18 months Old

Yes, it's a flower.
Now would you look into the camera?

Grace's new hair!
A bob, I think it's stinking adorable!!

"Hey look, it's a pretty flower!"

"Hey look, it's my bee-bo!!"

Grace refusing to look into the Camera.
Why do they insist on doing this?

From Into The Woods Grace is now 18 months old. I can't believe how quickly time goes. Although I couldn't wait for this time about 3 months ago when Church was just unbearable with her. Sacrament meeting, Sunday School, Primary, Relief Society, Forget about it!!! Some people might say that you'll miss those times having a baby on your lap. Maybe some day that will happen, but not this day. For the past two Sundays I have enjoyed Relief Society and it's been wonderful not to have to worry about Grace and roaming the halls with her wondering "why in the world am I roaming these halls when I could be at home with Grace in bed." I know, there is a time and season for everything. Grace is just a pure delight. There are so many wonderful things that she can do. Throw her own diaper away in the garbage. She says "bup pees" when she wants to be picked up. She plays the most adorable game of pick-a-boo. When I'm counting at the kids to do something she says the "twwooo" for me. She can drink from a cup no probs. In the mornings she'll pull out a bowl from cupboard, then walk to the pantry to get the cereal, then to the fridge for the milk, then to the silverware drawer for her spoon, do you think she wants a bowl of cereal? Yeah, she's a smart one. She has us all wrapped around her finger and we love it. Although I want her to grow up just so I can hear more of her raspy voice, to hear her thoughts, to see what that chubby face is going to grow into, I don't want her to grow up too fast. I need to enjoy my last child as a baby as much as I can. Savor it, love it, cherish it.