Seasons Change

As football season fast approaches, I think, where did summer go? Don't get me wrong. I did enjoy walking to the park with our friends and going to the playgroup dates in LA. It's just that Jesse and I usually spend our summers going to a waterpark and a theme park at least once. This year we did our theme park days in the winter, which did mean shorter lines for Disneyland, and the closest I got to a waterpark was a wading pool for Carter. Now that I'm back in Utah, I have Jesse reminding me everyday how many days until BYU's first game is (sometimes the hours and minutes too.) Things are getting busy here preparing for the rush of students. We know this, because we live down the street from a state college, a smaller college that is across the street from that one and 10 minutes from BYU. So, like I asked before, where did summer go? I guess my answer is going to be our living in LA, since it feels like summer for most of the year.

Blogging!

As I was trying to type my first post for today, Carter didn't like the idea. He wanted all of my attention, even though he's had it all day long. He even had it while he was sleeping, because he didn't want to sleep without me being right next to him. So, as I typed my first sentence, he came running and screaming at me. Then he hit my dinner. There was food everywhere! It was on me, on him and all over the carpet. Thankfully, we have a great vacuum called Piston!

Nursery

For church, we have a class for children 18 months to 3 years old. That way the adults can go to their classes in peace. Well, Carter doesn't have too hard of a time playing with the other kids in nursery. The only thing that scared me this past Sunday was that we moved, which means all new people for him. So, I stayed in there for the first 15- minutes, just to make sure he would be okay. I left, and he stayed. As church was ending I was doing alright with knowing that he wasn't having any problems. When Jesse and I went to pick him up, most of the other kids were still there, and all of the teachers were too. I walked in the doorway and saw him trying to open another door. Two of the teachers and I tried to call him so he could come to us. When he saw me, even from the other door, he screamed and cried! He did that all the way to my arms. The teachers had no idea why, because the whole time he was so good. He played and did what everyone else was doing. Talk about a mama's boy!

Wrong Size

For those of you who know Carter really well, you know how skinny he is. For those of you who don't know how skinny he is, well, he's so tiny that at 18 months, he wears 12 month pants comfortably as long as it's 9-12 mo. or just 12 mo. Unfortunately, length wise, he's at 18 months. That means he either wears pants and shorts that are too short but fit in the waist, or he wears pants and shorts that are the right length and too big in the waist. Well, for church we let him wear a size 12-18 mo. pair of pants, because we don't want to look like we're too poor too buy him clothes that fit. :) While walking home from church, Carter wanted to walk himself home. So, half way home, during his run, I watched his pants just drop to his knees. It was so funny that all I could do was laugh. Jesse could not for the life of him figure out what was so funny to both me and Carter. So, I pointed it out to Jesse, who thankfully wasn't as amused as I was.

New Changes

We have a dog, Piston, who is a 70 lb pitbull that is a couple of inches taller than Carter who we are hoping is at least 21 lbs. Well, Piston has loved Carter since the day we brought him home from the hospital. In fact, Piston loves everyone and everything. Carter and Piston are PERFECT for each other! While driving back to Utah, Carter made a MESS with a small bag of Cheetos, and Piston helped him to clean up. For awhile, I couldn't understand why Carter was laughing so much until I looked back to see Piston very generously cleaning Carter's hands, because mommy couldn't do it.

Now that Carter is what I like to call a 'terrible toddler,' Piston is quite unsure of his boundaries. Before Carter couldn't do too much in the way of hurting anyone, and now he's into everything and loving playtime with his dog. Carter just found a plastic, child's baseball bat that is taller than him and i'm pretty sure wider than him. Well, he loves that thing and thinks it's THE best toy to play with, especially during doggy playtime. Let's just say that even though Carter is not the most stable child on the planet, he gives Piston a good run for his dogbones. We've seen Piston run under the crib to hide from his 'brother,' but Carter won't have that, since Carter and the bat fit there too. This is one of the funniest things I've seen between the two, because Piston is such a gentle giant and Carter is a tiny terror. But after all is said and done, Piston still gives Carter goodnight kisses, and Carter gives great big hugs to his 'brother.'

How he's grown!

Now that we've moved back to Utah, Carter, Jesse and I are a full family again. It's amazing to see how Carter's grown! It's not that I don't think he's growing. It's just that I didn't realize how much Jesse has missed. I try everyday to have our genetically improbable child showoff for his daddy, but there's only so much I can do. Today was a great surprise. For the first time, Carter signed 'flower.' The best part was that he signed it for Jesse when I wasn't around! I had been trying for weeks to get him to sign it, but I'd like to think that he saved it especially for Jesse.