Attached Much?

Jensen has a couple of things he is attached to:

his favorite blue blanket {always wanted a blanket kid}, his bottle {i know, serious bad mama, I've tried but somehow milk becomes disgusting when you put it in a sippy},

and well . . .me! But I guess that isn't enough for the little guy because he has found something new. . .

It's a hot wheels truck that has a toy hauler attached. He got it for Christmas and has played with it occasionally but the other day it wasn't leaving his hand. He has others, but his first choice is the definitely the white toy truck.

It went on our morning walk with us as he watched the real cars pass by. This is his favorite part of the walk.

He wanted to take it into the tub but his tough Mama refused. After a quick wash he wanted to get out instead of playing like he usually does. It was the first thing that he grabbed when he got out. It was also in his hand during his lunch of rice and apple sauce.

He wanted it in his crib at naptime but again I was a tough Mama and took it from him. He cried.

I gave it back to him. {See why he still has a bottle?}

Later that night he took it to dinner and to his cousin Dantley's basketball game.
He held it the whole game.


Yesterday, he took it to church. He dropped it twice out of the reach of me. I thought we were going to have a loud cry right in the middle of sacrament meeting. Luckily two different gentlemen saved the day and picked it up for him. I thought one sweet grandpa was going to fall off the pew trying to reach for it.

Jensen took it into nursery with him and held it the whole time I was there {an hour}. I had to leave him to go teach. At the end of the block a nursery leader brought him to me and said that he had cried himself to sleep {again}. When we got home I realized he didn't have his favorite truck. They must have thought it belonged with all the other cars in there. I wonder how they pried it from his hands because I don't have much luck with that.

He hasn't asked for it since he can only say "Dada" and "D". I wonder if it will be the first thing he grabs next week? Maybe he will be excited to stay in there and reunite with his toy truck. In the meantime he has found a replacement.

Lucy Showing Off

I have been meaning to post this for a while. Most people that hold Lucy tell me she has really strong legs so it isn't a wonder that she started doing 'the trick' at three months. This is a Walker tradition that started with their Grandpa Jensen.

Family Photos as Promised

When we were up in Utah we got family pictures taken. I wasn't too excited about it since I still have lots of pregnancy weight and not just from Lucy either. But it had been awhile since the Knudsens all got together for a picture, so I played along. Also, I think I would of got black listed from my mother if we didn't cooperate.

When my mom went to schedule an appointment I told her to get a early one so Jensen would be at his best. He still hasn't got his eighteenth month old picture where he is supposed to dress up in a suit and look like a missionary. My mom does this with all her grandkids at eighteen months. He is now 21 months old. I don't now when I will have the energy to try that again. He might be five.

Anyway he did play along for a little while. . .

9:20a.m.

9:28a.m.

(Can you believe they got this shot?!

What you can't see is my hand pushing/holding Jensen towards Lucy)

9:32 a.m.

(She loves the camera! I hope it stays that way.)

9:34a.m.

(Not bad so far . . . huh. . . just wait!)

9:45 a.m.

9:50a.m.

10:10 a.m.

This actually was the best one. In the others Jensen's face was as red as Lucy's dress! They made Quincy and I leave the room since he wouldn't let go of us to get this shot. I was glad since I was sweating buckets by this time. We did bring his suit from Las Vegas to see if he would pose for his missionary shot. We weren't even going to go there after this one.

What a stinker!