Monday, March 18, 2013

scarlett-isms

I was in the living room just 30 min ago when Scarlett came in from playing in the backyard, with her pants and undies down to her ankles.

Me-?????????????"What are you doing Scarlett!"

Scar - "I just had to go potty"

Me - You went ouside?

Scar - "Yep"

Me - "Did you wipe??"

Scar - "Yea......       with leaves."

Me - speechless.

I had her go outside and show me where she went - sure enough, there was a little potty puddle in the dirt/grass. She told me she just sat on the ground and did her thing. Oh Boy.



Today is Linc's 9m check up and Scarlett's 3 yr well check. One of the questions on Scarlett's questionnaire was "Point to a 'living' thing on a book or magazine and ask 'What is that?' and answer "Yes" if your child says something like "A man, a girl, a snowman, a little boy, etc" And write their response below.

So I pointed to a picture of a man giving a priesthood blessing to a little girl from the Primary Children's Songbook.

"Scarlett, What is that?"

Her response - "Um, a Child of God!"

:)

Yea, I put that answer down on her questionnaire.

Love this girl.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Dad's little girl turns 3

Happy Birthday to Daddy's favorite little girl.

I usually make it a point to avoid blogging as much as possible.  I leave it up to Megan to take care of it and I must admit she does a really good job. 

I wanted to mark this special occasion for a special someone in my life.  That someone just so happens to be my incredible daughter.  She truly is a light in my life.  I love her quirky smile.  Just tonight as I was telling her stories in bed she said, "Dad you are the best dad in the world."  It's things like that, that melt ones heart.  It's times like these that you realize that all of the tantrums and sleepless night are worth it. 

It is an extremely empowering yet daunting feeling to know that someone so innocent and naive is completely dependent on you.  To realize that you contributed to making her be who she is.  To know that she is a literal part of you.  Better not screw it up!

I enjoy spending time at home and with my little family.  I don't feel that putting in tons of hours for some extra money is "worth it."  To me what is "worth it" is being there.  I'm not perfect by any means.  I spend probably more time on my computer than I should.  Sometimes after putting Scarlett to bed for the 12th time that night, I'm short with her and put her back in bed refusing to tuck her in yet again.

I've enjoyed these 3 years of her little life.  From the first time I met her, as the doctors were tending to Megan, I sat in the little rocking chair and cried.  I was terrified.  How could something so small and fragile look to me for guidance and protection?  It was that moment that parenthood became real.  Having a child growing in mom's belly isn't the same as holding the little one in your arms.  Watching as she snuggles up into you.

She didn't stay little for very long.  From day one she's always been very alert and inquisitive.  She was always looking around and watching.  I remember when the pediatrician came in he was surprised at how awake and alert she was.  The newborn photographer took pictures of her and she was the only one on their website with eyes open.

She's always been very independent and strong headed.  I guess she gets that from her mom.  Meg's always been a great example and is fairly strong headed in her ways. Love you babe!

Scarlett has always had a big heart.  She is very observant and can read people's feelings very well.  She'll come up to you and say "are you sad?"  As she gets older she's constantly looking for ways to help others even her little brother on occasion.  I was at church today and asking one of her nursery leaders how she really is in the room when we aren't there.  The leader said that she's actually really good.  There is a child in the nursery that can be a little mean taking toys from kids.  The teacher says that Scarlett is the peacemaker of the group and tells that other child off and try's to protect the others.  That really makes me happy and proud.  One of my goals in life is to be the peacemaker.  I would love it if my daughter took upon herself that noble cause.

I love her hugs and smiles.  She has the incredible ability to just lighten your mood no matter how stressed or tired or angry.  She can just come up and put her little hand on your knee and smile at you expecting a smile back.  Not much can beat that. 

I'm such a proud dad.  I'm so very blessed and grateful for all that I have.  Thanks to everyone who has helped along the way. 

Love,
Dad  

   

Little Miss, Happy Birthday!

It took us a few miscarriages to get Scarlett safely in our arms. March 2, 2010 pitocin got things going and after a whole day of steady progression, pushing into March 3rd, Scarlett was born at 12:36am. 7lbs even and 21 inches long! I love that my memory can vividly take me into those exciting, nervous, anxious, scared moments of that night that changed my life forever.




The day we walked out those hospital doors with our own baby to keep alive was even more full of exciting, nervous, anxious, scared feelings!!! But she has made it this far under our love and care.



Holy cow, do we love her.

I can't believe she's 3.... I can't believe she is ONLY 3.

 When Scarlett was somewhere about 6 weeks old, we realized this girl was actually going to be a Blondy. Look at this photo! Her hair just grew in WHITE, it was nuts. Until we gave her her fist hair cut (on her first birthday) people had asked if we actually dyed/highlighted her hair. Haha. No. And neither Seth or I were blonde as little ones.
 


"Miss" has blossomed into a little girl. She isn't a toddler anymore. She's an actual little girl. I'm serious folks. She has full on conversations with you. She will talk your ear off until you're telling her to "calm down" and beg her to become occupied with something else.

I've never met another 3 year old who's pronunciation is as great as Scarlett's. I'm a bit biased, but I think it's almost perfect!

She is so polite. My heart melts each day with her random "Thanks for helping me get some lunch mom, it was really yummy." or "You're sweet mom, thanks for doing that for me". When she was 1 she would say "You're welcome" after doing something for us - reminding us to say our Thank yous.




She does NOT like hair in her baths. I have to clean the shower/tub before she gets in. And the world is crashing down if she finds one I missed.

 She loves to imagine and play pretend. That she's a princess, cowboy, in a marching band, and a doctor, etc


 Scarlett's a social butterfly. She is always the first to say "Hi" while we pass others down the grocery store aisle or on a walk. She s the first to make friends at the playground no matter boy/girl or young/old.


 She's potty trained!! ;)





 She loves to help.





She loves making brownies with her daddy. She's quite a daddy's girl. She loves when he tickles her, his kisses, rough housing, and helping him with projects on the car.


She likes to "exercise", DANCE, sing "twinkle, twinkle little star" to Lincoln when he is sad or when we're bored in the car. Scarlett always wants a dress on.


She loves Jesus, praying, and the Book of Mormon. And I love that she calls her pink princess castle her "pink temple" and sleeps in it every night.

Sunday could be her favorite day of the week, because she gets to go to NURSERY!!!

She loves her BFF Lexi. 

I love how she shortens names on her own, She interchangeably says "Lexi" and "Lex" or "Lincoln" and "Linc".

The girl has sass! Have you seen her crusties? She can give the look of death so easily. I think a lot of them can be contributed to the lovely "terrible two" stage and discovering her independence - but the girl can hold her own.I know I have a lot of great pictures of her crusties... But none available to share at the moment.


We love our Little Miss! I want to go on and on trying to explain how special she is to us, but this is all I can put into words right now.

Happy Birthday Scarlett! 
We're so blessed to have you in our lives as our daughter!