The Morris Family

Holland's sweet personality is bursting! Every day we see more and more of her likes and dislikes, what she wants and what she needs.

• She pushes away anything that she doesn't want (this especially applies to food), making it incredibly clear when she isn't interested.
• We call her Holland (Reed pronounces it Howand), Lady Lover, Lover (Reed calls her Luv-o and it's adorable), Sis, Little Lady, Sweet Girl - basically anything sweet and kind and wonderful.  :)  She still gets called Hanuh or Hahn but mostly by other family members (not typically the three of us).
• Holland has eight teeth.  
• She still has bright blue, vibrant eyes.  They are gorgeous and many people comment on how beautiful they are.  
• Holland has darling blonde hair.  During quarantine it started becoming a mullet but it was a really darling mullet - it curls on its own and she would wake up with such wild hair.  Her hair is long enough that when we comb it forward it gets into her eyes.  We've started putting a little ponytail on top of her head (or pigtails when we're feeling ambitious) and she really does a good job of sitting on the counter while we do it!  After the elastic comes out her hair stays in the same shape it was in, prompting Reed to say "Hi, cockatube."  ("Hi, cockatoo!")  :)  It is darling.  We trimmed the back of her hair to even it out and I think we're all missing those extra crazy curls.  Grow, hair, grow!
• Holland is at that age when I'm continually surprised how much she understands. I can ask her to let go of something or come to me or spit something out or bring me something and she does!  
• This little lady is one smart girl.  It's such a treat to watch her mind work.  She can point to her nose and ears and show her teeth.  She can make noises for elephants and tigers.  She spots ducks before we do (and makes sure we see them too).  The other day she pointed to three balloons and clearly said "boo."  She points to her ear when she hears an airplane or helicopter flying by.  She shows us in a million little ways that her brain is definitely working - she's a smart girl!
• Holland loves shoes (and says "Hi, shoes" frequently to show it).  She tries to put them on her own feet and will hand them to us to ask for us to put them on her.  She has a funny "trick" she does in her high chair, popping her right foot up to the edge of her try, pulling the strap off her shoe, and kicking it off her foot, virtually every day.  Ha!  She also pulls off her shoes and socks when she's in her car seat, nearly always getting out of the car barefoot: we hear her grunting and working while we drive, screaming in frustration when there are hold ups, and contentedly riding when she's accomplished her goal.
• Holland has a unique cry to say that she's stuck.  Apparently she gets stuck often enough that I know this.  :)  Whether she's stuck a finger in a heating vent or closed her fingers in a drawer or stuck her arm between the slats in a chair, she has a distinct way of telling us she needs help.
• Holland is at the stage when she is confident standing IF she's holding on to something. She must have rock solid quads from all the squats she does every day - as soon as she reaches the end of the couch and wants to go elsewhere, she'll squat slowly down until she's sitting and then take off crawling.  She's confident enough standing that a wall is sufficient support, so she stands anywhere but the open floor.  Occasionally she'll walk holding just one hand, but she's most comfortable if we hold both her hands.  It will be interesting to see when she takes her first steps, because right now if we try to have her let go for even a second she immediately sits down.  :)  She has started climbing on some things (like the top of the toy bin) and is really competent at getting around.
• Holland is a busy girl.  When I'm doing my makeup she'll come into the bathroom and, starting with the bottom drawer, pull it open, explore it, pull things out, then move up to the next one.  In a matter of minutes she'll have every drawer open, her little eyes peeking over the top one, looking for more to explore.  When she's left to her own devices there is a visible trail behind her of everything she pulls out in her curiosity - books off shelves, shoes out of drawers, diapers from their basket, blankets from their bin.  We leave bathroom and closet doors closed during the hours Holland is awake.  :)  She prefers to be on the ground, moving, any time she can.
• Holland loves music and starts wiggling her little body anytime she hears some.  She bobs her head and rocks her upper body almost as soon as it starts playing.  When she's fussy in the car turning on music will almost always calm her down (at least temporarily).  Her definition of music cracks us up, though: she'll start dancing if Reed turns the siren on his fire truck.  Haha.
• Holland is still an excellent eater and I think she'd eat everything if she had the teeth to do it!  In the past couple weeks she's become somewhat meat averse, but typically loves chicken, steak, and especially shrimp.  She eats scrambled eggs for breakfast almost every morning.  She really loves noodles.  I'm racking my brain trying to think of her favorite foods (as Reed clearly has food preferences) and I'm realizing she really is happy with almost everything we feed her.  Her clear, strong love is fruit.  All fruit.  Any fruit.  We often wait to pull out the fruit until she's eaten other things first because once she knows there is fruit, nothing else goes into her mouth!  Smoothies, fruit salad, a handful of berries: she loves it all.  She cannot get enough of berries (especially blackberries and raspberries), watermelon, or clementine oranges.  
