My Sorcerer's Apprentice

So this little girly of mine is a doll. She is bubbling with personality. She LOVES life. EVERYTHING is worth shouting about in unrestrained glee - her nursery leaders very tactfully asked me to work on that with her. I said I'd try but not to hold their breath. :O) But everyone at church , even her noise sensitive nursery leaders, call her the happy baby. They see her waving as she skips down the halls and say,  "Oh, its the happy baby! Hello!"  Having her around is like living with a cheerleader promoting life in the cutest way possible. But heavens she gets into the worst messes you can imagine. I seriously cant let her out of sight without some sort of negative consequence.

 I had just gone to the bathroom and there she was standing in my now sopping wet kitchen floor so happy to have found such a great chore to do.  I thought that it was just too fitting that she is my little "Sorcerer's Apprentice!"

Here are more examples - Today she wanted to play outside with the pups. So I let her do her thing. Then I heard our latch gate click closed. I hurried outside called for her and saw that she and dogs were gone. She had figured out how to open that blasted gate. I hurried out the gate and there she was chasing the dogs out into the street calling "Chocooooo! Chocoooooo!" and smiling and laughing like she was having the time of her life and feeling very good about herself for being so responsible for helping get the doggies back. I grabbed her up and lucky for me my dogs at least come 80% of the time when I call and they came running back to me. So thank heavens the pool gate is way too high for her, but still now I cant let her into the back yard without supervision. darn.

Everyday there are at least three such things that happen especially now that she has realized that she can carry the little bathroom stool all over the house to help her get to those hard to reach things. Like she got into my super expensive face products that I bought a huge stock of before we left Reno since I wouldn't be able to get them without having to have them shipped and what do you know, she was covered head to toe in about $100 of beauty products. fabulous.

Or climbing up to get into my jewelery box, or up into the sink and flooding the kitchen counter tops, or into the cupboard and eating spoonfuls of sugar and spreading it all over the kitchen, or getting out all the tooth brushes and squeezing an entire bottle of toothpaste on them,.....She is darling but My oh, My! She is a mess superstar. :O)

 

And here are some other pictures I got of her. I was running late, the kids and I were supposed to have left for my sister's house who lives 2 hours away, 2 hours before but we weren't gone yet. I had finally gotten the kids all ready, packed all their stuff for the long weekend, they even had their shoes on, and then I ran into my room to brush my hair, brush my teeth, and throw my last things into my bag. Then I come out and there she is sitting on the floor with a giant bottle of Nutella in her hands feeding herself and the dogs.

Well, I had two choices: freak out or laugh. So I laughed and grabbed my camera so when she is older I can show her the sort of little stunts she'd pull on me. :) And then I said a prayer that the dogs wouldn't die, plopped the little chocolate girl into the bath and threw her clothes and shoes into the washer (since she tried to help me get them off with her super clean hands) and then I had to clean out the dogs' kennel, and mop the floor, wipe the walls down, clean the lamp that was decorated with Nutella oil-ness, and leave a note to Stewart telling him he had to wash the curtains while I was away before they were totally stained by her lovely chocolate hand prints...we were later then late, and she had no shoes to wear. But she was happy! :O) That Nutella was good stuff.

 

We love this girl but it will be sort of nice when she's four. :O)

Want to remember

Tonight Angeli was sad. After an hour of encouragement (girls are so much more complicated then boys)

She finally told me that she felt like I didn't love her as much as I loved bridger and Ben because she saw me cuddeling with them during scripture time.....which is funny because I was really just trying to keep them from being wild but sometimes being good gets you overlooked and she felt that. I was so glad that I felt guided in giving her an answer she could really feel good about. I told her that we have magic hearts. I said we have magic hearts because we are children of god. I said because we have hearts like heavenly father's our hearts have the ability to grow. We don't have to divide our love because the more people we love the bigger our heart grows....and it can grow and grow forever. We talked about how her love and heart had grown when Benjamin was born, and then when Genevieve was born. I told her that my heart grows with each of my babies and friends I make. I told her my loving someone else doesn't mean I love her less...it doesn't take away from my love for her. She seemed to feel so much peace after our talk. It's such a hard thing in larger families. I wish I could meet all their needs all the time but I can't cuddle them all at the same time...they try and make me...but I just can't. I hope I don't neglect their most important needs. But today I am glad I got to express to her how she is loved by her mommy. I am so grateful the Holy Ghost helped me comfort her. And I'm so grateful for our magic, god-like hearts. :-)

Daddy Daughter Campout

Last month our Stake had a daddy daughter camp out at the church owned campground up Sabino Canyon. Angeli and Stewart were really excited, Stewart would not take Genevieve along - she's a wild one these days. I could just imagine Stewart trying to put the tent together and her just happily walking to the edge of the mountain. So I agreed with his refusal. They had a really great time together and when they were gone the boys kept telling me how much they missed Angeli. I realized they really don't spend very much time apart from each other. I thought that was sweet. The boys, GV, and I had a  movie night and made root-beer floats with our very own homemade ice cream so we wouldn't feel like we were missing out too much. We had a good time too, even though we missed them.

I gave him strict instructions to take lots of pictures and he did! I was so pleased. :O) They said their favorite part was climbing on the rocks on their way down the mountain.

Enjoy Stewart's many pictures he took of himself and our cutie-pie. :O)

When they first got there they were surprised at how they had driven from complete dessert to an ever green forest in an hours time. And it was chiller then they thought it would be. Poor Angie was pretty cold.