Hazel Meets Grandma Pam

Grandma Pam made a trip down from Boise for the weekend to meet little Hazelnut. I think they are going to be great friends.

Grandma Pam also made some necklaces and bracelets for Bailey which she absolutely loved.
Queden came over as well and we made a trip to the gateway mall and played at the discovery museum. There were also some naps, dinner, football watching, passing Hazel around and decorating sugar cookies. We had such a fun visit. Thanks for coming Grandma Pam.
We love you.

On My Own Again...

I am not going to lie. I was terrified for Sam to go back to school and leave me alone with these two little girls. I am also happy to report that after four days on my own all three of us are still alive. Miracle. Thank goodness for a room full of new Christmas toys and the good ole trusty Toy Story trilogy. As you can see we are a little obsessed with Woody and Buzz Lightyear as of late.

Nap time gets a little tough when Hazel cries because she is left alone and Bailey all the sudden becomes her night and shining armour to get out of going to bed. Good thing I am persistent because nap time is one of my favorite parts of the day.

On a side note Sam has a serious problem. I asked him to be in charge of dinner the other night and he said ok. An hour later we were no closer to eating. I asked him what the plan was and he told me completing medical school was something he felt he could accomplish with ease, but the idea of making dinner seemed so daunting that he didn't know where to start. I rolled my eyes and made dinner myself. A little ridiculous? Yes. Why he is in the dog house? Because while we were eating he told me...Ter, you just told me to be in charge of dinner, not make dinner. And since we are eating food right now that means I did what you asked. The way he got himself out of making dinner...genius. Was it worth it? I guess you'll have to ask him.

New Years

New Years eve brought on a 10:30 bed time. No worries, we were back up around 2 am to feed and diaper change the little peanut. We thought about staying up, but sleep is too hard to come by these days to just stay up for fun anymore.

Resolutions?

Hazel just wants to continue eating, sleeping, and pooping.
She wants to gain some weight so she can sleep even longer stretches.
And she wants to keep both of her eyes and all of her limbs despite Bailey's best efforts to poke and pull.

Bailey would like to learn how to talk.

Terri would like to lose all that excess baby weight.
Being a little nicer and patient should definitely be on the list of things to do.
And lastly just keeping everyone alive, healthy and functioning sounds like a full time job in and of itself.

Sam needs to hit that 175 lbs mark and stay under 180 lbs.
He would also like to be more patient, even if he didn't get his full night of beauty rest.
And lastly, to stay in school.

Wish us luck!!!

Baby Hazel Photo Shoot

We went to Makell's house for a little photo shoot with Hazelnut and the family.

We started off with a little family session.
Too bad that lasted all of two seconds because Bailey was more interested in roaming around and checking out Makell's house.
We moved on to Hazel, but she was less than cooperative. She was hungry so I was off to feed and left Sam and Makell to turn Bailey into a little model.
I could hear them from the next room. Once again she was less than cooperative in the beginning.
After a few bribes (M&M's work wonders) we got quite a few good shots.
And then we turned the attention back to Hazel so Bailey could once again ruin Makell's house.
The little bug still didn't want to fall asleep which turned the photo session into a few hours to coax her to sleep.
I felt so bad that it took forever and she was such a fuss. Makell was great though and of course we had fun sitting around talking while we rocked the little peanut.
Love this little face.
Thanks so much Makell. I love how they all turned out. You are the best.

Farewell Craig

My little brother Craig left on his mission today. We went to visit him down in Provo last night.

It is kind of weird to think little Hazelnut is going to be 2 years old when he gets home.
Poor Bailey is going to miss her Uncle Craig.
I will probably miss him a little bit too. He is going to the northern most island of Japan. Rumor has it that it is freezing cold there. Like lots of snow and 6-8 feet at a time. Hopefully the little Southern California boy makes it back with all his fingers and toes. We love you Craig.

Run Bailey Run

Wanted:

We have a 1 year old escape artist on our hands. We trekked out to University Hospital for Hazel's two week appointment. Hard chairs, a two hour appointment, a couple of crazy kids, and way too much walking and I was pretty much ready to drop dead. And just went I thought we were done and ready to go home, we got the good news that Hazel needed to go to the lab to get her two week blood screening done. Oh joy. So we corralled our kids and started the seemingly endless walk to the lab. Sam hurried ahead to check in and get in line while Bailey and I brought up the rear at our snail pace. A long wait, a few pokes, a little blood, and a lot of screams and a few tears later we were finally done with the hospital and ready to return home.

Sam packaged up the tot while Bailey continued to roam the front of the hospital (the location of the lab). When we were ready to go we called for Bailey to turn around and head over to us. We had parked in the parking garage and needed to walk away from the front revolving doors. Too bad our casino stay in Reno for Thanksgiving introduced Bailey to the fun adventure of revolving glass doors. She was about ten feet ahead of us, gave us a look over her shoulder, and then took off running towards the front doors. Sam, holding Hazel in her car seat with the diaper bag over his shoulder, starts chasing after her. I stood there half laughing half embarrassed because my lovely stitches prevented me from walking normal, let alone chasing after a naughty baby. I watched as Bailey made it into the door and then started laughing out loud as Sam missed it. At first we thought she wouldn't walk fast enough and she would force the door to stop moving, but she just marched right along with the speed of the door. Next we thought she was going to make her way outside and start a new adventure in the street or the concrete staircase. This worry forced Sam to run towards the regular door, still hauling all of his cargo while I sat back and laughed by myself while other people were around and could hear me (awkward). She did not go outside. Instead she just continued to march around in the doors circle. Once again Sam nearly missed making it into her section of the door, but at the last second made it in by the skin of his nose. Bailey was finally captured and dragged back to me. I was using all my will power and every muscle in my body to not pee my pants (I did just have a baby thirteen days earlier) as I laughed at Sam who was dragging the one year old, carrying the car seat, and strapped to the diaper bag.

Can I just add that there were at least 8 adults (hospital staff and people waiting for their valet parked cars) who watched this whole scene play out and did nothing. Pretty sure Bailey and Sam ran by about 6 of them and not a single person helped out. None of them really laughed either. They were probably just judging us and feeling sorry for our poor children.
Note to self. Stop looking at the cute little smile and start focusing on the mischievous glean in those eyes.

Two Weeks...

Height: 20.63 inches - 66.46%

Weight: 8 lbs 0.2 oz. - 41.89%
Head Circumference: 36.8 cm - 72.24%

So far so good.
The little tyke has mastered eating every three hours.
She mainly sleeps in between feedings.
And of course there is plenty of poop after she fills that little tummy of hers.

There are also plenty of gas induced smiles. Even though the toothless grin usually means your going to have to change a diaper, it is cute enough to be worth it. Even if it is 3 am.