Back to life...

...back to reality

We're coming to the end of our first "real" week after the holidays. It's been nice to get back to some normalcy but I really hate sending Ammon off to work everyday. I wish he could stay home with us... I'm very grateful for his job -- don't get me wrong. I just miss him a lot when we're not together.

Noah has had a very busy week. He started swimming lessons again. He's in a class with 4 other boys and is obviously the youngest one there. These other boys are very wild and not afraid of the water at all which is good for Noah. He's not scared of the water but is very timid and cautious. His teacher, Miss Michelle, is coming to understand that Noah needs a little push sometimes. (he now calls my sister "miss michelle" due to swimming lessons. cute!) So, swimming lessons on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

On Wednesday, gymnastics started up again. Noah loves gymnastics. He got one of those hippity-hop balls for Christmas. You know the kind, right? It's a big bouncy ball with handles. You sit on the ball, hold the handles and jump. Well, they use these balls in his gymnastics class. And since Noah is timid and cautious (already mentioned) he would never jump. He would sit and hold on but no jumping for him. He would just bounce in one spot. We've been working with him and he finally got it! He jumps all over the place. He couldn't wait to show Miss Holly. I didn't get to go to his class because I had a YW Presidency meeting but Ammon said he did great. I'm so proud of that little guy. He amazes me all the time.

Like last night. I took him to the gym and put him in the daycare while I went to shake my thang at Zumba. When I came back an hour later to pick him up, he was teaching Miss Demi sign language. Miss Demi is an older woman, I'd say in her late 60s. Noah used to call her "Grandma". (which she LOVED) I think she'd admit to everyone that Noah is her favorite child. Everytime he comes in, the hug eachother and just talk about life. So back to signing. I walk in and I hear him saying, "put your hand up like this. and put your thumb in and that's B. Now shake it and that's blue. And this is white. No, not like that. Like this. And this is yellow. Make a Y. No, with your pinky promise and thumb. Yeah! Ok, shake it and that's yellow." It was adorable.

This is Ammon's last week of class. Well, this class at least. It's been a really tough class but, I'm so proud of him. He's so disciplined. He'll be taking a break after this week and I can't wait to get some more time with him. We'll have to live it up before his next class starts.

I'm pretty much recovered from getting my wisdom teeth extracted. Today is my 3 week mark and I just stopped taking Ibuprofen 3 days ago. I still have holes in my face but they don't hurt anymore. My jaw is just slightly sore but not bad. That was the worst part for me. Pain in your jaw is miserable! I'm glad that's over.

I haven't talked about Griffin in this post. I guess because nothing new started for him this week but here are some things he's saying these days:

dad

mom

noah

uh oh

dude

diaper

nononono

He are his signs:

dad

mom

candy

more

eat

please

thank you

There might be more in both of those categories but, I can't think of them right now. Ammon - can you think of any more?

So that's been our week, more or less. Oh! One more thing. Ginger took the boys Monday evening and Ammon and I got to go on a date! We went to my favorite Thai restaurant and then we played Scrabble at our local coffee shop. It was so great to spend some time with the cutest man on earth!