Happy Hyrum

Hyrum discovered that his pants had pockets.

He walked around like this all day long.

Hy loves to line things up (blocks, "bad guys", trains)

Today it happened to be cups.

Pudding. . . Yum!

Hyrum helping Eric find Christmas Presents for his brothers on Craigslist.com (our new favorite used shopping site--since shipping to AK is so expensive).

Angie and I were talking today about how much we are enjoying our little ones now that they are the only ones at home and the changes we've seen in them. I have to admit that as the school year approached I was a little nervous that Hyrum would demand more of me as an entertainer with his brothers gone. But much to my surprise, it has been the opposite. Hyrum is content to entertain himself and probably enjoys free reign over the toys. He will spend hours playing with the trainset his grandparents gave us or his brother's playmobil or just roaming the house. He will sit through several books at a time and even reads books to himself. He is a great little helper putting all the silverware in the dishwasher for me or pouring the flour into the mixer. What a blessing it is to be home with a happy Hyrum.

• Today I was trying to tempt Hyrum into coming into the kitchen to have lunch. I asked if he wanted a sandwich and I heard him holler, "No thank you." For a second it sounded so grown up and I thought it just could have been Sam (except Sam was at school). I offered him several other things (yogurt, pudding) to which I got several, "No thank you."

• This weekend we were having a family movie night--complete with Eric's famous popcorn. There was an obvious villain at which Hyrum would periodically yell, "Bad choices. Mama, he makes bad choices." Always good to know that your two-year-old can discern right from wrong . . . now if I could get him to clean the bathrooms!