All About Arthur

Arthur loves being the baby, he gets held all the time and still loves to nurse even though he is 15 months and his mother would rather he gave it up or at least pared down to only a few times a day. He likes to build towers with the blocks, looking at books, and throwing balls (among other things) at you. He loves playing with the light sabers and will bring you one and try and have a fight with you. He even makes the sound affects! He follows the older boys around and really enjoys playing with them as long as they don't get too rough. He has a few words now such as hi, bye bye, Papi, mama, mooo, ruff ruff, tank u, choo choo, ball, football, and he signs milk. He tries to say his body parts while pointing at them but if he wasn't pointing right at his nose or ears when he says it you would have no clue what it was. His favorite songs are twinkle twinkle little star, and book of mormon stories. He does all the hand actions for them and its adorable! He just started folding his arms and mumbling quietly during prayers.

Arthur is mr adventure, never stops running even if a wall gets in his way! He ran right into the corner here, full speed!

Love this perplexed look, he is probably wondering why all the pictures because he is not aware of the goose egg on his forehead.

A very happy boy to not have clothes on! He knows how to take his pants and socks off but as of yet the shirt stays on unless i help him out. What is it about kids loving to be in the buff?

We tried to play uno as a family.. Arthur just wanted to climb on the table and mess up all the cards.

Everyone loves to climb on Papi.

As Arthur is getting older he is playing more with Theo, I hope they are the best of friends!

This kid loves to climb, and will get stuck in places like my shelves and squawk until i come from the other room to see that he needs rescuing! or course like a nice mommy i go get the camera and take pictures before i help him down...

Remembering Taylor

Four years ago today I gave birth to the most beautiful baby boy. He was perfect in every way, just still as could be. I try not to think about it or dwell on it throughout the year, but this is the day when I let myself miss him. Hard to believe its been 4 years, I still remember it all so clearly. I wish i had held him longer, he was so tiny and sweet. My only 6 pounder! When Arthur was born he looked just like Taylor, so watching him get older i imagine that is what Taylor would have looked like.

I love and miss my little Taylor, and cant wait to see him again some day!

my three cuddly tiggers

Went back to see these pictures and thought i would share. The kids grow so fast i can barely even remember porter being that small! All three boys wearing the Tigger costume.


Arthur is 14 1/2 months and the smallest ( and oldest!) of all three boys, the 12 month costume fit him perfectly!

Theo was 10 months and we had to squeeze him into it! He was about 5 pounds heavier than Arthur was!

Porter was a little too tall at 13 months, but it worked! For some reason he seemed so grown up that Halloween in my memories... maybe it was because he was the first kid, maybe because i was 8 months pregnant so i needed him to be grown up. I just didn't think of him as a baby, and Arthur is even older and I defiantly still treat him like a baby!

Halloween pics.. better late than never!

notice all the green.. gotta love temps in the high 70's at Halloween! we were all hot in our costumes.

Porter wanted a spider on his pumpkin.. i tried my best. i think i am only talented as a traditional pumpkin carver though!

Batman, Robin, and the Joker

Arthur was tiger.. third kid to wear this costume, sure got my moneys worth! And Porter decided i should be a witch this year. But not a scary witch, and i was glad about that because i didn't want to put green face paint on anyways!

every five seconds Theo had to point out the moon, he was really excited...

coolest trunk there!

Tigger just wanted to eat his tootsie roll, so stoped collecting candy 1/2 way though.

Mommy brain

When i was a kid my siblings and I would always laugh about how Mom forgot everything. She sometimes would be telling me something and midway through couldn't remember what it was anymore! Of course back then I thought she just was getting old and so not as smart as us little crazy kids, now i know better! It was all our fault really, raising a bunch of kids who suck the brain cells out of you and give you no sleep did it to her! I can totally relate.

I used to have an amazing memory. The kind where I knew my whole school schedule, work schedule, and date schedule all in my head. Now if its not on the calendar i have no recollection of it at all, in fact i have to check the calender each morning, because if i check the night before most likely i will forget by the next day. Which makes me look flaky, forgetful, and well just like my mother!! ( i love you mom, don't take offence!)

For instance one crazy morning we all slept in and were still in our pajamas with bed head and every toy dumped out on the floor. The doorbell rings. It was Theo's speech therapist. I was mortified!! I thought the appointment was the following week, nope! I am very thankful and surprised CPS didn't make a visit to my house after she left! It was THAT bad! I have been trying really hard since then to check the calender the minute i wake up ( and first check the computer so i have the right date too!)

Today I had visiting teaching. I had checked the calendar and knew the times and that it was the right day. Problem was I showed up at the 1100 appointment when i should have been at the 10:15. I felt silly, and couldn't believe that I looked at the calender said OUT LOUD okay Jolynn is first and then after is Brittany. Not even five minutes later i get in my car and drive to Brittany's house! Really, memory?

The worst ones are when you spoil food, like when i put the milk in the pantry ( it had been a long night with me up every hour with one kid or another) Or when I forgot a whole bag of groceries in the car and had to throw away pricey produce!

What are some of your Mommy brain stories? I surely am not the only one!

Theo's "or-by"

Some kids have a security blanket, other a binky or maybe a favorite stuffed animal. Theo has half a purple pool noodle.

Why is it in half? Well one day months ago Porter and Theo were fighting over who could play with it and so I cut it in half! They then decided it made really good swords and played happily with them that way ever since.

Somewhere along the way Theo got really attached to it. He has to have it in the car, at the store, when he sleeps, and we pry it out of his hands every time we go to church. He will ask us " where my or by" whenever we go anywhere ( even if we are just going up the stairs.) He actually is calling it his "sword fight" but his English skills are still a bit lacking.

***( to see his absolute love for this thing click on the first photo so see his expression!)***