The Bairds

I am in a little bit of a contemplative mood, but don't expect me to discuss anything deep. I'm not into exploring the concept of the fourth dimension. Mostly, I'm just thinking about blogs spots because I just visited a whole bunch of my friends and family's ones. I feel bad that I don't post much on this site often. I am rarely on the internet these days. It might have something to do with the fact that I have wild crazy boys who run me ragged all over the place. I don't get to sit down very often. Chase has more energy than any other child I know. Sometimes people comment on how bouncy he is and that I must never get to sit down. It is true. I try not to think about it too much...because I can easily envision the kindergarten teacher inviting me to discuss ADHD possibilities. I'm not avoiding the potential issue. I'm actually preparing for it.

Chase is a good kid. He just likes to run. A lot. I don't think he has too much trouble focusing. He just likes to do things his way. Most kids are stubborn and I think he is very very stubborn. Mostly I'm in a (Chase mood) because I just put him to bed. Bedtime can be challenging with him sometimes. I come away from it weary...but if I reflect on the day...I had a lot of fun moments with him. Ones that outweigh the hard ones.

Being a parent is hard, but it is definitely worth it. I can think of many times today that Jonny and I looked across the table at each other during all three family meals and just laughed or smiled. There were a lot of "those looks" that come when two parents are pleased as can be with their little family and absolutely adore their little ones. One of these looks was because we had just come back from walking around the temple grounds. We had a nice time and the kids enjoyed it. We took a lot of pictures. Chase took his toy camera and took pictures too. He doesn't like to have people say cheese. For some reason, his preferences are "say yuck. smile and say duh. smile and say fast." He's weird. But anyway, we were laughing at the table because Logan was taking his piece of pizza and holding it over his eye, saying "cheese" over and over again. It's only funny if you are the parent of the child. As the parent of this child...it was adorable. Mostly because pizza sauce was smeared all over his face.

I enjoy Logan a lot. He's a total goofball. He's kind of dork too, but mostly a goofball. He has goofy wild wavy hair, big goofy teeth and a goofy smile. He's fun and he loves to run around and giggle. I enjoy him. He runs around just as much as Chase. Can you believe that I have two overly energetic boys? I sure would like a slow one next time. (I know I should be careful what I ask for.)

After we had Chase, we realized that there must be significance in naming a child. We literally CHASEd that little boy all over the place. It was much easier to stay home than to go out. So when we had our next boy, we decided to choose a nice, slow name in hopes that our next child would takes things at a slower pace. Logan is nice and slow. Looooowgaaaaaan.

But I hereby declare that there is no significance in the correlation of the name of your child vs the speed that they will take with their little legs. Logan and Chase are both fast moving little critters. So that is my deep thought for the night. Pretty deep, huh?

My two favorite things in the world are "those satisfied looks" that you and the hubby give when the children are being adorable. The next best thing is when the children are sleeping (of course) and me and the hubby are both in silly moods. This usually entails a late night hilarious sitcom which spins our moods into goofy, silly relentless teasing with lots of tickling.