September 2012

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Our niece Emma’s birthday was Sunday, September 2nd, so we celebrated with the Steeds on Monday the 3rd (Labor Day). We got sushi, which was Emma’s birthday meal of choice; we stopped by the pet store to pick up her birthday dwarf hamster that she named Sweetie; and of course there was cake and icecream. (Side note: I know “ice cream” is actually more than one word, but I’d like it to be only one word so that’s how I spell it.) Emma ended up liking the idea of sushi more than actually having a whole meal of it, but her brothers – especially Weston – turned out to be quite adventurous and even had some sashimi. Never mind that they didn’t know what they were eating…

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Emma is a favorite of Maisy’s, and rightly so. I’m grateful Maisy has Emma here in town as a wonderful example and special cousin friend.

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On Tuesday the 4th, Nate flew to Boston to work on campus for a few days. Later that afternoon, Maisy and I rode with my dad up to Dallas to meet Laney’s baby, Sheppard. My mom was already there doing what moms do after a daughter has a baby – snuggling the baby, making food and freezer jam, tying baby quilts, hooking a rug for the nursery, etc, etc. It was a quick overnight trip for Dad and I because it was bad timing for us to be away from the office for longer, but it was still great to see Laney, Cory, and their little guy Sheppy.

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Maisy loves babies and was especially tender with Sheppy. Seeing Maisy next to Shep made her look so much bigger and older in comparison. Babies grow and change lightening fast right before your eyes – it’s amazing to witness and be apart of.

Nate came home to spend the weekend with us before flying back to Boston on Monday the 10th for another four days. On Saturday the 8th, we went for a bike ride, one of Maisy’s golden activities.

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I’d been called to accompany our church congregation’s choir for special musical numbers, so in September I started spending a lot more time brushing up on my piano playing. Maisy has seemed to love music since she was itty-bitty, and now she asks us to turn on music and dance almost daily. Chicken Little took a special interest in helping me practice for choir:

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My work got real busy in September and stayed that way through November, so I didn’t keep as thorough of a calendar as I do some months. We were trying to hire another website designer, a process that can take an unexpected amount of time and energy (and that can require a lot of patience). I also had several client projects get busier and kind of complicated starting in September, and I had some special projects going on as well. Nate was extremely busy with school as usual, but even more so since he was traveling between Austin and Boston often. Maisy never fails to remind us to relax and take pleasure in simple things like jumping on the trampoline, with or without being fully-clothed.

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Maisy started climbing the stairs with somewhat alarming ease in September, so my mom fashioned a custom baby gate out of pvc pipe and we all figured homegirl would be walking any day. On Tuesday the 18th, one day after she turned 10 months, Maisy took her first series of steps and never looked back! Our girl is a mover and shaker, constantly on the go and keeping us on our toes.

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Wednesday the 19th was our nephew Andrew’s (Ender’s) birthday. We went to Weston’s baseball game before the b-day celebrations that entailed dinner and a cake shaped like a big hotdog – naturally!

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The weekend of the 22nd-23rd, we enjoyed both lovely weather and a visit from Laney, Cory, and Sheppy. Nate had picked up a little pool for Maisy one time he’d been at the grocery store for my mom, so we took advantage of the weather and some free time to set it up for Maisy and Carson. Maisy loved it.

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I got a haircut that morning before the pool fun, and I think it was probably the first time since 7th grade when every strand of hair coming out of my head was 100% a natural color. How about that.

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We flew to Utah on Wednesday the 26th and stayed until Monday, October 1st. Nate had an accounting conference at BYU from Thursday to Saturday and my parents were going up to visit Kenzie, so I followed. I’ll take any reasonable chance I can get to visit Salt Lake City, plus it was actually easier to get work done there where my mom and other peeps were. Nate let Maisy use his Bose headphones on the flight there to watch videos on his iPad:

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On Thursday the 27th, Maisy and I met my dear friend Kira for breakfast at Kneader’s. Maisy and Kira’s daughter, Eva, are the same age and as much as babies can, they seemed to hit it off. I hope they’ll have more opportunities to develop a friendship as they grow up.

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I then worked while Maisy toddled around charming her great-grandparents. She was as sweet to them as I’d hoped she would be. I think babies can sometimes sense when people are “your people” – people who you love and who are important to you.

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Gramma prefers to avoid being in pictures, but we got this four-generation shot at a family dinner that Thursday evening:

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On Friday the 28th, after Nate’s day of conferencing and I got some work done, we drove down to BYU for the football game against Hawaii. We dressed Maisy in Cougar garb and met up with Kenz for a fun night that we ended by getting frozen yogurt with Nate’s sister Brooke and her husband, Evan.

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On Saturday the 29th, Nate, Maisy, and I met our friend Devin for a late lunch before Nate had to work the evening and night away. While Nate had his nose to the grindstone, Maisy and I wandered the new City Creek Center with the parents and Kenz.

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It was a terrific extended weekend trip at a marvelous time of year in Utah. Before I started writing this post I thought there wouldn’t be that much to recount since work was so busy for both Nate and me last fall, but I’m thankful it’s as much of a priority for Nate as it is for me that we take opportunities to play as hard as we work. After all, it’s the memories made in between work hours and days that are the stuff life is really made of. That, and making messes:

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