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While we were in Utah, I was reprimanding Scout after he had a morning of being stinky.  I was saying, “Scout, you were not listening to mom all morning….you need to choose the right….you need to be really good….Scout,  you know how to be good.”  I kept reinforcing to him that he knew how to be good, and then he paused and said, “but I be’d pretty good?”

(Perfect picture as he is about to chuck a ball at sis.)

On our way home from Utah, I was reaching back to put cheerios in Navy’s mouth.  I realized then that she had three new teeth on the top, and one that was trying to break through.  Yesterday, it was official that at 7 1/2 months old, Navy baby has six teeth.  Four new ones on top, and two on the bottom.  The amazing thing is that they were breaking through as we were in Midway where she was an absolute angel.  She did not cry at all, unless she was hungry or tired.  What a trooper to have four come in together, and to not even let me catch on.  Navy baby….take a bow.

Scout has been assigned his first official chore of putting the silverware away.  Interesting how the first time he accomplished the task perfectly.  This time, it was a little more sloppy.  Signs of things to come?  Hopefully not, but the magic eight ball says, “signs point to yes”.  Stinks for me!

On our way home from Utah, we drove in exactly when Skilly was going to get off the bus from her first day of school.  Lucky her….too bad that Scout was down to a white trash diaper.  I love how he waited patiently for Ka to get there.  Afterwards, we went to get an ice cream cone….because it is tradition.  (Thank goodness Trilby called to inform me that Skilly was really excited bout our “tradition” I didn’t ever know about.)  The ice cream was delicious.  By the way, is anyone else excited that Daiquiri Ice is back?  My very favorite — if you don’t count Peanut Butter and Chocolate.

Look at her facial expression.  I knew exactly what it meant…..”why in the world is Scout in a diaper embarrassing me in front of the entire bus?”  Oh yeah…there is also a little of “and why are his fingernails filthy?”  And, “Could  you have at least put a little gel in his hair?”

Stinks for you Skylar.  When you signed up for aunts, you got the funnest one with the least amount of pride!

In Relief Society, we had a lesson on the difference between fleeting happiness and eternal true joy.  I had a true joy moment when I was four hours into our drive home from Utah, and I looked back at Scout and Navy.  He was passing cheerios over for her to eat, sharing his coveted blankie with her, and making her giggle.  They were both cracking up for about ten minutes straight.  When I asked Scout if Navy was his best friend, he said, “Yeah….and Mommy.”  Perfect.

Sweets, has been firsting it up lately.  She is now constantly mumbling Mamamamama as she cruises around.  After she got “Dada” down, she realized where her bread is buttered, and quickly moved on to “Mama”.  Smart girl!

In other news….she had her first bike ride with Skilly.   She kissed her first boyfriend, Royal.  She got her first bruise on her forehead from falling into the corner of a chair.  She first stood up and held onto the side of something at about 6 1/2 months, and will stand and fall for hours at a time now.  She had her first babysitter (Scout too for that matter), and Rachel and Olivia said she was “perfect”.  (Scout was “good”.)  And last but not least…..she went on her first carousel ride.

I love how she is doing something new every day.  She is the best little girl that I could have ever hoped for!

A long time ago, my best friend Gary told me that I love everything in excess.  He is totally right!  So when I purchased a stack of 60 to-go chinese take-out boxes, I was in heaven.  Micah…not so much.  But he wasn’t complaining when I prepared a dinner picnic for Scout and him with an added touch of ambiance!

Scout has loved every inch of Icka since the day she was born.  She is 7 months.  He is 2 and a quarter.  For the first time this morning, he kind of hurt her intentionally.  I don’t think he set out to hurt her, but when he heard her crying, he didn’t lay off.  When I went to check things out, Scout was riding her like his little horsey.  When I saw what was happening, he got an immediate swat to the booty and an extra long time out.  He felt so bad when I got him out.  Afterward, he gave Navy a ton of kisses and looked at me and said, “I don’t hurt her anymore.”  Hopefully I nipped this one in the bud.