Nighty Poo

This is what my peeps look like, right now.

Lola is 7 months!

7 Months!? How did that happen? I feel like she is almost done being a baby already. It's so sad. And so fun.
And so cute.

And so grown up.

And I wish I could freeze her at this age forever.

Lola at 6 months

These pictures are a few days late, but worth the wait.

Lola was six months old on Wednesday. She rolled from her tummy to her back for the first time on Sunday. And from her back to her tummy on Thursday night. I don't want her to start moving, I want her to stay young. Plus she is already busy, and I know she will be into everything as soon as she can move.

Lola's hair is getting long in the back... except for that bald spot. We're not sure what to do with that long hair. It's at an awkward stage and we're reluctant to cut it and hope it gets better soon. It comes down a good inch past her collar is some places.

"Oooh, I like sitting in this chair."

"Okay mom, one more picture."

"Okay, can I squirm away now?"

"BYE MOM!"

In my opinion....

In my opinion, which I like to share, The Costa, a newish Mexican restaurant here in town is delish. It EXCEEDED my expectations.

In my opinion going to the movies is not fun.

In my opinion boxing is evil and those involved will be held accountable one day. I hate watching it or movies about it.

In my opinion Lady GaGa is super strange and fascinating at the same time. I want to look away, but I can't.

In my opinion people should not talk on the phone while they drive. Don't even get me started on texting.

In my opinion baseball isn't a real sport, it's just chubby dudes standing around hoping the ball comes their way.

In my opinion it's freaky when people move their toes.

Just in case you were wondering.

Sometimes...

Sometimes she looks like a Cockatoo.

Sometimes she likes to sleep on her brother.

Sometimes she likes to perch on her daddy's shoulder.

Sometimes she looks like a demon.

Sometimes HE does.

Sometimes THEY BOTH DO!

I'm scared.

The Garden of 2011

Our garden this year is much like our garden last year, including the part where we plant too early and then fret for weeks about what the cold weather is doing to our poor little garden babies. Matt planted on May 14th this year. We have been told that the weekend after Mother's Day is the day to plant here in Utah, but then there is always a long patch of cold after that.
Just as we did last year, we planted four tomato plants on one side. I'll be using the large orange pot for basil again this year, but I have yet to buy that plant.

On the other side we have six jalapeno pepper plants and the strawberry patch that is thicker than ever this year. I have a feeling we won't have much room for peppers next year, as I'm sure the strawberries will have taken over this whole patch of garden.

This year I bought the tomatoes and peppers from the High School for a dollar per plant. Stay tuned for a garden update next month.

A woman's sacrifice | Mormon Times

A friend of mine posted a link to this article:
A woman's sacrifice Mormon Times
Thank you to Kathryn Lynard Soper. I loved the article. It totally hit home, and reminded me of a quote I read in a book once that I wrote down because it reminded me a little of how I felt after each miscarriage.

"But I was glad of this weary day after, for there be times when the only comfort a body has is the remembrance of hardship borne for somebody dear." ~Prue Sarn, Precious Bane by Mary Webb