
Okay, so maybe I'm not the most humble mom. :)
But just LOOK at these gorgeous pics my talented friend Tamara
took of my kids.
ADORABLE.
But just LOOK at these gorgeous pics my talented friend Tamara
took of my kids.
ADORABLE.










But I am sad for my little car. This car has the worst paint job ever, and the car door handle was broken so you couldn't get out if you were sitting in the passenger seat, and the interior lights didn't work, and so on and so forth, but this car was also TRUSTY. We felt like it was going to run forever. We've never had to do anything other than routine maintenance on this car, and it was rather abused, but it just kept going and going and going... It's taken us on some very long road trips, and around town for years, and we planned to have this little car get us through grad school and them some. We even told Katelee this is the car she could drive when she was a teenager. :) So, I'm sad that it has been totaled. I've been wanting a larger and newer vehicle, but I wanted it when I could afford it. Now we'll just be getting another little old car to get us by for now. Good-bye to our loyal little Corolla. They are going to tow you away today, and we will miss you!
We went to the doctor today for Blake's check-up. He now weighs 14 pounds and 8 ounces and is 24.75 inches long. He has become very drooly, and we wonder if we might start seeing teeth soon.
Blake loves to smile, will laugh when we are silly, and is going to start eating his first solid foods TOMORROW! He has noticed his paintings above his crib lately, and loves to look at them. He'll lay contentedly and coo and stare at them for several minutes.
Blake still loves to stand on his strong little legs, and he is a pro at holding up his head like a big boy. He loves his toy monkey, dragon fly, and his Beep! Beep! book.
He is starting to reach for toys and loves to grasp his toys and shake them around. He also loves to try to hold his own bottle; his little hands are always there next to ours on the bottle helping us hold it up.
We get comments everywhere we go about how much Blake looks like his daddy. Sometimes it's from friends who know he is adopted, but often it's from complete strangers who have no idea. We just smile, but we love it. There's no doubt in our minds that our sweet Blake is meant to be part of our family.
Blake got some shots this morning, and this afternoon he was feeling really sad and we could tell he was in pain. Gerald gave him a blessing, we got him some medicine, and I put him in a warm bath. The poor little man was trying hard to be happy, and as he was in his bath I was singing softly to him. He was smiling at me even as he still had tears in his eyes and his lips were still quivering. At that moment, I just couldn't believe how much I loved this sweet, brave, loving little baby and I was overwhelmed by what a privilege it is to be his mother. We love you Blake!
I've loved his long baby locks, but he has been wearing a bald spot on the sides of his head from where he sleeps, and the long tufts on the very top of his head were too similar to an old man's comb over - not the cutest look.
So, last night while he was happy and content in his bath, I got out the scissors and began chopping. 


I was nervous that the end results would make me a little sentimental and sad, but honestly, I just love his haircut!
He looks a bit more grown up with his little boy haircut and is such a handsome little man!
Look at that full head of hair!
Now, I can finally experiment with styling his hair a bit more - I think a faux hawk is in his future. :)
Tonight, Katelee taught our Family Home Evening lesson. She chose to teach about our living prophet, President Monson. She taught it directly to Blake. Speaking in her 'baby' voice she showed Blake a picture of President Monson and gave a lesson and shared her testimony about prophets. Blake watched mesmerized and wide-eyed. The spirit was strong. Is there anything sweeter than watching your children teach each other truth?
A couple of mornings ago, Blake was hanging out in his saucer with Gerald in the bathroom while Gerald was getting ready for the day. I could hear them talking. Gerald was explaining shaving to Blake. It was super sweet, he was showing him his razor and explaining how to shave. Blake was loving every second of the attention, and babbling back to Gerald in his baby voice. I love that my children have such a wonderful father.
Almost a month ago now, I was holding Blake while sitting on Katelee's bed. Blake was fussy. He wasn't interested in the toys or books I was trying to entertain him with. On a whim, I picked up the framed picture of my dad that sits on Katelee's headboard and held it in front of Blake's face. Blake's mood changed instantly; he went from fussing and crying to literally laughing out loud! He began laughing and cooing and babbling at the picture. I was so shocked at the sudden transformation, I called to Gerald to come and see and then I sat there and held Blake and cried. I have no doubt that Blake knew exactly who his Grandma Thurston was, and he loved him and was excited to see his face. We do have angels around us, and the veil is thinner for these sweet little babies than we sometimes realize.