When its time to put Hazen down for a nap Max likes to hop in the crib then hop out. Sweet baby Hazen has not figured out that trick so one day Max was trying to show him how to do it. Hazen is the clear winner on height and obedience, but Max beats him hands down for scrappiness and coordination. So they just looked at each other separated by a thin layer of crib mesh. Hazen giggled, they bonked heads and kissed through the mesh and it was nap time.
(In order to fully appreciate this post, you MUST put on the background music. Just click the play from youtube. This has potential to be a longagong post so you might as well enjoy some tunes. I did most of my training with these gentleman blasting in my ear. Vampire Weekend, I love you.) Here's the story with the gory details. Why do you tri? On October 18, 2004 I delivered a 16 week old boy in the same room of the American Fork hospital that I lost one six months earlier. (I get pregnant really easily.) The previous week I had seen the doctor and everything was looking good and right on track so yay for me. While the first one was devastating (a whole other post for a whole other day), it was number 2 that changed me. I was so angry at my body for betraying me and not letting me do what I wanted it to do. I figured I was doing all the "right things" with the taking care of myself so therefore, I would be able to carry the babies to term and everyone would live happily ...
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