Nanny Cam?

I know that there are more expensive and authentic "nanny cams" out there, but my clever and technology-savvy husband rigged up one of our very own! I can't explain the technical part of it, but he put our video camera in Reagan's room on her dresser so that there is a perfect view of her crib, and it is now available on our TV for our viewing pleasure. Since we are too lazy to walk the 10 (this may even be a stretch) steps to her room and peek in her door, I can now watch her every move after she goes to sleep from my very own Nanny Cam TV channel! (I feel like this is an infomercial.) It will come in handy on the weekends when we are watching movies and want to check on her periodically. With the press of a button on the remote, we can see what she's up to. Last night after I put her to bed, I was working on my computer and thought I heard her whimper a little bit, so I turned on the TV and saw her standing there in her crib. I resisted my urge to jump up and get her and instead watched her:
- stand there for a few moments, looking around with a worried look on her face,
- whimper a little and look directly at the Nanny Cam (she must know something is up. Shoot!)
- smile and start to dance back and forth(no I am not making this up!)
- give the Nanny Cam one more devious glare, and
- dramatically fall down into her crib again and fall back asleep, all within seconds.

I sort of felt like I was watching the discovery channel. Instead of Shark Week, it was Baby Week and I was watching her in her natural environment without any outside distractions.
Now, this may be an infringement of her right to privacy and personal property, but let's just say that as her mom, I have a warrant. And I'm so happy that I do, because she is hilarious. Watch out babysitters, we may rig up something a little more disguised for the future!

Two Face, is that you?

Whoa, I'm on a roll lately with my blogging. Slightly embarrassing, but what are you gonna do? This is just too good not to share. So, you know that old seminary video called "Godly Sorrow?" As far as seminary videos go, it's a classic. Here are a few clips from the video. Recognize the guy?

So...does he look familiar?

Yep, that's right, the handsome hunk with perfectly quaffed hair in the seminary video is Aaron Eckhart aka Harvey Dent aka "Two Face" from "The Dark Knight." Hope you enjoyed that as much as I did. Thanks, Haley, for pointing it out to me. It made my day!

TGIF

Why I love grandparents

Grandpa Wilson

Grandpa Pratt (thanks Ernie for the picture!)


I feel very fortunate to have all four of my grandparents alive and living very close to me. Although I don't get to see them as much as I want to or should, I still love the time that I get to spend with them. I feel as though much of what they say is always profound enough to be written down in a book to be remembered forever. The advice they give is as precious as scripture to me. I can remember one time when I was maybe 16 years old, I was really struggling with a lot of things (oh, the dramatic life of a 16 year old!), particularly my self-worth and the way other people treated me and felt about me. I was in desperate need of a Priesthood blessing, and my dad was out of town on business. Actually, it was right around when September 11th happened, because I remember he was stuck in Florida, unable to fly out. I was distraught and felt very alone. My mom had the idea to call my grandpa Pratt. Without any hesitation, he was over at our house, sitting next to me, arm around me, and having what he would call a "hearts to hearts."
In the Pratt family, "hearts to hearts" is a tradition that I cherish with...well,all my heart! When we were little, all the grand kids would scurry to gather on Grandma and Grandpa Pratt's big water bed with the silky blue quilt. My grandpa would call out "whoever's last is a dooflunkie!" Now, I don't know any better now than I did then what a "dooflunkie" is, but I do know that I never hope to find out! When we were all cuddled up on the bed, Grandma and Grandpa Pratt would hug us and tell us stories of when they were growing up and we would wiggle and giggle to our heart's content. I have very fond memories of these "hearts to hearts" and sometimes, when I'm lucky, I still get to have this special time with Grandpa and Grandpa Pratt, only this time it's usually more personal, because I don't think their water bed could handle all of us cousins all grown up anymore!
That night when Grandpa came over to visit and to give me a blessing, I poured my heart out to him. There were lots of tears on my part, but my grandpa sat there through it all, hugging me and telling me everything would be alright. He used that situation to bear his testimony of the Savior to me, and I remember very vividly, for the first time in my life, really beginning to understand the Atonement and the love the Savior had for me. My grandpa gave me a very profound blessing that night. To this day, I remember little of what was actually said, but I do remember the way I felt. I have never felt so immediately calm and at peace in my entire life than I did at that moment, sitting in that chair in the middle of the room, my grandpa's worn but strong hands placed upon my head. Whenever I am having a hard day or am in a difficult situation, I still remember that almost tangible feeling of loneliness and pain leaving almost immediately and being replaced with love and warmth. I remember feeling that I was not alone, nor would I ever be alone, and that it was up to me to turn to the Savior for comfort. I have used the lesson I learned that night time and time again throughout my life.
Today, we received a letter in the mail from Jason's Grandpa Wilson, explaining to us the importance of paying our tithing and being prayerful in these sometimes difficult financial times. It was a seemingly simple letter, but it touched our hearts to have his testimony written out, allowing us the opportunity to read it over and over. It made me realize how wise grandparents really are, and prompted me to record my thoughts somewhere so that I would be able to remember the deep impact having faithful grandparents has had on my life and the lives of my family.
Three of Jason's grandparent's have passed on, and I knew two of them only briefly, but Jason still shares stories about them with me, and through those stories I feel as though I do know them, and am incredibly grateful for the example that they set for us and our children.

