When my Grandma Zina sent Bryce this bear for his birthday, she worried that he might be too old for it. But that is so not at all the case! Since my mom's visit in July, he has really started responding to his soft toys. He will bring them to me to snuggle, and then ask for them back so he can snuggle them, too. It is one of my favorite phases so far -- I'll be sad when he really is too grown up for his Bear. (The bear Grandma sent is just called "Bear" for now until Bryce is old enough to name it himself.)
There's a park not too far from our house which has a splash pad. Bryce HATES having water poured on his head, and he screams bloody murder if ever we meets with a shower, but it was just so blasted hot one day that we took a chance on taking him to the splash pad.
He LOVED it! He stood with a stream of water coming straight up into his diaper for at least 2 full minutes. Daddy got soaked, too!
Just a little slice of my everyday life. Bryce in my current favorite shirt, soft toy (in this case, Monkey -- I know, we're really creative with the names around here), pacifier in mouth (actually, that's pretty rare unless we're having a really rough day), debris scattered all about.
Bryce is in a stage where he will refuse to eat things not because he doesn't like the food but because he doesn't like the way it's presented. Most of his protests arise from his food being presented differently than Mommy and Daddy's food. So I let him have the corn cob, since he wouldn't touch the kernels I cut off for him. He was pretty darn happy about it. Silly goose.
Other recent happenings include Preston being called to the Elders Quorum Presidency, Angie and Libby coming for a visit, and me joining in for workouts three times a week at the Stake Center. Life is good in our little corner of the world.
All for now, more to come later.
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