Our LITTLE Man Riley

So as many of you know at Riley's last Dr. appointment he didn't meet their expectations for his weight so we had to make a follow up appointment at 8 months. Well, I took him in today! I was sure things were going to be better since he has been eating more solids. Well, too bad for me. It's not better! I STILL STARVE MY CHILD! Ok, so I really don't...but at his last apt he weighed 15 lbs 2 oz and today, 2 months later, he weighed 16 lbs 5 oz...a total weight gain of only 1 lb 3 oz! WHAT THE HECK???? He did also grow an inch and is now 27 inches...but he is still not on the charts for his weight. We now get to go back at 10 months to check him again...the Dr. said that if at this point he still isn't gaining a whole lot and is leveling off then we will need to address the situation in a different manner (what does that mean...arrest me!?) Oh well....I really like my Dr. and I really do feed my child! He is so stinkin' cute and has been an amazing baby for Jeff and I. We honestly couldn't have been any more blessed.

This is a picture of Riley getting into trouble! I put him in his crib the other day so I could hop in the shower...when I came out I went into his room and found him like this...to the untrained eye it looks like nothing...but you are wrong. He broke his mobile IN HALF! That little stinker...those things cost like $50 and I wasn't planning on buying a new one for each child!

Bang Bang and Money

So my friend Liz called me up today to see if I wanted to go to a late night movie at the Kaysville dollar theater. Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 was showing and we totally wanted to see it! So the movie started at 9:20 and we got there in plenty of time. At first we were the only people in the theater but then a few other girls came in...well at the last second this older man came in and sat down near us. Well there we are enjoying are movie and this guy whips out a briefcase...Liz and I look at each other like what the heck is going on. So we get scared...I mean that is a normal reaction for 2 girls in a dark theater, watching a chick flick when some random dude whips out a brief case. So now we are thinking we are going to get shot. So we move to the back by the door. Well he starts shuffling around again so we BOLT...I mean run out of there as fast as possible. We feel like idiots because we are acting like we are 12, so to cover up we go to the consession stand and ask the old man working when the show is over...we still have an hour. So we go back in and sit by the door again...so a few minutes later the guy is at it again and we are sure NOW must be the time we are going to get shot...so AGAIN we run out of the theater...meanwhile, I am sure the other 4 girls in there are whispering obsenities about how annoying we are (and rightfully so). Anyway, I go running out and turn around and Liz isn't there...I figure she must be shot but I'm not going back in because I have a husband and a baby. Then all of a sudden she is busting through the door, so I start running again. I look down at the floor and I can't believe my eyes. There is a PILE of $20's just laying there. I pick it up and count it...there is $140.00! I look at Liz and exclaim "It's the money you lost last week!!!!!!!" See Liz lost $160 last Friday and she looked everywhere...we were POSITIVE it was gone...but low and behold here is her money! We ask the consession stand man again if anyone has come out of their movie since our last incident and he confidently tells us no...so it really IS her money! So instead of feelings like bigger idiots and still being scared of being shot we left the theater...an hour early...and came home to our warm beds without the threat of being shot...we'll just have the rent the movie instead!

A Little Piece of My Mind...

This might offend some, so read at your own risk, I'm here to share a little bit of frustration. WHY do people go on missions if they are just going to go home an become inactive? WHY did you preach to me about how important it is to get married in the temple if you are going to turn around and NOT get married in the temple but somewhere else with someone who dresses totally immodestly, NOT be active, NOT wear your garmets, etc etc. I'm not going to say your mission was a waste of time because without missionaries I wouldn't be where I am today, but I can tell you I am frustrated with EVERYONE becoming inactive, EVERYONE getting temple divorces, EVERYONE not even getting married in the temple...DON'T go preach if you don't believe in it because I am sick of turning around and having the people who made such a big difference in my life not even being REMOTELY active. So excuse me if I BELIEVE in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and am a little bit hurt.