Heavenly Father knew I would love being a mommy

Lifes small moment are the greatest moments. I hope in the next life we will have the opportunity to remember the moments that have created us happiness and joy. Travis didn't want to Peyten down the other night. We don't get to cuddle with this little guy, ever! He is so busy. at 8 months old this is what Peyten is doing 1- Scooting every where, he has got the funniest army crawl. I find him in the kids' rooms. The bathroom, he is always by the outlets. Time to get plug blocker thingys. He discovered just this morning that he can swing a door open and shut, he likes the sqweeky noise it makes. He is scoots himself right out the front door if it is open to see what the kids are doing out there. He get stuck under the chairs and behind the doors. Open and closes drawers, and the fireplace doors are a constant entertainment. He has discovered cars, he love tys matchbox cars even though doesn't know what to do with them, but he usually has one in his hand. He screams and screams. And at six 0'clock this morning was playing with his crib toys. He is a little piggy he can usually eat 4-5 bottles in a day and 2- number2 baby foods. Which are the larger bottles of food. That to me is a lot for a little guy. Peyten LOVES water, he hears a bath and he flaps his arms as fast as they can go and kicks as fast and hard as he can, (funny thing he isn't going anwhere for all that effort) and gets pretty mad if he isn't in the tub right when he wants to be. Give peyt water and he is a happy happy baby. He loves Aysia, and is still terrified of Tyler. Loves his grandmas, gives grandma toni kisses. He is just fun by nature. He feels fun, and comforting. He just has the brightest eyes that invite you into him. His daddy loves him and so does his mommy. He is so fun to have and I am so happy to have him in my life. There really is something amazing about putting a baby to sleep in your arms and feeling their warmth on your chest and knowing that you are giving to each other a sense of comfort, importance, love, bonding and belonging.

I love you Tay-da bugs!

mater bug

Poor Peyten. He is going to have that nickname for the rest of His life! All the neighbor kids even call him mater bug. Peyten is my only baby that I have ever dreamt (sp?) about. I knew he would have dark black hair. Only in my dream it was like he was a troll doll. I loved peyten a lONG time ago. I feel as if our bond goes way way back. He is such a neat, happy, good, determined little guy. Just the spirit our Father in Heaven needs on the earth now. He is so determined to get his hands on everything. He was standing first thing. He rarely just sits on your lap. When he finally gets to stand, you can see how pleased he is on his face. I love peyt, he is a fresh breath of air. I can't wait for him to wake up sometimes because he has got the biggest smile for me. He is what I would defines as JOY. Peyten was born June 15th, on Fathers day. I don't know how my heart can love these people all the same, but I do. I love being a mom, I love hearing their laughs, the things they say. Which I will get into later. For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. brookie