Will’s Baby Blessing & Claire’s Primary Program

Two Sundays ago was William’s baby blessing. My mother made his adorable outfit, she is an amazing seamstress. Not as many people were able to make it this time; I’m pretty sure about half the people that came to Claire’s blessing have moved out of state since then. Will was getting a little fussy leading up to the blessing but amazingly, when the time came, he was quiet and very alert. Levi did amazing (again) with the blessing; he said all of the normal things, health, staying active in the church, raising a family, etc. One thing that really stuck out to me was that he said because William was given a family name, he hoped he would always be interested in his family heritage.

 

 

 

We chose this Sunday for Will’s baby blessing because Claire had her primary program also and we figured it would be easier on grandparents to not have to make 2 separate trips. We were unsure as to how she would do as this was her first primary program. The 2 Sundays leading up to the program they had practiced and I had to beg and plead with her to go up there and then she refused to do her parts. So I began practicing her lines with her at home and with 3-one sentence parts, it didn’t take long before she felt comfortable with them.

The day of the program all the children were called up. This is the moment of truth-we all look at Claire and sure enough she begins to make her way out of the pew (Proud Mommy Moment #1). She then asked Levi if he would walk her up there. She did so well up there; she sat fairly still, was quiet and we could see her lips moving on the songs (PMM #2). Then for each of her parts she walked up with her teacher to the microphone and repeated her lines as the teacher whispered them in her ear (PMM #3). I am so prod of her; this was something she was very anxious about and didn’t want to do but after practicing and receiving encouragement, she did it! During one of the songs, she opened a hymnbook and looked as though she was following along; it was so darn cute, I wish I could have snapped a picture. We won’t mention that the song they sung was in the children’s hymnbook, not the regular one, and we also won’t mention that the hymnbook was upside-down and, oh yeah, she can’t read yet. We were dying laughing! The teacher took the hymnbook from her after the song. Then on the next song she had her hands together pretending to hold a hymnbook and doing the same thing. I almost peed it was so funny.

 

 

 

 

 

 

So remember how Claire slept super well (so well in fact that we had to wake her up to eat as she wasn’t gaining enough weight) straight home from the hospital? I must have bragged about that too much because Will is the exact opposite. He’s starving all the time and will pretty much only sleep at night if he’s either nursing or being held by me. Anyway, because of this my brain is operating at about 25% of normal. I forgot two funny things that happened when I took Will to his 1 month check up, which I believe was the last post. The nurse was looking Will over and Claire said, “He farts a lot at our house.” The nurse didn’t even crack a smile, tough crowd. I thought it was hilarious! And then she told the nurse that our next baby is a girl. Whoa, whoa, whoa Claire! Please let me heal from this one!

Claire’s 4th Birthday

We had several scheduling conflicts with Claire’s birthday party and then ended up throwing a last minute party together up in Hillsboro. We met up with some friends and family at Out of This World Pizza. It was super fun to see everyone and catch up, eat a little pizza and let the kids play.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am seriously shocked that it’s been 4 years since I held that sweet baby girl in my arms for the first time. She has turned into such a smart and sweet and silly little girl that is so full of life. She has the most amazing memory; we are constantly amazed at what she remembers from several months to a year ago. She is extremely strong-willed and wears her emotions on her sleeves. She has been a more wonderful big sister than I could have ever imagined. She is constantly making me laugh, especially when I am trying to be firm with her and I have to try so hard not to laugh. We butt heads occasionally but I love her more than I can even put into words. Gosh, she is just so grown up!

Levi didn’t work on her birthday so we told her we could do whatever she wants. First thing that morning she opened presents from us. We got her a Lite Bright and a Nerf basketball hoop set, both Levi’s ideas. She chose to go to Old McDonalds (she thinks McDonalds was named after the Old McDonald song, we don’t have the heart to correct her) for lunch and to play in the play place. I don’t think I’ve eaten there in like 8 years, not my fave but it’s not my birthday. Then that evening we went to Pietro’s and played in the arcade. We’ve done that a couple times now; she just loves it because it’s super fun and we love it because it’s super cheap. :)

 

Growing Like Weeds

A week and a half ago, William had his 2 week checkup. The doctor said they really like to see babies back up to their birth weight by 2 weeks, well we don’t have to worry about Baby Will. He was 21 inches long (67 percentile) and 9 lbs 7 oz (81 percentile), we have a little chunky monkey on our hands! She said he looks just perfect.

Claire had her 4 year child wellness checkup last week. She measured 3’ 7.75” (99 percentile) and weighed in at 44 lbs (94 percentile). No surprise there, she has always been so tall! I still just cannot figure out where that height comes from. I’m 5’6” and Levi’s 6’1” which is maybe a tiny bit on the taller side but at the rate she’s going she’ll be taller than me by middle school!  Claire has had a rash on her back since she was a baby, I had asked the doctor about it at each of her wellness checks and she told us to put Vaseline and Eucerin on it 2-3 times a day. It was extremely frustrating because we kept telling her that wasn’t working. Anyhow, we have Kaiser insurance now and I love the kid’s new pediatrician, she took one look at Claire’s back and said it’s excema and prescribed a topical cream, yay! Now if I could just get my sleep-deprived brain to remember to rub it in her back twice a day. Claire told me for a couple days before her appointment that she hates shots. She had the flu vaccine by nasal spray and then the nurse lined up 2 shots. He had her lay back on the bed with me leaning over her to comfort her and keep her from bucking up (Claire made up that word about a year ago, now we all use it). He put the first shot in her left leg and she immediately started screaming/crying. He very quickly did the second shot and she continued crying for a good half hour; it was super sad. She got really freaked out when she saw a little bit of blood. The whole rest of the day (and for several days after) she regularly mentioned that she hated shots and that she hated doctors and even made up a little song that she would not sing for the camera. I told her that it was the nurse that gave the shot and that mommy told him to give it, so she should be mad at me. She said she still hated the doctor. But good news, she doesn’t have to have anymore shots until she’s 11.

More on her birthday and her love of dress up in the next post.

Completely unrelated side note; watch out for Barbies on baseboard heaters. Claire keeps asking me to fix her arm, eek…