• Holland also really loves ice cream.  She knows what the container looks like and when it comes out she knows what is coming!  She eats it as fast as she can and we have to have a diversion as soon as she takes her last bite or she wails.
• Holland's vocabulary seems to be quickly growing.  It is so cute to hear her speak.  :)  Her first word was "Hi, Dad," which is still a common phrase.  She's learned to wave her hand by just bending her wrist until her hand is at a 90 degree angle from her arm - she waves and says "Hi" to anybody she sees.  She is lightning quick to say "Hi, duck.  Hi, duck.  Hi, duck." anytime she sees them (daily on our walks at the local lake).  Other words include "shoes" and "Papa," which she says almost silently by just doing "pa pa pa pa" noises.  Over the past week she's taken to very clearly announcing "buh bye" and I've spent a lot of time trying to get it on video.  :)  While making noises on our drive a couple days ago she figured out how to say "Hello" and is now calling that out frequently.  We're still waiting for an intentional "Mom" (she has muttered "mamamama" in the past, but not referring to me) and Reed frequently begs her "Howand, say 'Reed'!"  (I think she did yesterday, as just a "Ra" twice).
• Holland is becoming more interested in books and reading.  Before bedtime or nap time she's especially inclined to just sit in our laps and listen (typically when we read with Holland she's crawling all over the place - we read anyway).  Her two favorite books are "Dinosnores" and "Moo, Baa, La La La," both by Sandra Boynton.  She interacts with both texts, which delights us every time.  When we read Dinosnores she chomps her teeth when the dinosaurs clean theirs, she reaches her arms high to the sky when the dinosaurs stretch, and on the page that says "Honk shoooo" she very clearly says the same, again and again.  When we read Moo, Baa, La La La she waits for the page that says "Three singing pigs say" and she chimes right in with "la la la."  
• Probably because we've been driving FAR less during this covid-19 quarantine, Holland has become pretty unaccustomed to her car seat.  She hates it.  When we drive more than 10-15 minutes she screams until she gets out.  We are heading to Lake Powell in a few weeks and when TJ asked me what our game plan is I told him ear plugs.  There just isn't a whole lot that will make her happy when she's stuck in her car seat!  The exception is Face Time.  Holland ADORES our phones and will happily hold the phone to Face Time someone while we're driving.  Several people have told me that she's quite good at holding it, too.  Haha.  
• In spite of his occasionally rough interactions with her, Holland sure loves Reed.  Just this morning they were crawling around together, being tiger cubs, roaring as they went.  She happily followed in his wake.  She wants to do what he's doing, play what he's playing, be where he is (sometimes to his consternation).  Just now I told Reed I'm writing things down that I love about Holland and asked him what he loves about her: "I love to kiss her."  When he's outside and she's in with me she crawls to the window where she stands, staring and screaming at him, or hitting the window.  She just really loves him.
• Holland is a pretty incredible sleeper - the past few nights around here have been rough with her being awake 1-3 hours each night, reminding us how good we typically have it!  She takes one nap each day, usually from about 11-1, and then sleeps at night from about 6 PM - 7 AM.  It's a dream! A really wonderful, delightful dream!  We wrap her legs in her swaddle blanket, positioning it in such a way that her tag ends up in her hands, then put her Saranoni blanket on top, tag grasped tightly in her hand, and she goes to sleep.  She moves a lot while she sleeps, roaming from one side of her crib to the other, blankets moved all over, typically waking with cold hands and feet because she hasn't been covered by anything.
• She's an incredibly light sleeper.  I mourn it daily, and not just because she wakes easily when she ought to be sleeping.  What I really mourn is not being able to rock my sleeping baby during the night!  She's such a light sleeper that - with her noise machine on - the odds are probably 50/50 that she'll wake when we twist the doorknob to open her door (and it's not squeaky).  Sometimes I want to hold her so badly that I'll do it anyway and if she sleeps through the door I can typically get away with picking her up and rocking her for a few minutes, but I don't think she ever makes it past 3-5 minutes before she's totally awake, looking around, wondering what's happening.  Then I whisk her back to her bed and cross my fingers that she'll go back to sleep.  
• Holland is playful.  When I try to put her diaper on she'll squirm again and again, making it impossible until I either pin her down or she takes a break.  TJ said that every time he goes to put her socks on she pulls her feet away, repeatedly teasing him.  
• She blows some pretty adorable kisses.
• At this age Reed LOVED his binky.  Holland isn't like that.  She sleeps with it, but doesn't go to it for comfort and doesn't keep it outside of night/naps.  