Vacay?

I don't know if it's the constant sickness that's been going around, the dark and dreary weather outside, or the fact that Jason has been studying and taking finals for the past 3 weeks(...wait..Jason... that's his name right? Sometimes I forget because I never see him!), but I would just like a good old fashioned VACATION. To where, you ask? For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to visit Greece - Santorini to be exact. There is no particularly good or intriguing reason why I'd like to go there, other than the fact that it looks absolutely stunning in pictures.
Case in point:




So, who's with me?

Reagan's numbers

Today she had her belated 9 month doctor appointment. It was uneventful as most doctor appointments go, but hearing how tall she is and how much she weighs is always fun. Looks like we may not have a 6 footer on our hands after all, but she most surely will be taller than me at some point.
Her height is 30 1/8 inches. Still a big tall girl.
Her weight is 21 lbs even.
Her head circumference is 45 3/4 cm. A nice, big head? Still confused about the mandatory head circumference measurements.
Also she may have some allergies. DUMB!
Someone tell me why I, one who has NO allergies and who will eat ANYTHING, has a baby who has sensitive skin and eyes and is such a picky eater??
Oh wait, I do recall about two years in my life growing up that I would only eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I guess it takes a few years for a more adventurous and mature palette to develop.

Copy Cat

After a week of questioning whether or not this "mom" thing was all it was cracked up to be (sick baby, sick me), we have had the best past couple of days. I forgot how much fun and how smart Penny is. It will never cease to amaze me how smart babies are and how quickly they learn new things. Every time she learns a new "trick," she will be so proud of herself. I will say "yaaaaaaay Reagan!" and she will just grin from ear to ear, clap her hands, and squeal. Why can't I be this amazed when I do something as simple as standing up for a few seconds without falling? Haha, I have a lot to learn. Maybe I'll go put in yet another load of laundry and then take a few moments to congratulate myself by clapping?
Anyway, lately, Reagan's favorite thing has been "copying" whatever we say or do. Her favorites are waving, clapping, dancing (the usuals), but lately she has started to repeat what we say. We are currently learning what sounds animals make and she thinks it's hilarious to listen to me do the sounds and then impersonate me. Our current favorite is a bird "cheep cheep!" and a cow "moooooooo." Something SO FUNNY about those two sounds, apparently. The only one she has down so far is a dog. She claims they say "whoo, whoo" which is totally fine by me because even I can't keep straight what they are saying these days. Bark? Woof? Ruff? Bow-wow...seriously? Bow-wow? (anyone catch the Brian Regan reference?)
Today, we were driving home from running errands and to keep her happy in the car, I was saying "I love you" over and over to her and what do you know? She said it right back! My jaw dropped. Her version was slightly imperfect in pronunciation but perfect in everything else: "yai yuh yoo!" I kept saying it over and over just to be told that I was loved over and over. I was amazed - it was truly a defining moment in my short life as a mom. No, she probably doesn't understand what it means just yet, but hearing those words come out of her mouth was the sweetest sound I have ever heard. I wished that I had some way of recording it. I'll work on that.
Jason has had fun with her new "copycat-ing" and likes to make her say "da-da" in a big manly, robust voice over and over. I wish that I had video of both of them doing this today because Jason was even funnier to watch. He was standing there and would throw a fist up in the air and say (or rather, growl, as you will hear) "DA-DA!" and she would say it back, hand motions and all. This isn't the best video because I always end up remembering that I should record these moments too late but it's still pretty funny. OH, and I apologize for Jason saying "oh...she's pooping" about halfway through the video. It's actually probably the most amusing part of the video but, just do me a favor and ignore that part. Not one of her most "lady-like" moments. HOWEVER, it is a moment that is to be rejoiced in our house because it doesn't happen often enough...my poor, sweet, irregular little girl. Enjoy.

Jason apologizes for his scary voice. You may want to turn your volume down.