Important Milestones

Hylton can now take his pick from a basket of toys


Evie can complete a puzzle all by herself


And Sterling can fall soundly asleep on pile of books in order to evade putting them away as asked


And we now have three turkeys in a tub. When did this happen?! This is my favorite question lately, but seriously, are these three little people really mine?! I've been having some crazy reality checks lately; it seems like going from Kid, to Married, to Mom (of THREE!) happened so fast that it's a little surreal sometimes.

Now THAT'S a Dirty Job!

"Okay, Mike Rowe, here's your next Dirty Job: clean the baby without getting poop all over him, the floor, his clothes, or yourself; all before he tries to roll over. You have 10 seconds.
Ready. Set. GO!"

♫ ...Dirty jobs, they're everywhere, just take a look around.
Down the street, or up the stairs, or even underground...

... So... don't be scared or unprepared to tackle something rank,
to pick up gum or have some fun inside a septic tank.
Don't begrudge a little sludge, or working in a pit,
but always ask, to wear your mask, when cleaning pigeon - gee-whiz!

You don't need to borrow, beg and you don't need to rob,
All you've got to do is get yourself a dirty job.
All you've got to do is get yourself a dirty job.
All you've got to do is get yourself a dirty job... ♫

"Oh... Mr. Rowe, you look a little flustered and dirty! Don't worry, I'll let you get the next one too. In fact, I'll just keep you around until you get it right... "

What we do for fun when we're sick...

The kids found that if they remove the heater vent cover, they can make balloons "magically float". This provides minutes of entertainment.



When that gets old and we're bored and have cabin fever, we think up new games.
This one started out with mutually throwing small, harmless objects at eachother with minimal force and evolved into finding the meanest toy lying around and hurling it with brute force at the head. Evie won. (Please note the blue forehead on Sterling and the missing eye of poor Mr. Bun Bun). Really I think Bun Bun got the worst of it.



When we are really bored, we play hide-and-seek and hope that no one finds us.



Sometimes we leave bowls of Cheerios lying around in the floor to test the development of small babies:
1. Can they crawl or roll far enough to get to it?
2. Will they be able to masticate said Cheerio?

Thankfully yes, as this was as yet untested.



Our final quarantine favorite (aside from never changing out of our pajamas) is half-crazed, impulse shopping just to escape the "cabin," wherin we buy silly Glo-worm knock-offs like this Sea Horse that plays lullabies and ocean sounds. (All kidding aside, you should have seen Hylton loving on this thing in the store! It's really the first toy we've bought just for him and it was so sweet the way he got so excited when I gave it to him later in his crib- I swear the kid almost hyperventilted, kicking and panting and trying to mark his teritory in slobber.) Honestly, I think we may have our newest "lovey"... Sterling claimed his two silky blankets, Evany: Mr. Bun Bun, and I'm pretty sure Hylton is claiming this... This one may be even more difficult than Evie's Bunny to bring to Sacrament or Elder's Quorum without sullying the reverence though. Maybe we'll let you choose: crying baby? or Pachelbel's Cannon Larghissimo? (With gurgling ocean accompaniment, of course!)