Reed is growing and learning and changing so quickly.  I want so desperately to remember how he is right now.  Here are a few notes about Reed at 3 years old:

• Anyone who knows Reed knows he loves vehicles.  Really, really loves vehicles.  He doesn't really care about cars or daily transportation vehicles, but he loves all vehicles with jobs: grab excavators are probably his favorite, but he is an avid fan of everything from concrete piping trucks and bulldozers to tractors and fire trucks.  His eyes and mind race while we're on the road, calling out "Man lift!" and "Helicopter!" and "Look, Howand, a semi" one after the other.  He loves vehicles.
• Reed adores his legos (Duplos).  There have literally been maybe two days in the past 3 months (6 months?) that he hasn't played with them.  It's the first toy he asks for in the morning, he plays with them every single day during quiet time, and if we have downtime with TJ in the afternoon they do legos together.  We've bought him several construction sets and he makes endless vehicle creations, hooking them together, putting them in rows, having them work together, building things.  The other day he put one of his trucks on a stack of Legos and told me "Look, Mom - outriggers!"  He calls the little people either his "workers" or his "guys" and the first two were Mac and Joe (named by Nana).  He has since named another two Jeff and TJ.  :)  We bought him a train Lego set for Christmas that he rarely uses - typically just his construction trucks and then his blocks for other creative play (like he just brought me a tall tower and said "Look, Mom, I made a walking stick" and the other day he made a violin.)
• Every day Reed asks to "scoop and dump" - go play in the dirt in the backyard.  He is most delighted when people will go out and dig with him, but most often he spends time out there by himself, surrounded by shovels, digging in the dirt we've always intended to make a garden.  He fills his bucket and dumps it back out, moves dirt from one spot to another, rakes and digs again.
• When he pushes down with his foot on his big shovel he calls it "pedaling."
• He loves dirt so much he has dug up and/or dumped out two of my containers of seeds/food (I put the seeds in containers so he could keep his dirt to himself!)  When I asked him why he dug up my seeds he replied, "I wanted dirt."  
• Reed is still very analytical and thinks a lot about the things he observes or hears.  He is full of questions and surprises me by randomly asking questions about things that happened months ago (remembering enough accurately to ask valid questions).    
• His hair is incredibly coarse.  I don't think I know anyone else with hair the same texture as his.  When we do it I always ask him, "Do you want it spiky or combed?" and he always chooses combed, so we do it combed to the side with the Got2b glued stuff, which works pretty well.
• For the past 2-3 months he has told us every day, "I'm a tiger."  We have no idea where this came from.  He roars randomly throughout the day.  Sometimes when we ask him to wash his hands he'll tell us they're paws.  He'll holler, "We are all tigers!" when we're eating.  When he's especially tired if I say something like, "Hey, pal!" or "See you later, alligator!" he'll start crying and say, "I'm a TIGER."
• Thanks to Poppy, Reed is really getting into birdwatching.  Poppy gifted him a (really nice) pair of binoculars a few months ago.  We're not confident he actually sees anything yet, but he does know now which way they go and he can consistently hold them up to his eyes (yesterday, while riding in the stroller, he was holding his binoculars and kept telling me, "I'm watching for hawks, Mom.")  He easily recognizes and can name ducks and geese, but also pigeons, mourning doves, yellow headed blackbirds, quail, and coots.  He also knows the names of many more (grackles, red winged blackbirds, etc.) but can't accurately name them by sight.  
• As Reed learns more about birds, he becomes less patient with Holland's inability to differentiate them.  :)  Holland loves ducks and calls out "Hi duck, hi duck, hi duck" whenever she sees one.  But she also calls "Hi duck" when she sees any other bird.  When Reed hears her he'll yell at her, "Hahn!  That's a QUAIL!  Say 'quail!'" or "Howand, that's a yellow headed black bird.  Say 'yellow headed black bird!'"  He just can't understand why she keeps saying duck.
• Reed adores books and reading.  He'll listen to books as long as anyone will read to him and asks us to read with him several times every day.  We read pretty widely and he likes everything from poetry to nonfiction to board books to picture books.  A few favorites right now are The Digger and the Flower, Zen Shorts, Chester's Way, a nonfiction book all about tractors and what they do, Brambly Hedge, and Jamberry.  He has many books that he can nearly recite and more that he can finish the second half of every phrase.
• In addition to being read to, Reed both reads to himself (by sitting with a stack of books and flipping through, looking at the pictures, and asking us questions if we're near) and loves listening to audiobooks.  We put a CD player in his room and checked out a number of books on CD from the library and he listens to at least one every day (during quiet time).  His favorite is Zen Shorts this week.
• Reed's job at dinner is to set the silverware (typically just forks) on the table.  He sets them near each person's seat, facing all different directions, and it makes me smile every time I look over.  It's especially darling when he's done more than forks (added spoons and/or knives) and there is cutlery all over the place.
• He is really good at saying thank you - to most everyone, for most anything.
• He says a few "grown up" phrases that crack me up.  When I ask him how he's doing he nearly always responds, "I'm doing fine, how 'bout you?"  He says "absolutely" and "seriously" all the time.  Today while we were driving he said, "That makes sense." but couldn't tell me why he was saying it.  :)  (Maybe just heard it and was trying it out?)  
