A CheckUp on Nugget Liam

You want to know what's craaaaazy? This kid. How big he is. He's practically a toddler. Actually I think he really is a toddler, but I'm clinging to whatever remaining baby-ness that lingers. I think that's subconsciously part of the reason I still breastfeed. That, and the health benefits and yada yada yada ;). Also, did I mention he still sleeps next to me? As if we lived in a one-room hut and there were physically no other options? Yep. This is true. And, I'm not sure if you noticed, but my better half happens to be a pretty tall dude. So between my little dude and my better-half dude I spend most of my sleep in fetal position in the bottom corner of our king-size bed. So, that's fun.

^ This is the cleanest this kid's feet have looked since he started walking sprinting at 12 months. I kid you not, he can run a 7-minute-mile (Actually I am kidding. That would be impossible. I'm just being dramatic to illustrate a point, so clam down). The second a door (or the gate blocking Jada's dog food) is open he B-lines straight for the road (or to Jada's food and promptly stuffs 8 pieces of dog food in his mouth and sits in her water bowl). YOLO, I guess.

^ This is a Clint pose. Like he is a casual model lounging. You can almost see that Clint-smirk like, "Check out how simultaneously funny and cool I am".

^ And don't let this angelic, tucked-in-bottom-lip, big-toe-grabbing face deceive you. There's a plan formulating behind those big brown heavenly eyes. Man don't you just want to eat those kankles up!?

^ This one I like to call "I think it's time to go now...he's ripping the tassels off my pillow...".

^ And now he's mad that I took the pillow away.

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Memorial Day and our lovely evening at a couple graveyards

Graveyards are so fascinating to me. Mostly because of all the people buried there. What were their lives like? Who did they love? Who loved them? Once they were walking and talking and making big plans here on earth. It's so weird to me that some of them have been buried so long that everyone they knew in this life is dead too. Some have extravagant gravestones and monuments erected to celebrate them. Some have humble gravestones that signify a humble life (more my style, really). I spent my memorial day remembering my great-grandparents and my grandpa. We also stopped by my uncle's grave whom I never met. And while Memorial Day is so important to remember those who are no longer here I always find myself thinking about making the most out of life while I'm here. I mean I really try and live the hell out of life. I work ferociously hard and play hard too. To me, that is really living. I want to admire a finished project or progress at the end of a long day. I want to wake up sore after a long hike the day before. I want to build something, vacation often, serve someone, make lasting friendships. That is really living.

I also want to fill my life with people who want to be in it. Thinking about death really makes you reflect on life and who you choose to spend your time with. I'm picking people who love me and are kind to me. The ones who fill your life up, not drain it. I wonder how many people buried in that cemetery wish they had lived more fully? I wonder which ones have no regrets-they look back on life as an accomplishment...a life well lived. I really want to be one of those.

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Hiking tips with my little hiker!

Yay for summer! Yay for hiking! This spring and summer we have been doing a lot of hiking and Liam is totally diggin it. I post Instagram pics of us on our weekly hikes all the time. We're obsessed. We strap him on our back in the backpack my parents used to carry my little brother around in (Fischer's almost 20 now...great backpack right?). And besides the fact that the top strap squeezes my over-sized nursing breasts (which are seriously still the strangest part of maternity) I kinda dig hiking too. Find out my ultimate hiking safety checklist over at The Neighborhood today!

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Our spring trip to the zoo!

There are some things in life that make me sublimely happy. I mean really really happy. Being around Clint and Liam together is one of those thing. It's happiness in a bottle when Liam hears Clint come through the door. He perks up his chubby little head and yells, lungs full of air, "UHH!" Which I am quite positive means "HEY" in baby. Then he toddles to the door as fast as his two feet can carry him (that's right! Did I mention he's walking all the time now?! Oh do slow down). Clint scoops him up and I feel like the observer of a Hallmark commercial. They really do belong together, Clint and Liam. 

Oh and by the way, happy Earth Day earthlings! We celebrated this beautiful planet at the zoo, and it may be of interest to know that the zoo in Utah in spring is kinda brown and kinda muddy. That didn't bother me much, though. Most of my time was spent watching my two dudes. Yep, I was a bit of a third wheel, but happily so.

You know how they say that sheep have their lambs in the spring? (Who is "they" really? Sheep herders?) Well zoo animals are on the sheep track because their were little nugget animals all over and oh man, I was obsessed something fierce. I loved how this little giraffe was so intent on nursing right then and there. I think the mom was looking at me like "You know how I feel don't you."

And by the way, baby elephants are HUGE (well duh). On a side note, for one of my birthing classes we watched a pregnant elephant give birth and all I have to say is WOW. and lots of fluid. lots and lots. Okay that's all I have to say about that.

 

Then I asked Clint to snap a couple pictures of me and Liam, and he immediately snapped this tasteful picture of my boob:

Happy Earth Day! Be good to her would ya?

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Day Date with My Guys and Irish Bread

I am all about the day dates with my guys. And when carbohydrates are involved, that's an offer I can't refuse. Can I just tell you, Great Harvest Bread Company is the champion of free samples. You can pick from a selection of delicious breads and they cut you a huge slice and lather it in butter. I selected Irish Mint Chocolate bread and am ruined for life. No other bread will ever bring me that kind of joy ;).

Sadly I had to wave goodbye to the Irish Mint Chocolate bread when I waved goodbye to St. Patrick's Day. Until next year! Day dates with Husband and Nugget, however, will continue full swing. They are literally the best.

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