Sunday, July 29, 2007

14 Months Going On '15'

Ok, so just look at this picture. Can't you just envision in about 14 more years, the moment will look the same (Tig slamming her door) except she'll be yelling something like "it's not fair!" or the universal "you just don't understand!" or, a personal favorite, "I never get to do anything fun!"
More good things to look forward to. :)

Friday, July 13, 2007

Rock On With The Fire Works

Most young children shy away from loud objects. They cringe at the high pitched squeal and quick pops and blasts. The 4th of July typically is not a favorite holiday until they're a little older. But Tigone is a special bred, she comes from what I like to call the "rock on" generation. She totally dug the fireworks (accompanied by some very patriotic Lee Greenwood). She waved at them while rockin out to the tunes. (My child always has a beat going in her head, it just so happens there was music playing that night to dance along to.) She also gave them many sporatic claps of approval in spite of the obnoxious schrilling sounds and nasty smelling smoke that's left behind. It was a proud little Tig is a party girl.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Incisors, Cuspids, Premolars, Oh My...

Well, it's a miracle. Tigone has decided to not go toothless the rest of her life and finally allowed more teeth to come in. (She's only had 2 bottoms for the last five months). Now we officially have seven teeth; believe you me, they came out fightin.

So, what is our next big step?! Brushing teeth! I have to say, I felt a little bad when I saw little Lauren Cairns, a full three months younger than Tig, brushing her teeth like a pro. After that, it was time to get down to business.

Well, round one went well, we'll have to see if she's still game tomorrow night. :)

Monday, July 2, 2007

A Tribute to a Good Woman

Some of the best people in the world are grandmas, and one of my favorite people in the world was my Grandma Arlene. When I was young, she watched me almost every summer when she wasn't teaching school. I have great memories of baking, swimming (in those good ole above ground pools), laying on the concrete afterwards (cuz you can't go in the house wet), watching the Wizard of Oz over and over (and getting scared every time), and having her always ask me if I wanted her to pull my hair back (because she didn't like it in my face). My cousins and I played Oregon Trail and Number Munchers like it was going out of style (my grandma was in the only one in our family with a computer until the nineties). She was a fun grandma, she could always find something for us to do. I think I told her that I finished reading the blue book probably three times a day during one summer. The blue book was the old paperback Book of Mormon with Moroni on the cover, I was around 5 or 6 years old, pretty proficient reader at such a young age.

My grandma was faithful and served were the Lord asked her to. She wasn't a partial follower, one who picks and chooses the commandments she likes. She never faltered when it came to setting a good example for me. She always told me to tell the truth (even if I didn't want to) and she showed her love for me more than she stated it, but I knew it either way.

I hope that when I am crowned with the "grandma" title, I will do everything I can to be as good to them, as she was to me.