• Reed is not at all into crafts or artwork.  For his birthday I got him sticker books, twistable crayons, paints and paintbrushes - all of which he looked at, set on the ground, and never picked up again.  :)  Every couple months he'll put stickers on a paper for about 5 minutes and then go back to his normal life.  
• I thought Reed would be more into puzzles, given how much he LOVES the bus puzzle Nana gave him.  He will do that one by himself easily, but that hasn't translated to enjoyment to all puzzles.  
• Reed's favorite show is Random Acts on BYUTV.  It's really the only show he watches, and he always prefers the exact same episodes: ones that include construction (where they put together a backyard or pour a driveway).  The show is set up to surprise people by doing kind things for them and he knows the hosts by name.  We've heard him many times quietly singing the theme song to himself or repeating their closing line, "A ha ha ha - you're welcome!" when he's doing something else.  It's pretty funny.  Poor boy has...never seen a cartoon.
• He's excellent on his "lean" bike - his strider bike that he got several months ago.  We walk at Daybreak Lake every morning and he rides his bike.  He's never taken a really nasty fall, which I'm grateful for, and he doesn't complain about wearing his helmet (orange - he chose the color himself).  For his birthday all he wanted was a "pedal bike," and when he started telling strangers he was getting one we caved and bought it for him (we intended to wait until his 4th birthday, given he's had his balance bike just a few months).  He tried it for about ten minutes, got frustrated, and gave up.  Ha!  He's tried maybe twice since but just can't figure out pedaling (it's probably very difficult to visualize since he really doesn't see anybody riding bikes except those he passes while we're out walking).
• In spite of being such a picky eater when he was 1, Reed is now an excellent eater!  It is really thrilling.  :)  It feels luxurious to be able to make whatever I want for dinner and have all of us eat it.  Yahoo!  Reed won't eat eggs, but he is game for pretty much anything and everything else.  He happily eats vegetables and fruits, meats, grains, etc.  It's so nice.  He especially loves shrimp, steak, watermelon, M&Ms, roasted carrots, cinnamon rolls, cucumbers, chips or crackers and red pepper hummus, ice cream, toast with butter and jam, waffles, clementine oranges, fruit snacks, and chocolate milk.  
• Reed has a soft heart.  He notices and sympathizes when people are sad or upset.  If I'm crying he'll come give me a hug and ask if I'm okay.  ("You okay, Mom?")  If Holland is upset he'll put his arms around her a squeeze (which...might often worsen the problem, but it comes from a loving place).  If he sees someone else crying he'll ask me what's wrong or what's happened.
• This boy is tall!  He is wearing 4T this summer and he's knocking on 40", which puts him in the 96th percentile for height (and up from 35% to 65% for weight - go, Reed!)  I don't really notice his height right now because we're not interacting with others his age (covid) but it seems he is definitely tall.
• Reed wears Crocs every day.  He has an "outside" pair and an "inside" pair so that he can wear shoes all day, every day.  He refuses to wear them without socks and hates being barefoot anytime, anywhere.  
• Reed's the first one awake virtually every morning, between 6 and 6:30 AM.  He does go to sleep about 6 PM, so we're incredibly pleased he's putting in so many house sleeping.  He will go weeks when he sleeps through the night every night and then weeks when he's up every night during the night.  When he wakes up he always walks into our room (the sound of opening his door usually wakes me) and comes right to my side.  He sleeps with his cherished, beloved, battered "white blankets," which are his ultimate comfort item.  After three years they have holes in them and the tags are connected by just a thread, but he clings to them and loves them all the same, sleeping with his tags grasped tightly in his fingers.
• Reed is really smart.  I can have full conversations with him about we discuss a number of topics.  Poppy was just telling me how inquisitive and curious he is: intelligent beyond his years with an incredible memory.  And he's right!  
• We have - for some time now - been trying to teach Reed how to get undressed himself.  It is so funny to me that he just can't seem to figure it out.  :)  He pulls down his shorts or pants by grabbing the fabric on his thighs and tugging straight down - both legs at the same time.  He then gets upset (every single time) that he can't get his feet out of his pants by himself.  :)  He has learned to pull his arm into his sleeve, but inevitably sticks it out the neck instead of pulling it down to the bottom of his shirt.  :)  And socks?  They're just infuriating.  Ha!  And to think we haven't even started how to put clothes on...
• Instead of "Where are you" I hear "Whey ah you" several times a day.  It's adorable.  
• He's in the middle of trying to figure out "anything" and "nothing" and it's cute to hear them get hashed out.  "What did he say, Reed?"  "Not anything."  "Do you need something?"  "Anything."  
• Instead of saying "won't" he says "weeon't."
• He is excellent at recognizing a couple letters: H (he always says "H for Howand!"), R ("R for Reed!"), and D ("D for Dad!")  He finds these letters in the most abstract places, which blows me away.  First of all, he recognizes them no matter their orientation - backwards, upside down, it's all the same to him.  Then he sees them in things that I'd never notice: this morning he spotted a blue box on our neighbor's porch with white tape sealing the bottom and top.  The pieces of tape were across the middle of the box and they came halfway up and down the sides of the box, which made Reed yell out "H for Howand!"  
• He's wearing 4T pants and shirts, 5T pajamas, and I just ordered him size 11 and 12 shoes.

