Ani was born on the exact middle day of the month of February. February only has a middle day every four years. I’ve always thought it was neat that she was born on that uncommon middle day. This year February had a middle day again. And today is the last day. It’s amazing how fast this year has already gone. It’s 1/6 over already! Before we know it our fourth little one will be here.
A few days ago we finally got around to watching President Hinckley’s funeral. We DVR’d it at the beginning of the month and had watched bits here and there. At the very end by the graveside a bagpiper played a couple songs. Fritz looked at the TV rather perplexed and then covered his ears.
I have been taking pictures of the three kids each month. This is not an easy feat. Invariably someone is not smiling or has their eyes closed or has a weird expression on their face. It took about 30 pictures to get this one:
I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s okay if they aren’t all looking at the camera at once. It makes the photo more realistic anyway. I’ve started to see the kids in the pictures as the individuals that they are rather than the grouping of three brushed and polished children.
But if it’s this hard to get a picture of the three of them, heaven help me once we add the fourth!
It is a very strange feeling to have a baby inside you kicking. This little guy tends to stick to kicking around my belly button level. While the feeling is strange, it is nice, too. It’s a little reminder that I’m helping to grow someone from the next generation.
Many mornings when Jamie heads down the stairs to leave for work Fritz follows him. Fritz knows he needs shoes on to leave the house so he’ll try to get his own shoes on, but since he can’t do that on his own he’ll give up and put on someone else’s bigger shoes. Then he points to the door and waves in my general direction and says “Bye” clearly letting us know he’s going with Daddy!
After searching various places for a decent dress in size 7, I finally gave up and had Ani pick a pattern and fabric and I made her a dress for her birthday. It has a matching purse made from the same fabric as the overskirt and of course purple bows from Five Blessed Bows.
We made it safely to Utah. Fritz did very well on the 5 hour flight. He slept for about half of it. My best friend’s little girl and Fritz are having fun playing together (they are about 6 months apart).