In June, my baby turned 2. She is getting way too big for her britches. She spends all day cleaning, sitting on her potty (just to read, not go), pretending to paint nails and putting "lips" on.
She also is busy telling her big sister "top it" (stop it)
telling me "no, I do it" and "how come mom"
telling her dad "you punny" (you're funny)
and my personal favorite being "pancy" (fancy).
She loves to dress up with Meg, pick peas in the garden, and tell jokes.
I just can't get enough of her.
Swinging and Unger Gogs (under dogs)
In her swimmin soup
Being Punny
Cali's poor nose after her sister pushed her down (because she was winning their race).
We were able to go with some friends and see the Angel Moroni be put on the Brigham City Temple. We were very close and had a wonderful experience (even though it was raining for most of it).
We made it back to Malad, Idaho the first week in May. Jared had to leave for his two week guard training right away, and I got ambitious and started my garden. Thanks to the greatest in-laws, Josh and Tara, I was able to start a garden worth bragging about (drip-line and all).
Beans, Peppers, Cucumbers, and eventually Tomatoes
Two days ago Meg and I were outside with friends, sitting on a blanket under a tree. Cali was upstairs still napping. I asked Meg if she would go check to see if Cali had woken up yet. Two minutes later I saw both of them walk out. Meg had her sandals on, but Cali had her "barefeet" on. I watched them walk down the steps, and then Meg sat Cali down on the sidewalk. She then proceeded to take off her own shoes and put them on Cali's feet. She then said, "Cali, you have to wear sister's shoes. Keep them on. There are lots of pokies and pine cones that can hurt your feet. You have to wear my shoes." I lost it. I started to cry as I watched Meg, in her "barefeet" guide Cali (in her oversized sandals) to where I was sitting: on a blanket, in the shade, under a tree.
Some nights I fall asleep wondering if I am a good mother. I wonder if I have taught my girls anything besides the words "no", "stop", "and leave me a lone". That day, Meg reminded me of what life is all about and what is most important: family and love. I am going to be a better mom and follow Meg's example.
The Mattie Beal home is a historic home in Lawton, OK. Mattie Beal (only 21) was the second name drawn for the Lawton district land lottery in 1901. Her and her husband, Charles Warren Payne, started the home's construction in 1907. They, along with their three daughters, hosted many parties and festivities here. In 1974 the Lawton Heritage Association purchased the home and began a series of refurbishing and renovations. I am so in love with this house. My photos do NOT do it justice.
We had the pleasure of having Jared's parents, sister (Shalise), and bro-in-law (Spencer) come and visit us on their spring break. They were "vacationing" in northern Oklahoma visiting Spencer's mission and drove down to spend two days with us before they had to drive back to Idaho. The girls were so thrilled to see them. We wanted them to have the best "Fort Sill" experience possible which means we took them to Meers. The only way to explain Meers is that it looks like a homeless shelter, has about 25 stray cats running around, is in the middle of no-where, violates every fire safety code, but has yummy burgers and fried green tomatoes. It was quite the experience. We have a pool at one of the gyms on base that we like to go to. Shalise and Spencer took Meg swimming while I layed in the sun and watched. Meg pretty much thinks that her and Spencer are an item. She was kind of bummed when Spencer broke the news that he was already married to Shalise and that they are going to have a baby boy in July.