Heads up!

It is now official.

Cooper can hold his head up for tummy time.

My boy is growing up so fast!

Happy Father's Day Daddy!

First Swim

This afternoon we went with Stephen's sisters and their families to a little subdivision's pool.  It was the first swim of the season.  Yeah for summer!  We borrowed some floaties for Maycee and doubled her up.  She was all ready to get in the water.

When we first got to the pool there were some other people there.  Maycee was a little reticent to try the "swimming" thing and just kept looking at the other pool residents that she didn't know.

As soon as she was in the pool by herself and her daddy she started to kick!  It was so amazing to watch her catch on to swimming.  She realized that in order to go somewhere else in the pool she would have to kick.  Of course all of her floaties wouldn't let her go under...even a little bit.

She loved her Dora and Boots floaties.  We just got lucky on those.  We borrowed them from a neighbor.

If you look at her left knee you can see that she crashed while trying to walk in the pool.  There was a little lip that she wasn't expecting and she crashed.  She didn't even cry.  That's my strong girl!

Here is Cooper, just happy as can be.  He sat in that floaty for probably 15 to 20 minutes.  He was just chomping on his hand as happy as a clam.

I love that little boy!

We had so much fun at the pool!

I have no idea.

Yesterday I was sweeping and mopping the floor.

I also washed Maycee's cover for her highchair...and wiped the entire thing down.  It was gross.

I was getting gung-ho.

I pulled the highchair and all of the chairs onto the carpet in the living room to sweep and mop the kitchen floor.

Maycee was being strangely "unclingy" as I was sweeping.  I turned around to find this picture.

I had no idea how she got up there!  I have never seen her do that trick.

I pulled her out of the highchair and watched her out of the corner of my eye.  She climbed that thing like a little monkey!  It was hilarious to watch.  We'll just have to wait to see what she will scale next.

Daddy and Cooper

Aren't these the cutest!?

I love my Stephen and Cooper.

Yes, he is totally wearing his church outfit without the pants.

Farm Weekend

We went to the farm this weekend to go to my cousin's reception.

These are just fun pictures of our two day get-away.

As a side note, Maycee is a farm girl through and through.  ...Way more than I ever was.  She loves trucks, tractors, pickups, motorcycles, water, and dirt.  Especially dirt.  I love it when she comes up to me and says, "Grampa motokykle, Grampa motokykle."  Seriously the cutest thing.  She loves riding motorcycles with Grandpa.

Being Mom is Hard

I've been thinking a lot lately about my job as "mom".

Counting being pregnant, I've only been a mom for two and a half years.  That is nothing compared to what my mom's got on me...or even either of my grandma's.

When I was first pregnant with Maycee everything changed.

The very first thing that changed and was surprisingly very emotional for me, was my body.  I didn't realize how much "being skinny" was a part of who I was until I got big.  Very big.  I cried almost every time that I went maternity clothes shopping.  That very first time I went with Krystal.  I think she thought I was going crazy.  It was so hard to give my body 24/7 to someone else.

I learned to share.  I eventually learned to cope with being big and I got pregnant again.  The second time was a breeze.

I never had to deal with being sick for nine months.  I was very blessed that way.  I think Heavenly Father knew that if I was sick I wouldn't get pregnant again...

When Maycee finally came I had to deal with postpartum depression.  Only for two weeks, but that was the hardest two weeks of my life.  I also had to learn to cope with very little sleep.  As most people know, newborns don't sleep when normal people sleep.  It took at least 6 weeks for me to feel semi-normal again.  I don't think I went to the grocery store by myself until Maycee was 9 months old.  Stephen and Krystal are probably very grateful that I gained my independence back.

Life is starting a whole new "hard".

Ever since Cooper was born, Maycee has come into a new phase.  This is the phase that requires discipline.

I feel so unsure of myself all over again.  It really is true that when you finally feel like you've gotten everything figured out, it changes.  This, however, is a whole lot different then learning to deal with lack of sleep or giving up my body.  These decisions will affect the rest of Maycee's life.  How we teach her will be her foundation.  I feel this intese pressure that I did not expect.

I really want to do what is right for her.

My little Cooper

who isn't so little.

He's so cute.

What is that girl doing now?

Maycee loves shoes.  It doesn't matter if they are Daddy's or Mommy's.  I just thought it was hilarious when she had on my stilettos and could walk in them.

Maycee also loves trucks.  They are almost always working on houses out here so they always have trucks.  Maycee just sits at the window and stares at them.  According to my dad "Maycee is in her element on the farm".

Yesterday Krystal came over to run through the sprinkler with us.

This is mostly what Krystal did while she was here because Maycee wanted to see all of the trucks that she was hearing on the other side of the fence.

Mommy is the coolest Mommy

Maycee loves her little tunnel.

No, I did not get any pictures of her actual face coming out of it.

And yes, Cooper and Maycee are both in size 3 diapers....I think that is something to blog about.