That's What I Love About Sundays

Sunday April 22, 2012 I can’t imagine a time when my life was sweeter than it is right now. I’m treasuring the moments, hoping never to forget the sweet beauty of this time. I love the little slap of Hyrums’ hands on the tile as he quickly crawls to get to an open dishwasher. Right now he and Ammon are asleep on the couch. Hyrum is laying on Ammon’s chest both of them still in their sunday clothes. Ammon knows I love Relief Society so he usually takes Hyrum. Sometimes they'll walk home. This is how I found them today.

May 16, 2012 The other night Ammon, Hyrum and I sat down for dinner. I slid Hyrum in his high chair, one Grandma Driggs painted for my mom and siblings years ago. I tightened the soft belt we use to keep him in the chair and slid him up to the table. We’ve been having a hard time getting him to eat solid food regularly, so every time we sit down we try new ways to entice him. I tore pieces of the rotisserie chicken he and I bought at Costco (one of our favorite things). He kept grabbing them with his little fingers and stuffing them in his mouth, working so hard to chew. He’d laugh at Ammon making faces at him and reach out to grab his sippy cup and take a drink. This time I put a little lemonaide in his cup and he goes crazy for lemonade. As he ate he got more and more sleepy. He’d close his eyes and nod off a little, laying his head on the dirty table in front of him. If it weren’t for Ammon and I laughing he’d probably have stayed there sacked out. As it was we put him to bed early and had a nice quiet evening.