I like the idea of journaling each week but haven't yet figured out a format I love.  Forgive me as my thoughts are all over the place.

A few highlights from the week:

Boy oh boy - Holland is 11 months old today.  Reed and I have been singing happy birthday to her and I've been feeling a bit emotional? reflective? wistful? thinking about this sweet little girl and how dearly I love her.  When she woke up from her morning nap I took a few hundred pictures of her with Reed as my assistant.  She is just such a sweet girl.

• Holland first crawled at almost exactly ten months (just like Reed).  She's logged a lot of practice over the month and is officially on the move!  She fell down the four steps to the landing once and has since been really good about not going near them (we also practice having her go backwards down them every couple days).
• On February 3 (10.5 months) she said her first word!  We were at the doctor's office and needed to pass the time so we Facetimed TJ and as soon as his face came on the screen she said "Dada!"  
• Holland has an extra special love for TJ.  She says "Dada" now with some frequency (still no Mama but she does say Nana!) and she follows him with her eyes almost anytime she's near him.  She loves her daddy.
• Holland is BUSY.  In reality, she's probably not the busiest little baby out there, but after reflective, contemplative Reed she seems like it!  We borrowed a number of toys from the Petersons and we've got them all - along with ours - in a big bin in the toy closet.  When I get that out she no longer even crawls to it: there are dozens of toys in that bin and she is done with all of them!  She has started "exploring," crawling all over the house, eating things off the floor, opening drawers, grabbing anything in reach.  (This "exploring" makes Reed quite protective, both of his things and of her.  If he sees her grabbing something he shouldn't he screams "NO, HAHN!" and yanks either the thing from her or her from the thing.  Many tears are shed over these daily tiffs).
• As we sat at dinner last night, all four of us eating the same thing, I pointed out to TJ how long we hoped for just this!  We've had these long time aspirations of being a family who loves eating and delicious food and eating our red coconut curry with shrimp last night I felt like maybe we've arrived.  :)  Holland is the best eater of us all and will eat anything and everything we give her.  We have, to date, found two things she doesn't like: the first is formula and the second is milk.  But ice cream?  Give her all the ice cream.  And all the other food, though we have learned that variety is important to her - she gets mad if we feed her the same thing meal after meal or if she doesn't have more than one thing to eat at any given meal.  
• Her favorite food has got to be blueberries, which she eats dozens of every day, carefully picking them up with her little pointer finger and thumb.  She also adores shrimp, which got Reed to love shrimp, and now we eat a lot of shrimp!
• A couple weeks ago, in the middle of nursing, Holland started screaming and refused to drink any more.  That was that.  I tried dozens of times in the following days to get her to breastfeed, but to no avail.  She quit - quite on her own! - cold turkey.  She and I both had a rough transition (which for her included a lot of applesauce pouches in the middle of the night) but she is completely fine now and seems no worse for wear.
• After several months with just her two bottom teeth Holland's two top teeth came in - just two days ago!  They are just barely poking through - and we haven't yet managed a picture - but they are definitely there.  I can't wait to see her little smile with four teeth.
• Though she isn't yet great at sitting through books, Holland does have a particular love for eating paper.  Any paper.  She will crawl across a room to pick up and eat a book.  She grabs the papers hanging on the fridge anytime I carry her within arms' length.  She pulls bookmarks out and pops them right into her mouth.  She knows where the gift bags are in her closet (I store the wrapping paper there) and I find her in her room, arms looped through the straps of one gift bag, chewing on another.  
• Cute Holland loved the beach and ate handful after handful of dirt.  I mean it - the girl loves to eat anything she can get her hands on!  
• Nana and Papa taught Holland the nursery rhyme "Patty cake" and she claps her hands for it and raises her hands in the air.
• Holland has gotten pretty darn good at waving!  It is darling and melts my heart every time.  We have to ask her a few times before she actually does it but I always love seeing which one she chooses: she sometimes waves one arm or both arms and other times she holds her arms straight out and slowly opens and closes her fist.  
• One of my favorite things about Holland is that she loves being held tight.  She doesn't care for being rocked but holds completely still for a tight, long hug.  She loves it, and I do too.
• Holland is such a light sleeper.  It sort of kills us.  Reed sleeps through everything - including being picked up and moved, or tucked in, or having his clothes put away in his room, or even through Holland screaming - but Holland almost always wakes up just to the door in her room opening.  It's inconvenient, certainly, but the worst part is missing out on sneaking in late at night and rocking her while she sleeps, which I definitely miss.
• Holland is also pretty particular about where she sleeps.  We have two options: her bed or her car seat.  Anything else is unacceptable and she'll cry and fuss until she gets to one of those locations.  Last week she fell asleep in TJ's arms (in California) and it was pretty amazing - it's been months since she's done that.  
• This girl loves her tongue!  She makes so many fun noises by moving her tongue around and is especially pleased when you do it back to her.
• Holland has gotten pretty clever about interacting without words.  She has "conversations" by shaking her head back and forth with someone (ie she shakes her head at me and I do it back and she does it again) or clapping her hands back and forth or "talking" by making "blah blah blah" noises back and forth.  
• She tells you she's excited by waving her arms or kicking her feet.  Man, she sure kicks her feet a lot!  I've told TJ that the soundtrack to our life is Holland kicking her feet - ha!  In her high chair she kicks all the time (with Reed requesting to see and putting his head under the table to watch her) and she kicks faster the more excited she is for what bite you're about to give her.  :)  She kicks on the floor - sitting up with her legs straight in front of her - when she's excited to see someone or have something.  She just loves kicking.
• Holland is also strong!  When she was tiny she would do those "hollow holds," which she's stopped doing, but now when I'm changing her diaper and have her feet in the air she lifts her whole middle off the ground so she's just on her shoulders.  It is pretty amazing (and pretty tough to put a diaper on when she won't keep her bottom on her diaper!)  If I lay her on her floor with her head under her crib she will reach up and grab her crib and lift her whole upper body off the ground - if I hold her feet up she does pull ups with her body parallel to the ground.
• She loves phones and is so quick to grab them and suck on them.
• She also loves seeing people on FaceTime.  One day when we were driving home from Provo Holland was inconsolable, screaming and screaming for the drive.  In desperation I got Nana on Facetime and passed the phone to Holland.  Silence.  As long as Holland held the phone and looked at Nana she was absolutely happy, but the second I would take it from her (to give Reed a turn) she absolutely wailed.  (Conversely, as soon as I returned it to Holland Reed would scream - not enough Nana to go around!)  When Reed Facetimes someone whose voice she knows while we're on the road Holland will crane her neck forward to try to see them.
• Holland is learning to give kisses, but they (so far) feel a little more like attacks.  She will grab your face and just come right at you with open mouth.  She will kiss whatever she reaches - your mouth, your cheek, your neck.  It's all fair game.
• One of her less endearing traits right now is her love for my hair.  She sticks her hands into the middle, twists to wrap the hair around her fingers, and pulls.  It is ROUGH.  (She also pulls TJ's chest hair in the shower the whole time he holds her - OUCH!)
• She also has a painful habit of grabbing the back of my upper arm when I'm holding her and squeezing the skin, pinching it pretty painfully.  
• If Holland sees something she wants in her mouth she spits out her binky immediately.  This applies with food, a drink, a piece of paper, medicine...any and all.

