Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Savannah at 6 months

When Savannah was born, I calculated forward and figured out she would be six months on Christmas Eve. Now that that time has come and past, I can hardly believe how big she is. It seems like just yesterday I was holding her in my arms for the first time, and now she is her own little person. As I write this she is sitting on the floor next to me (by herself!), playing with a plush soccer ball and an old tissue. (Gross, Savy. Give that to me.) It doesn't sound like much, but my time with her has gone by so much faster than my time with Logan, it seems, and I find myself constantly surprised that we're already to this stage or to that stage.

I wasn't going to include a picture with this post, but she looked so cute I couldn't resist taking one.

Here are her 6 month stats (and Logan's for comparison):

Length: 26 inches (66%)
Weight: 17 lbs (68%)
Head: 44.5 cm (92%)

Logan at 6 months:
Length: 27 inches (95%)
Weight: 17 lbs 12 oz (90%)
Head: 44 cm (90%)

Sunday, December 28, 2008


With two major storms the week of Christmas, once the sun came out it was prime conditions for sledding. (Well, almost. Jeff tells me the snow was a little sticky. I guess you can't have ALL the stars align.) This was Logan's first time sledding, and to my surprise he loved it. I love my baby boy, but he tends to be just that: a baby. He complains when he's too hot, too cold, too scared, or too nervous. But he didn't whine once and even went down the hill by himself a few times.

He preferred the green toboggan sled to the red saucer because it had a tow rope so he didn't have to walk back up the hill.

We had to dig deep in the stockpile of winter clothes to find things for everyone. Katy got to wear the coveted hot pink pants. I think she has a career in fashion ahead of her.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Christmas 2008

Every year that we are in Utah for Christmas, we share Christmas Eve with Samantha, a family friend who was born on December 24 eleven years ago. I met Samantha when she was 5 and have loved watching her grow into a lovely young woman.

The next morning we WOKE Logan up at 8:30 to open presents. He was the only one still asleep and everyone else was getting antsy. I am clinging to these Christmases; all too soon I'm sure he'll be jumping on our bed at 4 am.

Despite the c'mon, Mom... a toothbrush? expression on his face, Logan was actually VERY excited about his new Diego toothbrush.

I'm pretty sure I was more excited about what Santa brought Savy than she was. I even contemplated calling him and asking him to bring it early. Notice how the gift tag is the first thing she goes for.

Both kids got new head gear: Logan got a new BYU baseball hat and Savannah got new headbands.

Jeff's sister, Amy, and her family couldn't make it for Christmas this year. She was very much missed, and she seemed to miss us as well. (I think she called 14 times throughout the day.) The saddest part about her absence was that she missed the expression on her parents' faces as they opened their gifts from her: ipods.

To top off the day, we all convened for a session of Rock Band, Jeff's gift from Santa. I love the concentration on the faces of those playing. I probably took 20 pictures and they all have the exact same expression in every one. You can't tell very well, but Logan is actually singing into 2 microphones, neither of which are hooked up to the game.

Edited to add: I seem to have an obsession lately with taking my pictures diagonally. I will make a conscious effort to take straight pictures in the future. But if they don't look cool and artsy, I might edit them to be diagonal. No promises.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Annual Memories

The week before Christmas we attended the annual Smith family Christmas party. Every year this party gets more and more chaotic as the family gets bigger and bigger. Even with only a portion of the family in attendance, the room was packed and we went through 4 crockpots of soup, 3 bowls of chips, and 6 plates of brownies, cookies, and other treats.

Here are the two that started it all. This year has been rough health-wise for Jeff's grandparents, so to see them both with strength and energy (tempered as they may be) was the best Christmas present any of us could as for.

Jeff was thrilled that the party fell right during the Las Vegas bowl.

Savannah got her first taste of "big kid" food (bits of bread and potato soup). The jury is still out on that one.

In typical Logan fashion, he went immediately for the food and hardly came up for air the rest of the night.

After dinner we cleared the room and sat around the perimeter so we could open white elephant gifts.

Grandpa scored this awesome hat. I think he looks handsome.

And what would Christmas be without some dancing?

Grandma made Christmas pillowcases for all the great-grandkids. One kid thought it would be fun to put the pillowcase over his head and the next thing you know...

*Sigh.* Kids will be kids.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Need a laugh?

I have a bunch of pictures from the family Christmas party to post, but I would rather be watching funny spoofs on Twilight.


Sunday, December 21, 2008

Why is this so hard?

"Alright, kids. Look at me and say cheese."

"Good, Savannah. Logan, you have to hold still."

"I know, I know. We're almost done. If you would hold still and smile, we'd be done a whole lot sooner."

"Ok, now be very serious and look like you lived in the 1800s. Perfect."

"One last shot. Smile, hold still, look at me... got it! Well, all except the look at me part, but I'll take it."

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Baby Blues

Jeff has hazel eyes; mine are brown. I took a genetics class in college so I know it is theoretically possible for us to have a blue eyed child. But still, there are days when I look at Savannah and ask myself,

"Where did those blue eyes come from?"

