Aspen boo

Some cute and/or funny things Aspen has said this past week or so:

"daddy, you sounds like pooping." (when he tooted - i'm sure he'd be embarrassed if he knew I put this on here, lucky for me he NEVER looks at this!!)I don't know quite why this one struck me as funny as it did, but holy cow, I thought I was going to die, I was laughing so hard!

"daddy, you wearing a beautiful dress. you so pretty." (no, malo isn't into cross-dressing or anything...don't worry!)

"daddy, yours boogers are in your nose. get them out. no not like that, like this!" and she proceeds to attempt to pick his nose.

"mia. you crazy mia. you crazy."

"mama, mia she's is crazy."

"mommy, i need popsicle to feel my better."

"mama!! come quick!!!" so i run into the living room from the bathroom and she's sitting over Isaac and I think something has happened. "what, aspen? what happened?" "oh mama! baby isaac smiled ON me! oh i love baby isaac."

"mommy? mommy, i fink....i fink i hurt my head." then she continues playing without further complaint.

"mommies don't sleep!"

When asked what her whole name is "Aspen Nu-cole Havesomebread"

Malo was tucking her into bed and she says, "daddy?" "yes, aspen?" "daddy. I love mommy." "i love mommy, too." "you do, daddy?" "yes, i do. very much." "daddy, i love you mostest." HA ha! :) Gosh, I love that little girl.

Perfection

I always compare myself to other people. I always have; I can't help it. It seems like everyone around me, wherever I am, has their life completely together and, well, perfect. Perfect wives and mommies, perfect homes and yards, perfect kids, perfect everything. And I am, by no stretch of the imagination, anywhere near perfect in any aspect of my life. I need to just stop comparing myself to everyone else; I don't know what other people have going on in their lives that they struggle with. I just know my own struggles and challenges and shortcomings. Its just that I can't help it. I look at my 2 1/2 month post-partum body and compare my challenges of getting back into shape to the woman who two weeks after having a baby looks like she's never ever EVER had one. Or I look at my house that for the life of me, I can't get spotless and compare it to the perfect home without an ounce of clutter or dust. Or I see families around with their perfect kids who look perfectly put together and are reverent all through church and wonder how it is even possible. Or how that one lady over there always looks so polished and, well perfect, and half the time I am in sweats and don't even manage a shower until after Malo gets home from work (and that doesn't even always happen). Or I see the wives who have a gourmet perfect dinner on the table when their husbands get home from work - complete with candles and romance and their families all sit perfectly and no food is thrown on the ground or spit out with the exclamation of "mommy that's yucky!"

Yes, it seems as if everyone around me has everything together all the time, and I fall short. But really, why should I care??? I am happy. I have 3 of the most wonderful children around. I am married to my favorite person in the whole world, who also happens to be super cute and very sexy. ;) So what if every single day of my life I am picking up toys and kids books in every room, it shows my children have imaginations and play and have books to read to foster learning. So what if I have to clean up the food Mia has thrown on the floor because she's "all done," it means we have food to eat and enough of it. Who cares if we have balls strewn about the yard that we have to pick up everyday and bikes and sand from the sandbox and grass that needs mowing - that means our kids are healthy and strong and active.

Really, I'm just rambling. I have a good life, a happy life. Even if I don't look like I have anything in life pulled together or polished, I have kids who love me and make me smile and laugh on a daily basis, a husband who thinks i'm great even if we have nachos for dinner 3 times in one week or I am still in yesterday's clothes and will dance around the kitchen with me and play with our kids like only a dad can. I have a home to live in, I have food to eat. I have a testimony that my Heavenly Father and my Savior know me and love me. I have the best mom on earth, amazing extended family. I have awesome friends, new and old. So maybe I'm not perfect, maybe no one will ever look at me and be like "wow, she has it all together. wish i could be like her." but that's ok! Because I am trying my hardest and the best thing is I have SO much room for improvement that I'll always feel like I'm moving up! hee hee! That's all. Bye!

2 months

I can't believe little Isaac is already 2 months old! Its crazy how fast time flies. He is already 13lbs and just a big chunk. I love it! :) Anyway, one of these days I'll really get some more pictures up here of the kids. I just need a few more hours in each day!