15 Months!

Baby had her 15 month well child check-up.  15 months already!  

And here I am still chubby with baby weight. 

Nevermind that.  

Upon arrival to the clinic, Baby immediately discovered the toys in the waiting room and puttered around babbling and touching everything.  It was adorable but I also cringed at the thought of how many other gremlins have been drooling all over those toys.  It's good for the immune system, right?

She didn't really want the Dr. to touch her or look at her or talk to her, and she screamed and screamed during the immunizations, but we managed to get er done. I hate those dadgum shots.

Baby is growing perfectly and everyone cooed over her cuteness.  I expect nothing less.

Here's how she measured up this visit:

Weight: 23.3 pounds - 75th percentile

Height: 32 inches - 87th percentile

Head circumference: 45.7 cm - 48th percentile 

She was exhausted by the time we arrived home.

At 15 months, Baby loves to read and her favorite book is "Miss Spider's Tea Party." We can all quote it verbatim. She also loves dancing to music, being outside, making messes, and exploring.  She continues to be a joyful spot in my life and I'm incredibly grateful to have her wearing me out everyday.

 

Fall

Our Fall weather has been perfect.  I don't remember a time that I've enjoyed being outside as much as I have over the past few weeks.  I just want to be outside!

So we've been eating dinner on the porch.  We pull out our camp chairs every night and eat.  I love it.  I don't even care that we don't have actual patio furniture.  

We bought Baby her own outdoor dinner chair and she thinks it's a royal throne.

Sometimes Sissy regales us with her trombone and I sit and feel content about life.

And we've been getting out for walks as often as we can.

Such simple pleasures but oh, so impactful.

Mawage

Mawage. Mawage is what bwings us together, today. Mawage, that blessed arrangement.  That dweam wifin a dweam. 

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Ok. Here goes.

I flew to Idaho with Baby, by myself, again.

Ain't doin that no more.  It be rough.

We spent 2 days with my parents. I did the most important things while there: saw my nieces, had fish tacos, bought a truckload of corn, BBQ in the backyard. 

Then when my Sissy arrived from Northern Idaho, we all drove to Utah to be at my nephew's temple sealing. As soon as we slid into Logan, we did the other most important thing - hot and sour soup and tiny spicy chicken.  Baby approved. 

Baby also met her cousin and they were both instantly smitten.  My nieces doted over Baby and basically took care of her all day at the sealing and luncheon.  It was so sweet.   

Do you know what else was so sweet?

Being with my family.  Going to Costco and Sam's Club to gather all the food.  Hauling all the food into our hotel rooms and getting it ready in the morning for the luncheon.  Laughing.  Gabbing about everything and anything.  Running into the grocery store at the last minute with my other Sissy for mayo and mustard and watching my nephew eat a tomato like an apple. Eating cake. Laughing some more.

It was all lovely and wonderful and far too short.

The highlight was the temple. I love being in the temple with my family.  I love the reminder that these are my people for eternity.

You see how blessed I am? So very blessed.