Changing table

Here are some more shots of Morgan and Lydia looking the same. Lydia is six months, but Morgan is closer to four. Lydia has a lot more chub on her.

Morganisms

Morgan says funny things all the time, and I am not writing enough of them down. The Morgan quote book is packed up somewhere in the storage unit, so I don't have that handy ledger.

A couple weeks ago I woke up early to get ready for church, and because I was awake, I heard Morgan loud and clear when he screamed out in his sleep, "No, Mommy, no! Not meatball Lydia! Not meatball Lydia!" Hilarious.

We do a little game lately where we say how much we love each other. It's fun because I get to hear about geographic locations that I didn't know Morgan knew about, such as New York City, and The Statue of Liberty. Then one day, this conversation happened.

Morgan: Mommy, I love you all the way to Africa!
Me: Whoa! That is far away.
Morgan: Yeah. Is Africa in Idaho, or Dugway, Utah?

The other day Morgan said, "I just heard the Holy Ghost whisper, 'The itsy bitsy spider, went up the water spout.' like that!"

Driving home a couple nights ago, Morgan suddenly brought up his Aunt Stephanie.

Morgan: But Stephanie is sad!

Me: How come?

Morgan: Because I'm not at her house.

Morgan insists that he can see in complete darkness due to his "glowy eyes". So, because I'm a killjoy, I took him into the basement bathroom, turned off the lights, and showed him that no, he cannot see in utter darkness. He insisted that he still could. So I held up three fingers and asked him how many I had up. I was almost ready to believe that he had super vision when he started counting. But he went all the way up to five. The little stinker is too smart for his own good! Trying to con me into believing he could see in the dark...

Grandma and Grandpa Martin have a few toy guns. He has dubbed one of them "The Love Gun" because he put a heart sticker on it. I asked him what the love gun does. Let me tell you about it. The love gun shoots flaming hearts that brand your skin with it's loving shape. Youch! But seriously, he said that fire hearts come out and put a stamp on your body. Brutal.

A week or two ago, I wrote down the lyrics to the song that Morgan was making up on the spot, serenading his sister. "I love Lydia so much, and always her heart is beeping. Beeping all day long. I looooove yoooouu."

Today in church Morgan was drawing pictures. He drew members of his family, and for the first time, he drew clothes. Instead of just having limbs protruding from a giant head, Morgan drew a torso with arms coming out. Then he was ready to move on to the lower section. He said, "How do you draw wonderpants?" (He still says wonderpants instead of underpants! Love it.) I told him he could just draw pants, because you can't see the underpants anyway. He was upset about this suggestion and stood up to pull his pants down a little bit so he could show me that you really could see underpants.

Later on he was drawing "the stranger that I'm going to marry." He drew a girl with sparkles in her hair, he said. I guess he already has a vision of what his future wife will look like! Sparkly hair.

Some Firsts

Lydia has been hitting some milestones recently. Well, I guess "first ride in a stroller" isn't exactly a milestone, but she did have that first a week or so ago when the weather was really nice.




And remember how I was talking about how she couldn't roll over yet? Well, she can now! It happened Friday night, the 18th. I set her down for some tummy time, then she tried to turn her head around to look up at me, and that resulted in her rolling over! And she does it pretty well now. Sometimes she still struggles, if her arm isn't in the right spot, but she is really getting the hang of it. And I think she expects applause and cheers every time.

She's also getting really good at sitting up by herself. Better every day.



She still gets tippy on occasion though. And with the camera delay, that can result in pictures that are taken when I am lowering the camera so I can quickly reach out and catch the baby before she face-plants.

Lydia has also discovered her feet. That's fun to watch.

You aren't ready for this...

Morgan inherited a suit coat from his cousin. Now he looks all the more sharp for church. Gah! He's so cute!





But wait, there's more! Lydia wore a new dress last Sunday. I purchased said dress while she was still in utero, at a second hand children's clothing store, (though it was still brand new) and have been anxious for her to fit in it. It is size 6-9 months, but I thought I'd get it out and see how it looked. Well, it looked almost too small! Sheesh. She got many a compliment at church. And home.



I LOOOOVE this picture.

Look at my kiddo's here. They are making the same expression. They look a lot alike, in my opinion. So good lookin'!
And...some tummy time, which Lydia hates. But she was happy enough here.

Five months

Lydia is five months old.

I know, I know, that was my reaction too. But it's true. She's almost half a year already. STOP IT!

I went back and looked at pictures of Morgan from similar stages. Here he is at 3 1/2 months, already rolling over.
At five months he not only accepted a bottle, but could hold it.

He could also sit on his own.

Lydia still fights tummy time, (my fault, for not doing it enough or early enough.) She's still not awesome at gripping toys, though she likes them. She hasn't rolled over. I wonder if it's because she is held too much? Dunno.

However, Lydia is great at being adorable. She's usually happy, and seems to have her big brothers love of people. Oh, and if you can see her, and she isn't sleeping, than you can hear her. This baby is a talker! Never stops making noise. I love it. Oh, except for at church. And...I'll never be able to take her to the movies. Coincidentally, Morgan went to the movies for the first time when he was five months old. The move was Bridge to Terabithia.
I keep hoping that one of these days, she'll sleep through the night.

Faces of Morgan

Patterin

Morgan loves patterns. He learned about them from one of the workbooks we've done, and now he loves them. Out of the blue, he will say, "Mommy, I have a new patterin for you. Blue, red, yellow. Blue, red, yellow. That's a patterin!" He says the word funny. Usually he uses colors for his patterns, but has been branching out lately.

Yesterday at dinner he came up with this one. "Sandwich, chicken nuggets, ramen noodles, macaroni and cheese. Sandwich, chicken nuggets, ramen noodles, macaroni and cheese." Today I realized that that pattern wasn't just another pattern; it's the lunch schedule he's set for himself. Yesterday he had ramen noodles for lunch, so today he declared it was a mac and cheese day.I just asked Morgan for a new pattern. Here is what he gave me. "Green fan, yellow square. Green fan, yellow square."

He's my funny dude.