Back to School. Back to BYU.

{Hugh in his Glory days on the BYU soccer team. 2007.}

I loved going back to school when I was young. There is nothing better than a new outfit, a backpack stocked with school supplies, and the smell of fall in the air. By the end of the summer, I was more than ready to get back into the grind of school. Sometimes I miss getting ready to go back to school. I guess this is one reason why fall is still my most favorite season...it symbolizes new beginnings for me (much more than New Years does, I might add).

This goes without saying that I am a little jealous of Hugh...he gets to go back to school this year. In fact, his first real day was yesterday. He's back at BYU to work on his Master's of Public Administration degree. And although we both are a little bummed he won't be able to grow out his hair and beard...we are both excited for this opportunity to be back at BYU. BYU has been good to us. It's a little adventure for the whole family. I feel I get to live a little vicariously through Hugh and "go back to school" with him. It should be fun and I'm sure hard and challenging as well. I'm excited! Back to being starving students...good thing we still live in my dad's basement ;).

Upside Down..

Ruby LOVES watching this over and over and over...(I don't mind either...Jack's a hottie and George is pretty cute :). Do you thing Jack is really singing under water?

My babies...

Ruby and I took a nap together to the other day. I woke up before she did and this is what I saw...

Her face reminded me of this little guy...It made my heart hurt...a lot.

But, there is not question...these two are siblings. From the moment I saw my little Hugh William in the NICU, something about him reminded me of Ruby. I think it was the the resemblance of their sleeping faces. I love my two babies...and often think about the others waiting to come.

Last Night...

Ruby had a bath. And spelled her name so nicely on the side of the tub. Seriously, she did that all by herself! We've been spelling her name on the side of the tub as long as I can remember...and now she loves finding the letters and sticking them on the tub. We're working on her dyslexia :).


After her bath, she dressed herself in this get-up (well, I put her diaper and t-shirt on) and told me repeatedly that she was "going to granma suzi's". But her plan was ruined by those darn stairs...still working on navigating mom's flip-flops.


PS. Go JAZZ! We are getting excited for the season to start.

Baldy...

{Ruby bald then ( at about three months)...and still bald now!}

Last night at Hugh's soccer game Ruby was running around with two little kids we hadn't met before. I had a brief conversation with the cute 7-year-old girl that went something like this. Keep in mind her hair was cut into a very short bob.

Cute girl: Hi, I just donated my hair to locks of love.

Me: Oh, that is so kind of you.

Cute girl: (pointing to Ruby) I hope she gets it.

Me: (trying very hard not to laugh) Well, thank you.

I'm still laughing about this.

"Mommy? I wan cereal"

{Ruby taking a nap one day}

Ruby's new bedtime ritual...stalling. She gets in her bed, I lay next to her, we read a few books, and then it begins.

Ruby: Mommy? I wan cereal

Mom: No, Ruby, it's time for bed

Silence

Ruby: Mommy? I wan wager

Mom: Ruby, you just had water...go to bed

Silence

Ruby: Mommy? I wan rag ann

Mom: You want Raggity Ann? Okay, I will get her for you.

I proceed to get Raggity Ann from Ruby's shelf, and bring the doll to Ruby.

Once the doll is in Ruby's hands, she squints her eyes, shakes her head, and motions for me to put Raggity Ann back.

Mom: You want Raggity Ann back on the shelf?

Ruby: Yea (as she nods her head vigorously)

Ruby: I wan dad yay down

Mom: HUGH! Ruby wants you.

Then Hugh comes in and lays down with us.

And after much tossing, turning, and bouncing around...she's out. And so are we.

It's what fun is...

{circa 1989. Lagoon, Ut}

Reason enough to visit Lagoon. I would LOVE to have a kid that looks identical to my sis, Mal. That face and smile...to die for! So glad we came across this the other day. Thanks for being a pack rat, dad!