Where, oh, where is my camera? I can't seem to find it. I think I might have put it somewhere so Noah wouldn't play with it and I forgot where. Noah says (when I'm leaving his room for him to go to sleep) "you hava stay" (you have to stay) It's so cute and makes me want to stay. He has been sleeping in his bed the entire night for the past week. I know you're thinking "big deal!" Well, Noah always (well, almost always) goes to sleep in his bed but for some reason always wakes up in mine. It was hard in the beginning so Heath had to be the consistent parent on this one. Asher is gaining more confidence in his arm. Pulling up more and trying to stand I found him today giving the stairs a try. He had one knee on the first step with both hands on the second. He's not quite ready for that one. I got to go to the Temple on Saturday. Palmyra Temple. The stake Relief Society rented a charter bus. The drive is a little over 3 1/2 hours (I think)
We left at 5 am and returned at about 8 pm. This is the longest I've been away from Asher. I knew he was in good hands and Heath said that he didn't know it was that hard to keep the living room clean. It was good for them both. I made a new friend. Her name is Sister Wawro (I haven't seen her first name on her blog so I will not use it on mine either). She is in the stake Relief Society presidency. She is a great lady. Someone I admire for sure. She is 34. Her husband died when she was 29 of cancer. She has 3 kids. She is very friendly and lots of fun. I made her sit in an empty seat near me on the bus and tell me all about herself. She has a blog that I love reading now. I'm sure it will captivate you too. www.diaryofawidow.com She said I could give it to you. The blog is great. She talks about her experiences with her husband dieing, her children and other memories. Some post make you laugh, some make you cry, and others are just thought provoking. I may be going to Texas soon. I hope I can. Just me and the baby boys, I think. There is a weigh in tomorrow. Cross your fingers. I am going to take Asher to a reflexologist while I am in Texas. She seems to fix all my sister and her families problems, my mom's problems and my aunts. Everything from constipation to sinus infections. Heath calls my sister and the reflexologist witch doctors. It's just natural healing, really.
It's true that messes are a lot easier to clean up when you do it right away. If you wait it's just harder and takes more time.
These are some of Heath's pots. I think this one might be in the teapot show (or one like it)
Who is that? Batman? oh...wait...that's my hot husband.
Asher Asher is crawling a little now. He struggles because of his nerve injury and he tires out pretty easily but he's doing it. A week before his first birthday.
He loves to walk. I hold his little hands and he'll walk in the living room to the kitchen and back. I do it until my back hurts and he cries for more. He is eating a little better. We started with one shred of finely shredded cheese. He chewed it and swallowed, not gagging. We've progressed to a pinch of cheese. He likes the Cheetos white cheddar puffs, too. He sucks on 'em til there soggy. yum.
He feels heavier (I think). Tomorrow is another weigh in. I don't want to get my hopes up but I really think he's gained. He's got such a little personality and makes me smile until my cheeks hurt. Even though today he didn't want me to put him down and he only took one nap. Me, no shower, mash potatoes on my shirt, on my face, and in my greasy hair. Yep, that's what Heath GOT to come home to.
Noah Noah has been so funny lately. His speech has improved so much. He loves to sing and dance. Sometimes at the same time. He knows all the dances in the new Willy Wonka. He loves to sing Twinkle, Twinkle, The Itsy Bitsy Spider, Jesus wants me for a Sunbeam, and I am a Child of God. I think I'll start a new section of my posts called NOAH SAYS. Noah Says: "I luf gwapes" (from the new willy wonka, the crazy grandma randomly says it) "I said good day, sir!" (at the end of the old willy wonka) And yesterday he said to me, "Jesus Christ, Amen?" He wanted to say a prayer so I said OK. He told me to close my eye so I did. He started out saying,"Heav'nly Father" I couldn't help but open my eyes. I saw the cutest thing. Noah had both of his hands on Asher's head. He continued, "nank you forw today. Jesus Chwist, Amen. He has seen Asher get a few Priesthood blessings so he thought he would try it, I guess.
For some reason Noah thinks it's great to get the roll of scotch tape and wrap it around his waste. (until it's ALL gone). Tape around the waist + daddy cutting it off = hole in the sweater vest. nice!
He calls these his shark teeth.
Heath
Well, It's Heath's birthday tomorrow. Happy Birthday you cute, camo wearing, pottery making, sandwich loving, great guy. We had a little birthday party for him on Sunday. Some friends from church were coming over for dinner and the surprise was on them. When they got to our house I decided I was going to make a cake. I found three candles and we sang happy birthday. It wasn't much but Heath starts school this week, Asher has 2 appointments just tomorrow and we have church.
Singing
Our birthday guests. Sister Rowles and her son,Chase.
