Surgeons decided to wash their hands of the whole thing.

The Internists thought it was a bitter pill to swallow, and the Plastic Surgeons said, "This puts a whole new face on the matter."

The Podiatrists thought it was a step forward, but the Urologists were pissed off at the whole idea.

The Anesthesiologists thought the whole idea was a gas and the Cardiologists didn't have the heart to say no.

In the end, the Proctologists won out, leaving the entire decision up to the bum holes in Washington.

***Note: I cannot take credit for this... I found it on the internet, but it was funny so I thought I'd share.

Just in Case...

It's always good to be prepared!

Daddy's Little Helper

I Did It!

Hannah is eighteen months old now and is so much fun! She loves music and tries to sing the ABCs (just the tune, not the words). She likes to run and play with her brothers and climbs everything! When I'm reading a book, she likes to get attention by climbing on me and rolling around on my book, laughing. AND she goes to nursery at church now (yay!!!). She doesn't say much, but the few things she says are so cute:

"Want this!"

"What's that?"

"MAM!" (That's me. Not Mama. It's MAM! I think she learned this one from her older bothers who are always screaming, "MOM" at me.)

"ouch"

"uh-oh!"

"eyes"

"I did it!"

This one is probably my favorite! Whenever she's done something new, like go down a slide by herself or jump to me in the pool, I've always said, "You did it!" Well, now whenever she does something that she's proud of, she gets a big grin on her face and says, "I did it!"

Andrew and Logan have always loved jumping off the stairs in our living room. The other day, Hannah was watching her brothers and decided that she could do it too. So she climbed the first stair, stood on the very edge, bent her little legs, leaned forward and.... face-planted on the carpet. I wasn't sure if she was hurt or not, so I just held my breath and waited. Then she looked up at me with that proud grin on her face and said, "I DID IT!" She spent the next 30 minutes taking turns "jumping" off the stairs with her brothers.

Hannah's First Word

Hannah doesn't say much yet. She's plenty noisy and babbles a lot, but doesn't really bother with actual words for the most part. A couple of weeks ago though, we noticed that she would often point to things and say, "Uhn-Dish." She was pretty consistant, and after a while I noticed that when she pointed to things, we would point and ask, "You want this?" It was then that I realized she was saying, "WANT THIS!" So that's it. That's her first word:

"WANT THIS!"

It's a pretty efficient phrase to learn, if you think about it. Why learn several words when one single phrase can get you just about anything you want? If she wants the cookie you're eating, she points to it and says, "Uhn-dish." If she wants you to read her a book, she hands it to you and says, "Uhn-dish." If she wants you to pick her up, she holds her arms up to you and says, "Uhn-dish." I could go on and on.

Last week when I was making the cupcakes for Andrew's school party, Hannah pointed to the cupcakes and said, (you guessed it) "Uhn-dish." I said no. She didn't like that. Later, I had to leave the kitchen to check on the boys. I came back just in time to see Hannah standing on her little tippy toes to grab a handful of cupcake from the countertop. I forget how tall she is now.Just then, I noticed her T-shirt said, "Eat a cupcake." Check. It was a pretty action-packed day. Later that afternoon, she fell asleep in her Ramen Noodles.

Logan: "Does Heavenly Father have hair?"

Me: "Yes, He does have hair."

Logan: "Is He a bishop?

Me: "Nope, He's not a bishop."

Logan: "'Cause bishops don't have hair. I saw a bishop once, and he had no hair!"