The Flutter Frock

...and no, this isn't a give away. I had to post some pictures of this cute cute dress I wore to church today and got no less than 3 compliments.


(Note: No one complimented me when I wore my rock candy dress to church. *sigh* c'est la vie.) First off I cannot take credit for this dress, because I didn't make it, my sister-in-law Becky did, but I did put the cute butterflies on it. It was an attempt to make it look like this blue skirt


from Boden (gosh oh gee I love their clothes!!!). She made it just a little too big. Ok...that's an understatement. When she made this I think she was a size 4, I am between a 12 and a 14 now and it fits me perfectly. I've had that problem myself, but you can't help it when you measure your body correctly and the measurements of the pattern envelope are so ridiculously off. I remember when I was thinner I measured myself to make this dress and it said I was a size 18. I was mortified. Especially since I wore a size 8 at the time. But I decided to do it like it said because the last thing I sewed was a skirt, and I didn't believe I was the size they said so I did it smaller. Needless to say I couldn't wear it until I had lost some weight. Anyways, back to the dress; I brought it to my ward sewing group, and was about to start sewing it together when the lady said I really should try it on first. Surprise, it was huge, she helped me get it down to wear it should be which was between 6 and 8. BTW, if anyone is wondering yes I cute my hair, and no I don't like it. In fact, I have to keep it in a ponytail because it looks like I have a female mullet. Yuck!

Taylors Breed Big

This is very true. All of Stephen's siblings are fairly tall, some more than others, and his dad is tall, too. I am not tall. Luckily, James got more Taylor genes when it comes to height. When I was pregnant with James I signed up to get one of those Gerber Baby Newsletters, the kind that tell you where your baby should be at each month, except mine come two months in advanced. For example, I got "Your Baby at 11 months" when James was 9 months. It gave where your baby should be at, including height and weight, etc. At 11 months 30 and 1/4 inches is considered to be in the 90% percentile for height. So, I was staring at James thinking, "Wow, my baby's pretty tall, I wonder where he's at now." So, I measured him, at 9 months, and he was 31 inches. I thought that maybe I hadn't marked it correctly, but yesterday James had his doctors appointment and he was 31 and 1/4 inches tall (which is actually like the 100% in height for a 11 or 12 month old), 21 lbs. (60% percentile for weight), and for his head circumference he's in the 95% percentile. Yep, tall...big head, he's definitely a Taylor. If he'd taken after me he'd be in the 50-60% for height, and 70-90% for weight.

James was developing a mild diaper rash yesterday, so I'd had some diaper rash ointment I'd left on the coffee table, look who found it.




Not too happy that we confiscated it.

Happy Mother's Day

Mother - that was the bank where we deposited all our hurts and worries. ~T. DeWitt Talmage

First, I would like to say Happy Birthday to Grandma Linda Taylor today. Second, Happy Mother's Day to all you mothers out there. And thanks to this little guy, for giving me a reason to be grateful I'm a mommy.


James reminds me of Schroeder from Peanuts in this pictures, he loves his little piano.
I made myself a Mother's Day Dress...TADA! I call it "The Rock Candy Dress."





I wish I had some actual rock candy so I could take a picture like this

But holding these, instead of cherry pop.

Ahhh...Happy Mother's Day to me. :D

CHP Update, and more...

Last Weekend Stephen went to California, again, for his CHP testing. We thought that this would be the last visit, but there's still two more tests that hopefully can both be done in the next visit, sometime I think at the end of this month or the beginning of June. The sooner the better. I just want it all to be done. It was so stressful taking care of this little guy without Stephen. He's so needy lately, I think because he's teething, so he want to be held all the time. Agh! It was nice having a car though, I feel so trapped sometimes without a car, especially during the winter time. Anyway...even if the CHP doesn't pan out, Stephen has been moved to the Sales department at his current job. Hurray! they gave him a slight pay increase, and said that if he can keep up the ggod work they'd like to give him a salary pay, instead of hourly. So, at least we have something on the back burner in case it doesn't work out. While he was gone last week James and I stayed with Valerie and Leighton out in Spanish Fork. Ironically enough Chris went out of town the exact same time as Stephen to apply for a job in Alabama. He was offered the job on the spot. Lucky Dawg!!! So they'll be moving in a few weeks. Sad Face. :( Here are some pictures of James' first official sleepover.



Can you tell they just woke up?
Here are some more of James after finishing one of those biter biscuits.


He's a mess. Guess what? His two top teeth are just starting to break through. Pictures Pending.