"Come what may, and love it!......Yet in spite of discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser, and happier as a result." ~ Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin

August 26, 2011

the hunt, the shave, the mimi

The hunt is on and apparently so is the shave.
Liz (Heath's lil' sister) gave him a hair cut the other day and shaved his back and chest and stomach
WITH a straight razor no doubt.
She even let me have a try (no, I didn't cut him) and yes he is on our kitchen table.



First she cut a heart, then...


 it turned to this. What do you meant what is it? it's an elk. It's hunting season don't you know. 
and oh so attractive. Yes, it's still there and yes he's hunting as I type this and yes for an elk.
Heath caught this a while ago and I can't remember if I put it on the blog but definitely blog worthy.

AND then there's the stories of this week
We got rid of Asher's mimi (pacifier) this week. Heath told him if he put in the trash he could get a toy. He wanted a toy from Target. So, Monday morning he threw his mimi in the trash and we went to Target. He picked out an iron man toy. He did pretty well throughout the day and I didn't push a nap but when night came he was ready to throw iron man in the trash and go dumpster diving for the mimi. Well, I didn't let him. I rocked him to sleep that night which I felt was a good trade and he ended up in bed with us which I felt was also a good trade. The next day he was ready for a nap and then asked for the mimi a few times and I reminded him that he traded it for a toy. He said, "oh, I forgot". Then he was really tired and the screaming, biting, scratching, and gnashing of teeth began. I didn't know if we were going to make it and I thought about the back up mimi. I was strong and he finally fell asleep. phew! I rocked him to bed one more night and now there's no word of the mimi. 
Now that he's given up the mimi he's done with his hair doll (Mr. Beans or Beansies). This, apparently, has given him more time to do other things like wrapping himself in toilet paper, spinning around and around until he looks like a mummy (that's when I came in), and tearing his toast to pieces and throwing in on the dinning room floor while I was at the sink, or spilling his yogurt on the floor and trekking though it, or dragging a chair over to the sink and playing in the water until there's a swimming pool on the floor beneath. I'll stop there but you can tell we've had some excitement. 


The aftermath. 


Then there's baby Hannah. Adorable and Asleep. She's got a little ouchie bum that breaks my heart every-time I change her diaper and she screams. She's beautiful and has blue eyes so far.

4 comments:

Heidi Ence said...

Oh my goodness. I may or may not have been laughing with tears running down my cheeks reading this post.

We sure miss you guys, and can't wait to see you at Christmas!

Jeff and ReAnn said...

I love reading others posts about the craziness of toddler life. Its always more funny when its someone else. But of course a few years down the road our hearts will ache to have those moments again to liven things up. Sorry about the ouchie bum? What is the issue? My daughter is very yeasty (like me) and so she had a bum rash all the time. The doctor suggested more yogurt for yourself (and her when she is old enough) to help (it does for us) or Nystatin cream which is great for yeast rashes.

Jeff and ReAnn said...

Also does Heath know you put these pics on your blog? LOL. Awesome! I showed my hubby the elk hair art and he was envious. Not only of all the hair he has to work with, but also that he gets to go hunting.

Alesha said...

Congrats to your growing family, Hannah is absolutely beautiful, and love those chubby cheekers! Awesome on the job in UT, hurray! I was laughing hysterically at your kiddos stories, oh the things they come up with while mama is busy feeding the little one. The joy of motherhood, gotta love every second of it!!! alesha.denning@gmail.com