I was just reading through the blog archive and came across some good memories (
here,
here, and
here). I'm always amazed at how much I forget and I love reading back and remembering little things like the way Camilla said "Danx" instead of thanks, and then comparing to the way Hyrum says "Ganx" instead of thanks. It's so easy to forget those funny little words and pronunciations. So, in an effort to amuse my future self and perhaps my children, here are some little things I've jotted down the last few weeks.
Camilla is becoming quite the little actress. She loves performing scenes from movies and playing pretend. She is also absolutely a hoot to talk to! She always leaves me giggling to myself. This morning I discovered she had given herself some nice eye length bangs in the front. Mostly I was just thankful that she didn't go as short as I did when I was a kid because buzz cuts aren't pretty... She has a comedic little voice that she uses sometimes. My favorite saying of hers is, "Heeeeeeeh-LO there!" said with crazy eyes and a bit of a bounce. Another funny word is restaurant which she pronounces "rester-naut". She loves to talk and talk and talk. Just tonight I tucked her in and she talked for almost ten minutes. I don't even think she cared if I was listening or not, but every now and then I'd chime in to let her know I was listening. She cracks me up. She is a fabulous big sister though and seems so mature for her age. The problem's she solves amaze me, she amazes me...One day I was in the kitchen with the older two. Joseph was napping I think and they were creating a small rocket ship from cardboard and pipecleaners in the middle of the kitchen floor. All was quiet and then suddenly Hyrum says, "I wike nursery, but sometimes kids are mean..." In my mind I flashed forward to when they are both teenagers and able to share and help each other. Camilla thoughtfully responded (while still tinkering away on her rocketship) "Well, sometimes you just have to be nice to them still. Or when there's a new visitor, you can welcome them by smiling and being their friend." My heart burst with love! At a party the other night she told everybody, "messy is my middle name!" I had to laugh.
Hyrum still draws on everything and anything. The other day I had pen stick figures on my kitchen wall. They crack me up though because his little people look like cartoon versions of Princess Leia the way he draws the ears. I also discovered some marker on Camilla's sheets and curtains. I didn't have to ask who did it because he pretty much signed his name with his special extra wide "H". Even when I did ask him about it, he denied it 100%. All I could do was sigh and roll my eyes. Then there was one morning Mr. H told me he didn't want his breakfast, but I knew
he'd want it later. He likes to change his mind, so I left it. He came
back to the table a few minutes later ready to get grumpy and was
stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his breakfast still where he'd
left it. He still never finished it, but I felt a small sense of
victory. One tantrum avoided! Today he put his noise making motor bike under water and as I type it keeps going off randomly. I also have to laugh when I vacuum and he goes, "Snuck up this Mommy!" instead of "suck". They like when I take the end off and suck up their hair. A phrase I heard often this week was, "Mommy! There's some great news!..." or "Mommy! There's some funny news!" I can't believe how well he speaks lately. He also corrects himself when he prays and tries to remember to say "Thank-you" instead of "Gank-you". He's growing up too fast!
Joseph has changed the most of the three I think. He loves to vacuum for me and often runs to the door where it's stored exclaiming "BA!". Although this week he sucked up a sock and plugged the central vac for a while! Today I couldn't get over how scrumptious his little cheeks were. I had to kiss them over and over again. He runs everywhere he goes and his energy is endless! He also climbs on E-V-E-R-Y thing. The other day he tried to climb up the stove, but the door came open, he fell on his bottom, and the oven door snapped shut. He wasn't sure what to think and hasn't tried again since. Sometimes I'll also find him dangling infront of the dishwasher or off the counter top. I quite literally pull him off the table at least 100 times a day. He is getting better at communicating, but mostly uses the word "dat!" for everything. His first "sentence" was "I-an-dat!" (I want that). If you guess right, he will often clap with excitement. He usually only asks for things food related, his tummy is a bottomless pit. He does this cute thing where he holds his arms out and twists his hands around when you're close to handing him something. He says "Up" when he wants up, and "Up" when he wants down. He doesn't much like to be carried around and will protest until you let him walk, even in a parking lot or grocery store (thank goodness for the cookie, or he might not sit in the cart!). When I fill up his cup with water I remind myself that half of it will be purposely dumped on the floor. At least he grabs a towel and wipes it up after! He loves his older siblings and interacts a lot more with them now. He says something resembling "milla" for Camilla. There was also a hilarious moment that I captured on camera when we were playing in the backyard. Joseph got his hands on a shovel and found a nice little puddle. He scooped up a shovel full of water and then carefully turned around and slowly walked over to Hyrum. I wasn't too sure what he was going to do, but when he got close enough he tried to throw it on his brother's head. I broke into giggles pretty fast. Thankfully by the time he'd made it across the yard, his shovel was empty, and Hyrum was completely oblivious to what was going on. When we were out at the Acreage, he had a hard time going to sleep. He stood at the edge of his crib wimpering "Maaaaama! Ow-T!" How could I resist? That little boy holds my heart pretty tight. Probably because he's the youngest.
I love being with these guys everyday, crazy and all! And I love that I will be able to look back on this one day and smile. I love reading back on crazy days and remembering because even the terrible seems to fade away with time, and I don't want to forget those moments that tried my patience and helped me become who I am today. Life is so, so good even when there's things being flushed down the toilet, sucked up the vacuum, thrown in the garbage, spilled, or broken. I wouldn't change what I have for anything!
