You guys, I am at the point in the summer where there are one million things going on at once. So I can’t keep up on anything blog posting related. Because that’s last on my to do list! I sound like a broken record every year at this point in the summer, but it’s true. Having too much fun playing, shooting pictures, playing, and then photo processing etc. But! Here is evidence we actually had a 4th of July. Breakfast at Grandma Millers followed by softball/kickball game. We then made our way up to Park City again this year and just had to stop at that beautiful white barn for pictures. It’s tradition! ;) Even the Stouts and Smiths(siblings) made it this year with us.
We did some playing at parks, grabbed dinner, and then hung out on Park City’s golf course for a couple of hours before the fireworks began. Such fantastic scenery to take in at Park City! Really good people watching too. :) I love this holiday! And there my friends, proof that we did celebrate the 4th of July.
Instead of taking pictures right around her 12th month of life, I took pictures at the end of her 13th month. For whatever reason, I can never seem to squeeze in time for a little time with my girls in front of the camera right around their birthdays. And that’s okay. You do what you can do!
Hazel started walking in her 13th month. She was very stubborn about walking! One day she would be happily walking back and forth between Greg and I, the next day she would cry and throw herself onto the ground if we tried to make her walk. Obviously, she wanted to do it on her time! And now that she finally is walking it’s pretty darn cute. She toddles after Lydia all day long. She has also mastered the art of going down the stairs on her belly very well. Almost too well. I will think she is upstairs while I am getting ready, but when you haven’t check on her for longer than a minute, she’s already down the stairs on her belly just cruising. Quick little thing!
Hazel loves to say, “hiiiiiiii.” That’s about her only word. I have been able to have her say “bye” a couple of times and “ball” once, but that’s about it. However, she has said, “hiiiiiiidaaaaaaa”(hi dad!) and believe it or not, she is trying to sound out Lydia. It comes out, “Leeeeya!” Pretty cute stuff I’m tell you.
And man this girl has teeth coming in galore! This past Sunday, she was having a hard time in church. Late summer nights, little naps, and 9 am church wasn’t a good combination in the first place, but I leaned her back during Sunday school to see what new teeth I could find, and behold, her molars are working their way through. Poor baby! Teething has not been Hazel’s friend. But I guess the end is kinda in sight?
Even though she’s teething, she’s still sweet as can be. Smiles at the snap of a finger and loves to give hugs. She also has some sass to her when things are going her way, which makes me laugh and get a little scared for the future all at the same time. Love you Hazel Evie!
We made another quick trip down to Saint George a couple of weeks ago. If you can’t tell, we are addicted to that place. Thanks to mi Madre and step-dad having a beautiful home down there! We went swimming, swimming, out to eat, and more swimming. It was a perfect summer vacation. Lydia was taught how to jump in the water and even(gasp!) swim underwater! This girl doesn’t like to be splashed or is a scared of doing anything without her life jacket. We are working hard on her though! She made huge improvements this trip. However, we looked like really mean parents making a crying 4 year old jump in the water over and over again so she would get used to it. But it’s for her own good right?! Good thing despite her crying from forcing to do things she didn’t want to do, she looked pretty darn cute in her swimming suits.
And took our girls out one evening for some desert scenery. I now have some all time favorite pictures of my girls from this outing.
I can’t get over that last one of our girls! What beauties.
Our man comes home every night to find us three girls fighting for his attention. Four girls if you count Charlotte. Greg loves his girls fiercely. I see the joy in his face from being a father and doing his fatherly duties. It makes my heart pretty happy to see. Lydia cries out for Greg in the night if she needs anything which I find incredibly cute(and nice!). Hazel’s first words have been “dada” and lately now, “hiiiiiidaaaaaa!” Meaning “hi dad!” The girls automatically light up each time they see their dad. This man of ours is sure loved and cherished around here!
Greg loves a good cinnamon roll and I don’t make them nearly often enough. So on Father’s Day I made a mean batch of cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting. Greg and the girls had no problem licking the beaters for me. Isn’t that the best part of baking sometimes?
We love you Gregory!