I've got so many notes and emails all around with things that Reed has said lately that I think I better compile them all here.  That boy makes us laugh daily.  He's got such an imagination and the vocabulary to express it!  There are times we cannot figure out what he's saying, not because we don't understand the words, but usually because he's referencing something so obscure we can't even figure it out.  He asked me two days about what I thought Ashley was doing - he was referencing the person who answered the phone when I called the doctor's office two weeks ago!


November

TJ and I were complaining about something that was quite a "process" (I don't even remember what).  Later, as we carried him to the bathtub he screamed, "Stop the process!!"

Rachel: Reed, I want to get out the door, hurry and get dressed.  You'll wear your red pants, gray shirt, and orange [thinking Crocs...]
Reed: Tiger.

One day while I had my hair flipped upside down before I dried it off in the shower he looked at me and said, "Mommy have noodle hair."  (??)

After Facetiming with Papa Reed kept asking me what the "red spider" was at Poppy's house.  We eventually had to Facetime him back and Papa walked out to his garage where we saw a red bike rack on the wall that, sure enough, looked like a red spider.

Reed's nonsensical phrase is "Conky no no" which has led to us using "conk" instead of bonk ("Be careful or you'll conk" or "Don't conk me," for example).

Calls our toaster a poster.

I gave him a treat and he hollered back, "Holy smokies!"

Reed (holding Holland's binky - dangling on a binky clip - in front of her face): I catch Holland.  (I think that's the product of watching fishing videos with Papa.  :)

Reed: Want pancakes for lunch.  Tiny little square pancakes.
(I was panicking trying to figure out how in the world I'd pour SQUARE pancakes when I realized he just wanted them cut up.  Ha!)

(After picking his nose) "I got a bug!"

Reed continues mixing "yours" and "mine."  A few examples I jotted down:
Want your binky.  Want own.
Cut mines toenails.
Want yours!  (Really wants his)


December

Rachel: Holy smokies.
Reed: I'm not holy smokies.  I'm Reed Morris.

Reed (after hearing his binky when we were moving blankets): Where's binky?  Heard it snap.

Reed kept turning off the lights in the house when the Christmas tree was plugged in.
Rachel: Reed, I need you to leave the lights on.
Reed: Need to leave 'em off.  Christmas shining.

