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I know I shouldn't have a "favorite" niece, but I have to admit that I do. I think my niece Mallory is the funnest little girl ever! Before I had my baby I was a bit worried that I wouldn't like my baby as much as I like Mally. The good news is that I do love my baby just as much (let's be honest, I love her more!), but I still get a kick out of the things Mallory says and does. Mall is the sassiest girl I know, and it makes me laugh so hard. For instance...the other day I went over to her house to help decorate her bedroom. She was suppose to be cleaning it up when I got there, but wasn't doing a thing. Finally my sister had enough of her dallying so she was a bit sharp with her and told her to hurry up or she was going to get a punishment. So Mallory gets all huffy and turns to her Mom with tears in her eyes and angrily states "Stop saying that! You are going to hurt my feelings!"

I also enjoy all of my sisters. I think my sister Kenzie is pretty funny (she doesn't try to be funny, she just is). She is next to me with the short hair, pink shirt. A few years ago she had a big poster hanging on her wall. It was a giant kitten stepping over the New York skyline (Godzilla style). The caption said "Bright Lights, Big Kitty". I would always mock the poster by telling Kenz how much I liked it and how great it was. One day I came home from work and found the poster rolled up and tossed onto my bed. I went in and asked Kenzie why it was in my room. Her reason? "Well, I think I'm too old for that poster now..but I knew how much you liked it!" I laughed so hard, and then hung it on my wall in honor of her. Just to specify, Kenzie is not my favorite sister, I don't have a favorite. I love them all equally...most of the time.

This is going to be a great week! Tom gets to town later this week, and I can hardly wait. It's been too long since I have seen him, and although talking on the phone is great it's not nearly as fun as being together in person.

I know he is excited to see Haylie. She has changed so much in the last month or so since we have been away from him. She is rolling everywhere. She got caught under one of my parents couches the other day and was upset because she could roll back out. It was so funny, for me, not for her, she was crying.

Sometimes I feel like a really mean person. Case in point. Last week in my parents ward I ran into a guy from my mission. We started talking and he gave me the best mission gossip I've heard in a long time. So what did I do? I didn't even consider keeping it to myself, I called one of my best friends (ex-comp) and told her all about it. The entire time I kept picturing the, New Era, "Mormonad". You know the one with the two pairs of hands, one pair is filled with black oil and it's being spread to the other pair of clean hands! That's me, the one with the real greasy, black hands, it's all over me, my clothes, my carpet, and yet I can't keep from spreading it! Just as a small disclaimer, I don't Always gossip, I can keep a secret if I am instructed to! I promise.

Summertime!

The reason for this blog is two-fold...1. To brag about Haylie's two teeth. That's right, two! She actually cut the first one when she was 3 1/2 months! (if you enlarge the picture in her carrier you get a clear shot of her two little teeth) 2. To show off her cute bathing suit that she will only get to wear a couple of times before she grows out of it!

My sister and I decided to take the kids swimming today. It was lots of fun. Before we left for the pool I was excited to get a tan. Apparantly I forgot that I'm a Mom now and that doesn't leave time for me to lay out on a beach chair and soak up the sun! We had to stay in the shade the whole time. As you can see the babies skin is extremly fair, and Tom made me promise that she would not be in the sun for longer than 10 min. at a time. So, no tanning for H either! She was sad, she thinks she looks so much slimmer with a tan!