Seth smiling!

Our happy baby Seth Gavid turned six months on the fifth. He's now 16 lbs, 5 oz and 26 in long (that's the same length he was at his last appointment, we're pretty sure the nurse measured him wrong at one of his appointments, he's definatly grown since he was four months old, so however long he is, he's outgrowing clothes like crazy) . He loves watching people and will just stare at someone for a minute until he decides it's ok and then he gives his big grin. He especially loves to be around his sister and brothers, they can make him laugh so hard! And when Farris walks in the door every night he can't contain his happiness and wiggles all over. I'm not jealous, though, because he gives me the best hugs!

Other funnies

I didn't want to add more to the pantless Joseph post so here's some more things that have been going on in my wacky world:

Farris ordered a Bugs Bunny collection from Netflix, the kids have become instant fans. Each of them has a different name for Yosemite Sam. Lissy calls him Yocindi Sam (that's for you Cindi!), Caleb calls him Samitie Sam (that's for you Sam!), and Joseph calls him Yoyo Sam. They like it when Bugs Bunny makes him dance.

I said another memorable mom sentence to Caleb today: "NO, we don't snort in Sacrament meeting."

My parents came to visit this weekend, Dad didn't even try to give Seth chocolate milk or ice cream, either. Very unusual. Which of my sister-in-laws talked to him about that? Nicki came on Friday, too. We went to the museum on BYU's campus and met my Aunt Ellen and Uncle Darryl. For those of you who live around here there are some really cool exhibits there right now. Walter Wicks (I think that's his name) who does the I spy books has an exhibit there, and it is really neat. There is also an exhibit with packing peanuts and fans, Chinese duck sauce, and florescent lights. I recommend staying until the fans turn on, it's pretty funny.

Seth is starting to eat solid foods. Yum, rice cereal smells so good...sort of. OK, not at all. But he seems to be enjoying it. Or maybe he doesn't care what it tastes like, he just wants to bulk up so he can run over his brothers soon instead of the other way around.

Umm, yeah, that one with no pants, that's my kid

Ya know, I think I blog more about Joseph being naked than anything else. But for those of you who missed his streaking at church today, I'll fill you in. Farris had to go to Manti today to give a presentation to a group of YM/YW about colleges and scholarships and stuff so he took off right after the sacrament. I managed through that meeting with help from the Huntingtons, thanks Nikki by the way, but I had a bunch of stuff I needed to get together for Primary so I just dropped everyone off to their classes and ran around like a chicken for a little while, thanks Paige and Dorry Lou for holding Seth! Things were settling down when Dorry Lou informed me that Seth was a little damp...not a good sign. So I changed him top to bottom, luckily my diaper bag had all the extra clothes and diapers that I needed and I was feeling good, so prepared! Then I was taking him to nurse, when the Nursery leader brings up Joseph. Soaked clean to his socks. Smack my head, I hadn't put in any more emergency pants since his last accident cleaned out the diaper bag. The only thing in the whole bag that would fit him was a pair of blue tighty-whities (blueies?). Thank you, Brandee, she gave me a diaper--a diaper seemed a little more modest than just a pair of underwear. So I delivered him back to the nursery doing a little it of Risky Business with his white shirt and diaper (I never have seen Risky Business, just that little memorable scene, who would've thought it would be reenacted in nursery?). He did ask for his pants, but by the end of church he had enough people laughing at him --which just adds coal to his little fire-- that he was ready to streak. I was packing a diaper bag, my primary bag (not light), Seth in his car seat, trying to get Felicity and Caleb to follow me and trying to keep up with Joseph who was leaving behind a wave of snickers. OOOOh, yeah, church was memorable today. I am glad there was so many people helping me today (thanks Genevera for helping me out to the van with baggage, kids and Naked and Shivering Boy--yes, it was cold today). What a great ward I'm in with, thankfully, a good sense of humor.

Just a few things

Last night Caleb was telling me stories about Nephi and Laman and Lemuel, but he got a little mixed up and said Lame-o and Lemuel. I thought it was appropriate.

We went to walmart the other day and Joseph mooned the parking lot. OK, it was my fault, I was lifting him out of the cart and his pants got caught, and swooooop, down to his ankles they went. But I thought it was funny it happened to him.

Congrats to Sam and Emily, I'm looking forward to a trip to Oregon for your wedding! And hey, we (as in me, I guess) need details of the proposal.

Caleb is all registered for kindergarten now! Except those shots I haven't told him about yet... He's getting so big and tall, such a goofy fun kid. He's growing in every way, and it makes me sad that he'll be gone for kindergarten in the fall. What a kid!

Fountains

OK so I have three boys and all of them have at one time used diapers so you'd think I'd have all this down...this morning Seth had a little rash on his bum so I thought I'd let him air out a little before I put a clean diaper back on. So he's just sitting on his changing pad kicking his little feet having a good ol' time and I'm taking the second to read a little and all the sudden I hear this weird noise, just like someone turned a faucet on in our bedroom, and honestly, for a second I couldn't figure out what it was (in my defense I'm reading a book that takes place in Russia, so I wasn't in mommy mode). Seth was still kicking happily (probably giggling inside), but he had become a fountain. Fortunately, he has pretty good aim, most of it went right into the bag I have for dirty diapers and only a little on the floor. It could have been much worse, and frequently has been. Oh, these boys of mine. I love'em!

Teacher Felicity

Felicity went to a play at the junior high the other day with her school, and it inspired her enough that she came home to make a play with Caleb. Some how or another it turned from play- theater to play-school, but she still wanted an audience. My sisters were coming for a visit so she made tickets for us and went around very seriously asking us if we would be attending her debut(OK, not her words, but her facial expression said it all), and then writing us down in her little notebook. When it came time for showtime, she ushered us into her room. She had set up seats for us with our names on them (I was on an overturned bucket, Melissa got her princess stool, Caleb was on the floor, and Nicki got a bucket lid. Sorry, Nicki), and she was attempting to hire Farris to play the music (he asked her how much she would pay him, and she counted 17 cents out of her piggy bank. She was very relieved when he said he'd take a hug instead of money). It was amazing all the work she had put into it, she spelled everything by herself and had it all set up for us. First she handed out shells with instruction sheets. We were supposed to count them and then write how many we had on the paper. She told us that she would be checking our work (!). When we finished, she taught us a song. She had written the words to "Down by the Bay" twice and had the paper taped to the wall on two sides of the room so everyone could see. She even drew a picture of the song and had it taped in between the words. It was funny to see how adult she carried herself as she explained everything, just like we were a group of first graders, very teacher-ish. She's growing up!

Joseph takes his show on the road

Yesterday Felicity fell in a mud puddle during recess, so I grabbed the boys and went to the school with a change of clothes for her. While Felicity was getting dressed in the girls bathroom, Joseph went into the boys bathroom, and I sent Caleb after him to bring him back. Caleb comes bursting out the door, "Joseph's going potty!" So I sent him back into make sure that Joseph would eventually come out again. I must not have given good instructions, because a minute later out comes triumphant Caleb with a no shoe, no sock, no pants Joseph. Luckily no one was around to see my naked boy and I sent them back into the bathroom to find the lost articles. I'm hoping that Joseph will outgrow this pantless penchant soon, at least before kindergarten.