One day while walking home from shoveling snow at a neighbor's house TJ turned around to see where  Reed was and Reed was laying in the gutter, drinking/licking the snow.

Rachel: Reed, what do you want to give Hahn for Christmas?
Reed: A....big digger?
Rachel: Do you think she'd like a big digger?
Reed: No.
Rachel: What do you think she'd like?
Reed: Um....a pusher?

Over a period of a couple months we read "Freight Train" by Donald Crews dozens of times.  One day reading another book with a train in it Reed was pointing to things in the picture and asking me what they were.
Reed (pointing to a house next to train tracks): Whose house is it?
Rachel: I don't know whose house that is.
Reed: It's Donald's house.
Rachel (baffled by how he could know who Donald Duck is, since we've never seen him): Donald who?  Donald Duck?
Reed: Donald Crews.

Started calling out pallet jacks in December.

Calls the wise men "wise mans."  :)

One night Reed was laying totally still on the ground, holding his raggedy, precious blankets above his face, rubbing the tags.  I heard him say, "Sometimes it's really pretty, my white blanket.  I just stare at it."

For Christmas I thought I was quite clever to wrap each person's presents in unique paper: Reed had red trucks and Holland had white snowflakes.
Rachel: Reed, that one is for Hahn.
Reed (looking at the present, then Holland): Merry Christmas, Hahn!  (Tears it open)

The day after Christmas we helped Reed throw away his beloved binkies.  It was a rough transition (that really took several weeks to get through) and the first few days were especially hard.  He put them in the big garbage can in the garage by himself - us cheering him on and Facetiming everyone he loves for them to cheer him on - and on Friday as we watched the garbage truck drive past I commented about it.
Rachel: Look, there's the garbage truck.
Reed: It lift up garbage.  Bye, binkies.  Have a good ride!
Rachel: (silently sobbing)

At a stoplight, pointing to the birds on top of the light:
Rachel (pointing at the birds): Reed, see those birds up there?  On the sign?
Reed: What kind?  Pigeon?  Peacock?
Clearly we need to review peacocks - ha!

Reed (pointing at a neighbor's inflatable moose decoration that was up for Christmas): What's happened to moose, Mom?
Rachel: Oh, it looks like it fell down, huh?
Reed: It have owie?

Rachel: Reed, are you sick?
Reed: No, I'm not sick.  I'm nice and smooth.

January

Calls eggnog egg squash (took a LONG time to figure out what he wanted).

Reed, noticing the darkening sky: Mom, it's getting nighter?

Calls a frog a "tog"
Calls a fork a "toke"
Calls a fox a "tox"
Almost always calls TJ "Daddyo"
Waves his hand in front of him when he says no.

We got tired of changing Reed's stinky diapers and bribed him with TEN M&Ms if he'd go in the toilet.  Success.  The first time was just thrilling.
Reed (looking into the toilet): Fish!  Daddy fish!  Mommy fish!  Tiny baby fish!
Every time he went more he was thrilled to find another fish.
On day two when he went he insisted that his "stinkies" were "scrambling out my leg."  When I asked if he was pushing them out he insisted, "No, SCRAMBLING."  (???)
In the coming days his reported findings became more and more preposterous.
Reed: Dolphin!  No, three dolphins, Mom!  And stable.
Reed: Lizard.  No, not lizard.  (I affirm, "Nope, that's your stinkies, huh?) Nope.  Alligator.  (Clearly he had just seen the wrong reptile at first)

Rachel: Where do you think that bus is going?
Reed (no hesitation): To Jerusalem.
(Note: this is probably a combination of numberless recitations of the Christmas story as well as Tiny being in Jerusalem on study abroad).

Rachel: Reed's runny nose has turned green again.  Reed, look at Dad and show him.
Reed: What's happened to my face?

Papa (wanting to keep a secret from Reed): Rachel, the b-i-n-o-c-u-l-a-r-s [spelled it out] came if you want to use those as an incentive.
Reed: What ya talkin' 'bout, Poppy?

In the middle of scripture study:
(Reed hits Holland)
Rachel: Reed!
Reed: Wicked!
(Hits Holland again)

We see an excavator driving down the road.
Reed: Digger going to Befhem (Bethlehem) to see baby Jesus.


February

After putting both hands on Holland's head and pushing down:
Reed: Mom!  I baptize Hahn!

Rachel: What do you want to do today, Reed?
Reed: Wanna walk to Befhem (Bethlehem).
Rachel: Oh, that's too far away.  We can't walk to Bethlehem.
Reed (crying): Wanna walk to Befhem!

Rachel: Reed, come get your pajamas on.
Reed: I'm grateful for Dad.

Reed: Where's Dad?
Rachel: School.
Reed: I miss him like crazy cats.

Rachel: Reed, what did you do with Nana and Papa while we were gone?
Reed: Just played like crazy cats.

Rachel: You're my baby boy.
Reed: No, I'm growing up.  I'm getting taller.  I'm going to grow up to be a tall, tall man.

