lost

Joseph lost his first tooth on November 4th, the same day Jennie was blessed, whew what a day. He didn't actually lose it, but rather yanked it out with his own might. He's been waiting to lose a tooth for over 2 years when Dalton lost his first one. He even attempted knocking them out prematurely with the thrust of a firm apple. We sang "Happy Tooth-Day", and then reminded him that the tooth fairy doesn't do business on the sabbath. He collected his first dollar bill Tuesday morning, and can't wait to lose the next one.

Swilt?

All Joseph would wear last year were sweats. Each pair got a hole in the knee within the first couple of months, and I made him wear them till the season changed. He looked raggedy the entire time, but I was not about to buy him a slew of pants when I knew the fate of anything new. I saved them with the intention of turning them all into shorts. Then I got pregnant, then I got sick, then I cooked dinner, then I went to sleep... for some reason hemming these worn out old sweats into shorts never topped my to-do list. So I sent the holey bottoms to Grandma "C" to see what she could make of them... sure enough, a swilt arrived with her when she came for the blessing. This quilt made of sweats is one of my and Joseph's favorites, and he has slept with it every night since.

Abuella got these darling pastel mary jane socks by Trumpette for Jennie, they're my favorite little accessory lately, and a must have for the little girl who already has it all.

Grandma Abuella got to enjoy little Jennie as well. Luckily, Jennie handled the shopping that Abuella loves so much.

The Jennie's piggie's

Grandma Jennie and Grandpa "C" were able to make it up here for Jennie's blessing. Baby Jennie was just perfect the whole weekend, and all grandparents fell in love. It was fun to notice that the Jennie's share the same little wee toe, slight and hidden under the one who had none.

Halloween was NUTS this year! We had a Primary Halloween Carnival, University Officer Hollows, Wasatch Elementary Halloween Bash, Shoreline Ridge Trick-or-treating, and Ensign Elementary Halloween Parade and class party. When it came to the actual Halloween, we were all trick-or-treated out, and happy to just stay in for the eve, and eat the candy we already had collected. Joseph wore a different costume to each event, jedi, Batman, tiger, and lastly grass (thank you Mike Preece). Sophia went as a princess, and a mouse depending on the day, and how sticky the other costume was. Dalton was a wizard and jedi, and Doug went as a sumo. I love Halloween mostly, but was super happy to see it over with and donate the candy to bishop's communal bowl.

Mama called the Doctor...

10 little bats flying through the night, one got lost, and headed right. Mama called the Doctor and the Doctor said, "No more bats flying through the night". Joseph was the doctor in the Halloween performance put on for the Senior Center just before Halloween. He had the most lines of anyone, and had them all memorized perfectly. I was a very proud Mama of my little Doc.

Sugar, Stories & Sentiment

So, once the boys came home from school, Papa would take all 3 kids to the snack shop and get them a "goodie". Dalton, Joseph, and Sophia were on a sugar high the entire time Papa was here. Then the regular routine resumed, homework, laundry, reading, laundry, dinner, clean-up, bedtime routine, and lights out. It was in the dim light of the lava lamp that they really got the best of Grandpa, he would sit in the boys room and tell stories for at least a half hour, and on a couple of occasions, over an hour. I have no idea what the stories were about, but I do know what they communicated. My Papa loves me, and he shows it with his time for me and my family. My kids will never remember the actual stories, but they'll also never forget story time with my Papa.

I don't know if it was made clear what my dad did while he was here for 2 whole weeks, but it involved laundry, breakfast, cleaning the kitchen, playing tea with Sophia, vacuuming, laundry, reading a book to Sophia, lunch, cleaning the kitchen again, laundry, taking Sophia to the park, laundry... that was just what he did in an average day before the boys got home from school.

My dad, who happens to be a shower twice a day kinda guy, only made it to the shower twice a week. He worked his heart out.

Today I chewed

So a couple of days after Jennie was born, I started weaning myself from the pain meds. Normally this is a simple process, but this time I was left with a dull headache. I rarely get headaches, and I'm pretty sure I've never had a migraine. This one persisted for a week before I started complaining about it out loud. My mom mentioned that after she birthed Randy, she had a headache that was linked to needing some dental work, and that was the first time that I realized that the pain was indeed radiating from my jaw. At the same moment I remembered a conversation 6 months ago where my dentist mentioned that I needed a root canal; he was shocked that I wasn't in pain at the time when he looked at the x-ray. Well the headache got worse, the first root canal visit was scheduled, and I've been in even more pain ever since. The second and last root canal visit where they actually hammer the toothpick looking things into the hollowed out roots, and then cap it all pretty was last Wednesday, and today is the first time in over a month that I have been able to chew. I have pictures from Halloween, Jennie's blessing, Joseph losing his first tooth, and a blog about my last moments of being Primary President to catch up on, but for now, I'm just happy to chew.