Pure joy

Saturday was Brigham City's Peach Days. I've said before it has always been something I look forward to. When I was younger, I loved the parade, candy, carnival, dancing to the music and family time. When I was a teenager, I loved the good food, and checking out boys (sorry honey). And now that I'm a mom, I love Peach Days for a totally different reason. I get to see my boy shriek with excitement at the site of the carnival and Ferris Wheel . Tyler laughed, almost uncontrollably, while riding a little train. For that reason alone, I will always make the effort to attend at least one carnival a year. Thank you Tyler for helping see things through a child's eye again.

Another source of pure joy for me is Hannah. I guess you could say she has been testing my patience lately. She has discovered that she can yell and scream at the top of her lungs, and is determined to do that as often as possible. It makes my ears ring. I can't imagine that scream coming out of my sweet baby girl, but it does. I know it is a phase, Tyler went through it too, but his voice was never this high or shrill.

I sometimes think that babies can tell when you need them to "turn on the sweetness". Hannah did that for me when we put her on the grass the other night. She wouldn't let both feet touch at the same time. She would switch legs and make the silliest faces. I laughed so hard I was crying. She got used to the feel and then sat there, not wanting to crawl and make her hands touch the grass. Again, she made the cutest faces. Oh, how I love her!