Hazel-Roo

How could you not love those chubby cheeks and that cute face...

Love my little Hazel-roo.

Outside

 Sunday evening play time

 

 

These kids are way tougher than me. I got cold after being out there for two seconds. Jack had to try to squeeze into the biggest sweatshirt Bailey owned and then they both ran and played until we forced them to come inside.

Two Years

 

In order to kill two birds with one stone we decided to have Bailey's 2 year check up at the same time as Hazel-roo's 4 month. It was mighty fun dealing with two children's immunization shots, but definitely worth it.

Height: 32.36 inches - 12.65 %

Weight: 25 lbs 11.2 oz - 55.83%

Head Circumference: 49.8 cm - 97.54 %

Bailey was real gem while we were taking these stats. And by gem I mean she was screaming bloody murder. We are pretty sure he height stat is way off considering that it says she has shrunk a few inches since her last appointment. They were nice and decided it wasn't worth the challenge of measuring again so lets just hope that she really isn't shrinking.

 

She definitely eats enough to fuel a growing teenage boy. If she isn't asking me to eat (she can sign she is hungry even though she wont say a word), she is trying to steal food. And if you feed her first and then sit down to eat after she will run over and ask for bites of your food too. She will use it as an excuse to push back bedtime and it just seems that 90% of her day involves trying to get more food in her little stomach. Especially if it is a treat. Sam told me the other day she was asking for a treat and Sam told her to go eat her little bowl of gold fish if she was hungry. She ran over, grabbed her bowl and dumped them into the trash and then once again asked for a treat. Sam started laughing, but told her no treats. Unfortunately the trash can was a little too full that day so after he told her no treats she ran back over and grabbed some of her snacks back out of the trash so she could eat them. So mischievous and quite disgusting.

 

She also likes to tone her ab muscles by using Robby's wheel workout. One night she ran over and grabbed it and started rolling forward and back on it. We counted and she did 16 rolls. I can maybe do 7 before I feel like I am going to die and Sam whined for days after he did 5 so we can just assume that this child has abs of steal.

 

Another one of her latest obsessions is opening the mail. She got a few early birthday cards we let her open and now everyday she demands to open all the letters that come in the mail. She rips the envelope into tiny pieces as she attempts to get the contents out. Once it is out she throws it down and she is onto the next letter. Making a huge mess is definitely her specialty.

 

This picture sums up Bailey's day in a nutshell. She prefers to be naked (except of course her beloved socks). She has skinned up knees because she runs around in the backyard all day and wipes out all the time on the concrete. She is usually back up and running around with barely a holler (and if there is a tear a small kiss will help her forget all about it and she is back to playing again; who knows where her pain tolerance came from). There is a large amount of drool falling out of her mouth at any given second and she has crazy hair in her face that she won't hold still long enough for me to trim or pull back. She is a crazy monkey.

 

She still thinks it is hilarious to try to make out although I have done my best to try to tame those awful lessons Rachel gave her in Reno. She is doing better although she kept trying to kiss her little friend Jack the other day at Costco when we put them in the shopping cart together. She would hug him, kiss him, and then get a big ole grin on her face. She was putting on quite the show for everyone around us. Sam couldn't be prouder of his little girl.

 

She loves her little sister. If she hears Hazel wake up in the morning or after naps she runs over and peeps into the pack n play to smile at her. If she is on the floor playing she will often times run over and lay down next to her and play for awhile. She will also run over and just give me a random hug and kiss and I just love it. Sam says the best part of his day is when he gets her jammies on and she has to lean into him and hug him while she steps into her sleeper.

This little Bailey boopers definitely gives me a run for my money everyday. She does however take almost a three hour nap every afternoon to help me recover from her morning shenanigans; bless her little heart. And considering Hazel naps at the same time daily as well I really should have no reason to complain, ever. Thanks for keeping me laughing and entertained every day. We love you Bailey Boo.

Four Months

 My cute little Hazel is four months old. I can't believe how time has flown by. 

Height: 25 inches - 54.48%

Weight: 14 lbs 9.3 oz - 46.28%

Head Circumference: 41.6 cm - 63.5%

She is still my little angel baby. She spoils me rotten with her sleep schedule and her low maintenance personality.

 

Her newest obsession is her fingers. At any given time she will have at least one, if not both of her pointer fingers in her mouth. She can also blow spit bubbles whilst sucking on her fingers; quite the muti-tasker. This also makes her a hefty drooler. People tell me all the time it is probably because she is teething, but I see no signs of teeth. My kids just enjoy their saliva all over their face, neck, clothing and unfortunately, me.

This little thing will smile at almost anything. Whenever she wakes up in the morning or from her nap she just lays their so content trying to free her arms from that swaddle to suck on her fingers and sing songs. She will just lay there until I pop my head in and look at her and then I get the biggest smile on earth.

 

She loves her big sister. She spends the majority of her wake hours just watching Bails run around like a crazy lady. She will watch her in amazement. They did have a little fight over the ipad the other day. Hazel was grabbing at it and Bails ran over to take it away. Hazel is surprisingly quite strong and Bails had a little melt down because she couldn't get it away. It made me laugh, but also terrified me for the number of fights my future has in store.

 

The little lady is in love with her bath. Sam and I made a deal that since I always have to take care of meal times he will do bath time. He says she starts kicking and smiling as soon as her little body hits the water and she splashes around the entire time.

 

She really is my little medical school blessing. She still hardly ever cries and when she does she can almost always be soothed within a few seconds. Even right now during her stuffy nose and shots in her little legs.

 

She loves her toy chains, rattles, and stuffed animals. She holds her toys really well and when they get stolen away by the Bailey monster she just settles for playing with her toes. Thank goodness for built in toys. We just love our little Hazel-roo.

