You're My Best Friend!

When Steven and I were little we did everything together. I have pictures of him in a pink tutu to prove it. We were best friends. Now I have Owlex and he has Amanda BUT he's still one of my best friends, just don't tell him that. My hope was always that when I had kids someday they would like each other as much as Steven and I did.
A few nights ago I laid Matthew on the floor so I could make dinner. Of course that meant lots of screaming. "Mom, how could you!?! You're supposed to hold me ALL of the time." Just when I was starting to feel sorry for the tiny guy, in comes Hailey with a book. "Don't cry Mafew, I'll read to you."


It's moments like these that make up for a week without sleep.

Too Tired

At Matthew's four month check up the doctor said, "I rarely see babies this big, he's going to be a tall boy." He's in the 90 percentile for height but only 60 for weight.

I woke up early this morning to register Hailey and I for mommy and me swim lessons. I got there and there 15 mins early and there was already 200 people in line. People had even obviously camped out the night before. I thought there would be maybe 15 people ahead of me. It was crazy.

The woman behind me in said line was a little too friendly, she smacked my butt before the morning was over. She wasn't aiming at my butt, but it was still very strange.

Alex goes back to work in three weeks. :( I'll miss him.

Thursday was 50% humility and 102°. OH! MY! GOODNESS!

I've decided to apply for the Nauvoo pageant for next year. It would be a great experience for us.

Alex bought me the coolest shirt ever! Check it out!

After 3 weeks of traveling this week has been nice and relaxing.

My kids make me happy.

My husband is AWEsome.

I'm a lucky girl.

Three Weeks of Awesome!

We've been busy! I'll spare you the details, but here's some pictures of what we've been up to.

Part of Your World!

I haven't posted video of Hailey singing for a while. She is going through a phase where she hates the camera. Every time she sees the camera she lays on the floor and screams, "No! No! No!" If she doesn't see it, it means she's preoccupied with something else, and doesn't do nearly as good a job as when she is just singing. This video is actually about two months old but isn't nearly as clear as she normally sounds and I have to prompt her much more than usual, so I have held off on posting it. I now realize that until she gets past this phase I won't get a better video, so this is what you get.

It's Too Late!

I tried to post a video of Hailey singing earlier today but blogger video was down. :( So you get this instead. Alex and I both think it's pretty sweet, but we are slightly nerdy.

3 Months! and other things

Matthew hit three months on Saturday! I can't believe how big he is! I looked at Hailey's first year stuff and he is as big as she was at 8 months, CRAZY! He doesn't really look fat though, just linebacker-ish. He likes to "talk," eat, sleep, cuddle with mommy, get kisses from Hailey, hang out with daddy, go places, and listen to music. He does not like being put down, ignored for even a second, or sit around. He loves going places, which is good because we are always busy. He has the most contagious smile and we all love having him around.


We went to the Scottish games last week, had a Brazilian family reunion, Hailey got potty trained, and we've been spending a lot of time in the back yard enjoying the weather before it gets too hot.
Hailey would ride her "bike" all day if she could. Her feet still don't quite reach though.
Matthew sporting the cute towel Auntie Crazy Annie got him.
The kids in the kiddie pool. (ignore the torn up back yard.)
This is the tent for the pipe band my dad's gonna be in. We're so proud. :P
And of course we had to visit our clan tents.


Funny side note: (if you're still reading) My dad was carrying Hailey around at the games and he had his Campbell shirt on. A man approached him and said that Hailey's, "only hope of escaping the shame of the Campbell name is to marry well." (for reference click here) Then my dad stabbed him. Or my dad just said, "her dad's a MacDuff." The man then gave her a pardon due to her "royalist" lineage. Gotta love the crazies. Just remember my family could beat up your family.

Our Cutie Tiny Guy!