Sad face

This has to be the saddest face I've ever seen. The funniest part about it, is that he was smiling big open mouth grins just minutes before!

Look at that lip!

Eight weeks

We may be a few days late, but we've had a busy week. We spent our last few days in Idaho soaking up family time, our flight got delayed, he has his first cold (his little cough is so sad!), and we finally made it home after two weeks being gone. 

We've discovered he's a champion flier, he does well on road trips, he's sleeping through the night (90% of the time), he decided he no longer liked his pacifier, so we invested in five different ones and found one that he tolerates (Born Free), and he still doesn't like to turn his head to the right. We need to work on that one. 

Although he's been a little miserable because he's sick, he still takes adorable pictures. 

Yes, that is indeed a snot bubble. We caught it just in time! Here's to hoping he recovers quick!

Nixon's blessing

On Father's Day we were able to have Nixon blessed. It was such an awesome day considering we were surrounded by family. All of my family was able to be there, because everyone was still in town from our family reunion that weekend, and we were so grateful we had Ethan's brother Jared and his wife Shannon representing Ethan's side of the family.

One of the things that I remember Ethan said during the blessing, was that Nixon would be curious in the Gospel. I loved that line. I feel like that's something that I wish I would have been more of growing up--asking questions and finding answers to those questions.

He did great and didn't even cry. He also looked adorable in his little outfit!

Unfortunately we didn't get a picture of everyone that attended the blessing, but we did get a couple of the people!

We are so blessed to have Nixon, and I'm thankful Ethan was able to to bless our son.

Seven weeks

Nixon is definitely growing! He was a little cold because Grandpa Oxnam likes to freeze us out! But he was a trooper. He also gave us our first real smile on Sunday! I'm hoping to capture it on camera soon!

We're having a great time hanging out with cousins and is adored especially by Bennett boy. He holds his hands and gives him kisses, basically (softly) smothering him with love. He lovingly refers to him as "baby Nixon."

Father's Day

This Father's Day was a special one for our family this year. Not only was it Ethan's first Father's Day, but we were also able to be in Idaho with my own father and were surrounded by family for Nixon's blessing. (It was also the third anniversary of our first date. Look how far we've come since then!)
I thought I would say a few words about the important fathers in my life.

The first is my own dad.

He is one of the most amazing men I have ever met. He loves his family and the gospel and has also been an example to me. He serves so many and never asks for anything in return. I have had many people tell me how much they appreciate my dad and everything he has done for them. He is one of the most selfless people I know. Not only is he a great father, he's an awesome grandpa too!

The second is Ethan's dad Dwayne.

I remember the first time I met him, I knew that I would be so lucky to have him as my father-in-law. He is one of the most caring people I know. He loves his family and it shows every they're around him. He loves being a father, but I think he might like being Pa even more. I can't wait for Nixon to meet him in person! Thank you Dwayne for raising such an amazing son, to be the father of my own boy. 

Finally is the newest father in my life. 

I love watching Ethan with Nixon. His love and admiration for Nixon melts me. I could not have asked for a better father for my own children. He encompasses what I love most about my own dad as well as his own dad. I sure love him, and I'm thankful that he is my partner in raising our family. 

Happy Father's Day to all of you! I love you all!

Six weeks

We are seeing his eyes more and more and hearing his voice more too! I couldn't help but think of this when I was going through his pictures. Grandpa Oxnam and Uncle Derrick would be proud of his form.

Check out that smolder. I can already see the girls swooning over him. 

I also realized Nixon is usually mostly naked in all of the pictures I have of him, so I figured I would show that he does in fact wear clothes!

 He also spends a good amount of his time like this.

He love to be swaddled and we love him swaddled. It kills me that he's so adorable. I mean really.

Mom fail

I had my first real mom fail today, and I feel awful.

Last week I went to the DMV to get my new California license. Oh my word, that is the busiest DMV I've ever seen in my life! I was there almost three hours! Long story short, I finally got through the line and got my picture taken. The lady failed to tell me that the camera would flash. I heard the camera go and then I looked away. All of a sudden the flash went off. I told the lady she might want to look at it and make sure I was actually looking. She said it was fine, so I went on my way.

Fast forward to today. I received my license in the mail and I was FUMING! What should I see but a picture of me not even looking at the camera! I immediately called the DMV and the wait time was 1.5 hours! Luckily they have a call back option so I chose that.

Meanwhile, Nixon was getting a little fussy because it was almost time for him to go down for a nap. I was still annoyed about the license, and I could feel myself getting a little impatient. I finally got the call back. I started explaining the situation to the lady on the phone and all of a sudden, I can tell the call was dropped! Seriously?? I just wanted 1.5 hours to talk to someone! I call back immediately and there's another ridiculous long wait and it was almost the end of business hours. I got off the phone and Nixon was now in full cry. I told him to chill out (like he knows what that means, seriously), and tried to see if there was another office I could call. Nope. He got even louder and I had finally had enough, I wrapped him up and put him in his room, because I was done listening to him cry.

About five minutes later, his cry turned into little wimpers and I wanted nothing more than to go in and get him. I wanted to snuggle with him and tell him I was sorry for getting so frustrated. I opened his door and he was asleep. I felt awful that I had gotten so frustrated with him, especially when he's just a little guy who doesn't know any better. I went and got a blanket and went and laid down next to him. I may or may not have cried a few little quiet tears and told him how sorry I was and kissed his precious cheeks.

I know this is probably the first of many mom fails, but I also hope I remember how awful I felt, so it doesn't become a habit. I don't want to be "that mom."

Five weeks

Nixon is my favorite. Honestly, I can't get enough of this guy. He's getting older and definitely more alert, and he's even a bit more fussy. He's had some rough moments, but overall he's still a great baby. I was looking at him the other day and there were so many things that I wanted to document so I can always remember them. Things like:
His gaze. He does this a lot.

 His lips. How perfect are those?

 His beautiful blue eyes.

 His fingers.

 His little profile.

 His little feet.

 Him learning to lift his head, even just a little bit.

His arm and back rolls. 

Can't they stay little forever?

Happy birthday to..

This fantastic woman!

Because there is WAY too much I could write about how much I love her and why she is an amazing mother, I'll just say happy birthday mom! I hope you had an amazing day! We love you and can't wait to see you soon!