Baby Isaac

Queden finally had baby Isaac so we headed down to Orem the next morning to pay him a visit. Of course Sam had to call his Mom and sister on the way down to rub it in that he was seeing their newest little nephew first.

 

Bails of course did what she did best...pointing at the new cute baby. Then she would point back and forth between Isaac and Hazel to remind us all that there were in fact two babies in the room.

 

To say Bailey loved the hospital room was an understatement. She loved looking at baby Isaac, as well as running through the curtain, opening up all the drawers and pulling out nose suckers, hospital instruments and of course the beloved hand sanitizer. This little visit was probably the happiest 45 minutes of her day.

I could not believe how little he was. Especially considering he was actually a pretty big sized baby. It was just a few months ago that we were sitting in the hospital with little Hazel and now she is my chubby little giant. My how time flies.

A small disclaimer. I try to do this wild child's hair. She usually lets me put a head band in these days, but then promptly pulls it off and insists on putting it back in herself. Hence this look...

Oh well. She is lucky she is cute enough to even pull off that hair do. Maybe one day she will be tamed.

 

Congratulations to the new cute family. You two do great work (and by you two I mean Eden gets 98% of the credit considering she carried the little guy for 9 months, he is her long lost twin and she looks amazing after delivering). Love you guys.

Roll Over

As I put Hazel down for tummy time Sam, out of the blue, started reminiscing on Bailey's first time rolling over. And on that cue little Hazel-roo, who has shown absolutely no interest in rolling over till this point, decided to roll herself off her mat.

 

Bailey burst into tears (we still aren't quite sure why) and Sam and I started laughing. We flipped her back to her tummy to see if it was a fluke and sure enough five seconds later she rolled herself back off the mat onto her back.

 

Which brought more tears from Bailey. Sam says she wasn't used to seeing her little toy become so mobile and that is what ignited the tears. I guess Hazel hates tummy time and has decided to take matters into her own hands to get out of it.

 

The crying monster.

Story Time

 

Sometimes you just have to read a book to your baby and bear before bed.

The Princess and the Pea

Swaddled and sleeping

 

When we were in California she had to sleep on a few folded up blankets on the floor for lack of space. It was there she went from 7-8 hour stretches to 12-13 hours. When we got home and she was back to her pack n play she went back to 7-8 hrs until we added a little padding to her bed. Now is she back to sleeping half the day away. Love this baby girl.

Bed Time Procrastination

Every night during Bailey's bed time ritual she would all of a sudden be very interested in her toys or Hazel and become so hilarious or cute that we give in and let her play a little longer. She is already way too smart for her own good. She basically knows she owns us.

 

Hazel thinks Bailey is hilarious. Or weird. Or possibly a little of both.

 

Bailey started doing this strange thing where she randomly snatches at the air and gasps and then laughs at herself and then repeats. I have no idea where she learned it.

 

Sam said he first noticed it because they were outside on a walk and there was little floating white puffs from the trees and she was trying to grab at them. She must have adapted that to grabbing at nothing with a few sound effects and found it quite amusing.

 

Bailey also enjoys petting Hazel. Whenever we tell her to be soft with her sister she just starts stroking Hazel's hair.

 

And then the stroking turned into a little hug

 

which sort of evolved into a choke hold.

 

And then eventually led to her trying to attack me. She started doing this funny lion roar which sounds like a deep smokers voice growl (which in fact does sound quite scary); and when she does the voice she has every intention of scaring you and laughing.

 

Little Hazel happy to be out of her choke hold hug and no longer the target of interest.

Daddy's Girls

 After ten minutes of being in charge of watching the girls Sam claimed that he was exhausted and parked it on the couch so they could watch Curious George.

He did make sure to ask me to come take their picture because "they all looked so cute cuddled on the couch" watching the tv. And of course I had to tease him for pretending that he didn't notice I was taking the picture he asked me to snap.

Which of course made him smile

And then quickly prompted the 'you make a better door than a window' speech.

Little Hazel was the only one that almost thought I was more interesting than the tv, but I'll surely take second place to those fingers any day. I just love my little family.

Dinner Thief

I was making dinner. The chicken patties were in the oven baking and I set the buns out on the plates, open and ready for the chicken to be placed right in. I heard Bailey about her usual business grabbing the computer chair and rolling it over to the counter so she could climb up and make trouble. Usually she goes after the treats (like the bowl of Easter jelly beans that ended up in the trash because it was too much of a temptation for her to climb up and eat as many as she could before she got caught). This time she managed to eat half of the top part of my bun before I realized what she was up to.

I guess she was super hungry for dinner.
I stopped her and moved the plate out of her reach. Or rather what I thought was out of her reach because after that she managed to eat half of another piece of bun. Needless to say both Sam and I's chicken sandwiches were a little strange to eat that night.
The kid acts like I starve her and that could not even be further from the truth. Sometimes I feel like I am feeding a sixteen your old boy in that little two year old body of hers.

Scoot Scoot

Throughout the day Bailey is constantly pointing to the doors and begging me to go outside (she usually brings me her boots or tries to get them on by herself). When it is too cold I tell her that we have to wait for Daddy to come home. That usually will suffice for a small length of time and then the whole scenario plays out again.

Sometimes I cave, but mostly I just make her wait for Sam to get home. Every once in awhile she is lucky and we happen to pick the perfect time to go outside, right when Daddy is pulling up on his scooter. This usually equals a scooter ride up and down the driveway.
Don't let that face fool you. She was so excited to jump on that thing when it was actually moving because usually she just has to settle for sitting on the seat while its parked.