Reed (listening to TJ and me talk about putting on sunscreen when we arrive to the beach): I love sunscreen.  I can just smell it.

Reed (walking through the zoo): What's that?
Papa: A bearded dragon.
Reed (seeing a bearded dragon for the first time in his life): I love bearded dragons.

We stopped at the bank to deposit a check.  I didn't have a pen in the van so grabbed one that was in the little "drawer" that pops out in the drive through.  I pointed out the drawer to Reed and told him they leave pens in there for people who don't have any.  I also tried to explain that the bank is a place where you put money.
Reed: Who's that worker?
Rachel: His name is Robert.  He works at the bank.
(Five minutes later, as we're driving home)
Reed: What does Robert do at work?
Rachel: I don't know.  What do you think?
Reed: Him give pens to people.

Reed (calling from his bed at 6 AM): Mom!  (Pause)  Mom!!!
Rachel: Hi, Brother.  What's happened?
Reed: Who's that talking?
Rachel: Everyone is asleep.  I didn't hear anything.
Reed: It's Debi.  Debi is talking.
(Debi is our neighbor that lives a quarter mile away)

In the dead of winter I'm not sure there's anything better for my soul than warm, sun-filled days.  We were lucky to spend the better part of this week in southern California, joining TJ's parents in a house there while we all visited TJ's sister and her family.  We flew down Wednesday and returned late Sunday night and I wore shorts - glorious shorts - every day we were there.

Took this one my phone as we were walking to the beach then used the camera the rest the trip, but I'm too lazy to pull the camera out for a better picture.  Ha!

So many highlights from the past week here.

• TJ, Holland, and Reed spent most of the week sick.  The kids are now nearly back to 100% but TJ has spent the past three nights sleeping propped up on the couch with a terrible cough.  We're all grateful I've stayed healthy.
• We had a big snowstorm roll in Sunday night that dropped quite a bit of snow across the valley.  Our yard had between 6-8 inches, but both our parents' houses got 10-12 inches and on the east side there were homes (in Sandy!) with 24 inches.  School was canceled in several districts and TJ's evening class was canceled at Westminster.  While Holland napped Reed and I shoveled snow together.  What a difference it makes to have warm clothes when you're outside!
• We made Reed his first hot chocolate on Tuesday.  He drank it for a minute.  :)
• Wednesday was still cold so we burned time in the morning at Scheels where Reed and I lived wild and rode the escalators while Holland sat on the main floor and watched us!  It may have been one of the more thrilling moments of Reed's life (he LOVES the escalators but we almost always have the stroller).  Cute Holland loved watching the fish and the ferris wheel.  I also loved that when I was taking this picture Reed said to me "Someone is waving at me - that grandma over there."  Apparently a woman that was there was waving from behind me - ha!

• Thursday morning TJ drove us through a snowstorm for Reed's doctor appointment at Primary Children's.  We're trying to figure out what's going on with his legs.  It took over an hour to get there and then was nearly an hour wait, which made for a long morning.  The kids did great and the doctor was so wonderful (but has no idea what's going on).  

• Thursday evening the kids went to bed at Nana and Papa's house so we could surprise our favorite babysitter and take us to a play WITH us.  We so loved The Man With the Pointed Toes that we saw it twice and got some good laughs both times.
• Friday night we did a triple date at our house after the kids went to bed, welcoming the Merkleys and Curtises for snacks, games, and a lot of chatting.  We love both couples and had a great night (even though we stayed up way too late).
• Saturday morning we went to a family concert at BYU featuring their folk music groups.  Both kids loved it and TJ and I so enjoyed seeing them take right to something we love so much!
• Saturday afternoon TJ and I went back down to BYU to see Hamlet, set in a modern setting (with Hamlet as a skater) using the original text.  I didn't know the story beforehand and had no idea everyone dies.  We had some good discussions about what we think Shakespeare was trying to teach with that one.
• I want to remember how Reed says "I don't know" as "ah no" and the way he pretends to be various construction things ("I'm jackhammer" as he hits a rolling pin on the floor, turned vertically, or "I'm grader" as he rolls a laundry basket across the floor or "I'm log loader" as he grabs Holland's leg).
• Holland gave up nursing - cold turkey - on Tuesday night, making us both quite miserable for the rest of the week.  I've tried so many times to get her to eat but she just screams, so we're calling it good and moving on.  We've had a couple rough nights as she learns to sleep without that milk and my body is adjusting slowly, but we both seem to be doing better.  I mentioned to TJ last night that it's been more than 3 years that I've been nursing or pregnant, so this is quite an adjustment. 
• I've been working HARD on getting our 2018 book finished and opened the book last Sunday night to see all the pictures gone!  TJ spent quite a while working on it and recovered an earlier version that was only missing a month, so I've redone that month and am now about 80% done with the whole thing.  I'm trying to finish quickly, both because I have a hard time working on them in the summer (when the sun is shining) and because I now feel paranoid about losing it again!