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Snow Days

Today I woke up to find 4-5 inches of snow on the ground. So far this has been a dry winter for Utah. And let's be clear here: I am NOT complaining. But it IS December and there is something about a snowy Christmas that just makes everything feel cozier. Besides, to see the excitement on Logan's face as I bundled him up to play in the snow made me not dread shoveling the driveway quite so much.

I've never invested in a good set of snow clothes for Logan because I know that I am too lazy and wimpy to take him out to play in it. Now that I can send him out by himself, maybe I'll go get him a pair of those AWESOME bib overalls that we all had as kids. (Don't deny it, you totally had a hot pink one and you know it.) In the meantime, here he is in his waterproof warm-up pants, winter coat from last year, hand-me down boots that took me 20 minutes to get on his feet, and my cotton gloves that are going to be soaked in 2 minutes but it's the best I could find.

But none of that mattered to Logan. He had a blast! He took off as soon as I opened the door, even down the snow covered steps which made me a little nervous. I stood in the doorway snapping pictures for which he would turn periodically and give me a canned smile. I couldn't help but laugh when he kicked snow in his face. And who says swingsets are only for summer time? Snow-covered slides make you go even faster!

Occasions to Celebrate

This last Sunday we had some family and friends over for dinner. It happened to be my sister-in-law's birthday so we celebrated with some pumpkin roll and presents. Sometimes it's hard to have a birthday so close to Christmas. Your day often gets lumped into all the other festivities. I can sympathize: my birthday is a week after Christmas. But thanks to thoughtful family and wonderful husbands, I think Katy and I will both agree that our birthdays are still days to remember.

Sweet Nothings

Last night Jeff came home from work with flowers for no reason at all. We have this running joke that he never buys flowers, he just finds them on the side of the road. Somehow that is supposed to make me not think about how many gazillion dollars he spent on them and just appreciate the thought. Now my whole kitchen smells like fresh flowers. Mmmmmm..... this romantic aura is making me think I should go finish the next installment of How I Met Your Father.

Friday, December 12, 2008

I'm a Distracted Mommy

This morning I woke up from a dream where I'd just given birth to twins. That gave me four kids under 3. Three of them under 6 months. Needless to say, I was a bit confused and distracted by it.

Then my mom called.

And Savannah got her blanket stuck over her head and was screaming.

And Logan wanted me to tuck him back into bed.

So there I stood, phone wedged between my ear and shoulder, Savannah in one arm, blanket over the other, and a binkie carefully balanced on my index finger. As I tried to answer the question my Mom had just asked, I jostled Savannah and shoved the binkie into Logan's mouth.

Hold it.

Logan's mouth?


Oh shoot. Wrong kid.

I guess that explains the confused and terrified look on his face as I tried to shimmy the binkie between his clenched lips.

He started sputtering and fake crying about how I put a "yucky" in his mouth. I tried to apologize, but he was mad at me the rest of the morning (i.e. the next 2 minutes) until I poured him a bowl of Cheerios and a glass of milk.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Too good not to share

holiday mp3s

Every day through December 25, Amazon is unveiling a new holiday song available to download free for a limited time. Check back daily here to see what's next! You can go back and download the ones from earlier in the month as well.

Silly Boy

I don't have a clever way to storyboard these incidents together, so here comes a smorgasbord of funny Logan stories...


Whenever Logan watches a movie or sports, he tries to find ways to interact with what he is watching. For instance, when he watches Mulan...

...he rides his horse to be like Shang.

When he watches football...

...he wears his helmet and holds his kid-sized football.

When he watches Nemo...

...he puts on his old Halloween costume.

When he watches Cars...

...he watches with Lightening McQueen.

When he watches Charlotte's Web...

...the Nativity animals take a field trip.

Editorial note: After rereading this, I think Logan might watch too much TV.


Sometimes people will complain that their kids never play with the toys they buy for them. I have never had that problem. Logan plays with every single toy in his toy box, often finding new uses for them that I am simply not imaginative enough to come up with. Here he is bowling with his Thomas the Train ball and wooden beads as pins.


The other day Jeff called me to come see what the kids were doing. I came around the corner in time to see Logan slow dancing with Savannah while she played in her exersaucer. Awww, too cute.


Logan's newest catch phrase is "I'm a good ______ (fill in the blank)." As a mother, I feel obligated to respond, "Yes, Logan, you are a good ______," even when he really isn't. Some examples:

"Mommy, I'm a good jumper."
"Yes, Logan, you are good jumper, but please don't jump on Savannah."

"Mommy, I'm a good singer."
"Yes, Logan, you are a good singer, but I can't hear Daddy on the phone when you are screaming in my ear."

"Mommy, I'm a good dancer."
"Yes, Logan, you are a very good dancer. Now keep dancing so I can get my camera and record you. This is too great to miss."

Monday, December 8, 2008

I love Christmas. No further explanation necessary.