We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Busy weekends mean busy blog posts. Simon went to his first party with a clown on Friday. And got his first balloon turtle. And started scooting commando-style across the floor for the first time. This all happened at the Students with Children closing social, a club I just joined a few weeks ago. I also found out that Simon is much better known around the Journalism department than I am. A lady who is in the J-school program had heard of Simon, but we had never met before in our lives. Funny, that.
Yesterday we preemptively spent our Christmas money (assuming we get some) and committed ourselves to another year or two of baby-wearing. Simon has been on the verge of being too heavy for the Bjorn for several months now, but we thought we would try to get more use out of it before we put it into storage. Our shoulders are enjoying our new Beco carrier. We also put my website together. There is still much to be done on it, but it’s a start.
Today was the blessed occasion beloved by Mormons everywhere: The Annual Primary Sacrament Program. This is when the adults get to sit back and watch the youngsters (ages 3-11) sing, give talks about gospel principles, and pick their noses while the Primary leaders try to maintain some semblance of order. Normally, the kids are given parts weeks before the program so they can memorize them. They have seating charts. They practice sitting and standing in unison. Well, not in our branch. No sir, we like to spice things up a bit. We never know who will be there, so why give out parts beforehand? The kids who practice standing and sitting probably won’t show up, so why bother? And the lady who is leading the music (that would be me) doesn’t know the songs anyway, so why not just have them read the posters? (Assuming they can read, of course.)
The primary president seemed to randomly pick from among the nine kids and had them read straight from the program. I was amazed at 1. How smoothly it went. 2. That it took exactly the right amount of time. 3. We had no discipline problems while the kids were sitting up front. But the best part was the closing prayer, given by one of the children. He never asks for anything. He only gives thanks. Today we were thankful for: animals, people, church, temples, houses, years, birthdays, Christmas, holidays, and food and water. In that order. There were more, but we can’t remember them right now.
It was the kind of weekend where you crash in whatever position you land in. Like Simon did.
(In all honesty, it wasn’t that tiring of a weekend. We just love that picture and wanted to use it.)
Hooray for scooting kids. Your life will never be the same again. And you will finally realize how messy your floor really is when you start finding random things in his mouth. Good luck!!
My sister Jen won a Beco(in a photography contest) and loves it. I didn’t realize that’s what you were talking about when you mentioned it. I almost wish I had one…except that Clark would probably throw a fit if he didn’t get walk.
Excited to see you!
Hahaha. I LOVE Simon! I feel like doing that right now, probably because finals are coming up. Congrats on the Primary Program going so well, and your website sure looks cool! Good luck with everything!
The primary program is relaxing for everyone except the primary teachers…I’m glad it turned out. They always do, somehow.
Hooray Simon! Move that ChubbaLove! I cannot WAIT to see him at Christmas!!
Congrats on the program going smoothly, too. I am always SO glad when those are over. Mostly because I never know what MY kid is going to say. Or do. Keeps me on the edge of my seat every time.
Hope you enjoy your next season of babywearing! I still occasionally use a wrap (just a long piece of cloth tied the way I learned on mamatoto.org) to carry Keane on my hip when he’s having a “Carry Me!” day.
Liking the website–good job! Did you do it? Can we add this to the already long list of things that Lizzie Heiselt excels at?
Love the zonked out baby on your bed too!
Totally wish I had one of those beco carriers.
I wish I could claim credit for the website. I owe it all to iWeb and Micah. The site I came up with was . . . not so good.
that picture makes me want to scoop him up and hold him- so cute! we just got an ergo baby carrier- pretty much same as the becco. we like it too- baby carrying is something to fork over big bucks for in my opinion… especially if you have chubby babies like ours.
That picture of Simon is adorable! Nice job on the primary program. That’s always been one of the sacrament meetings I look forward to most, and it sounds incredible the way things worked out.
I really like your website Lizzie, and look forward to reading more as you build it up. What a talented young lady!