4 Months Old

Hazel Elayne Hellbusch

at 4 months old.....

-is beautiful

-rolled over for the first time today

-holds a grudge

-loves her soft blankie by her face 

-hangs out with Ryanne

-is spoiled rotten

-drools all over the place

-snuggled with mommy today

-giggles 

-likes the binkie less and less

-holds toys

-wants to sit up

-stores lint in her neck

-still naps with Hanna

-always has smiles for Emmie

-loves her daddy

-loves to look at Morgan (usually with a look of wonderment)

-gives Jaxson open mouthed kisses

-only "catnaps" during the day

-knows what a bottle is and loves it

-is generally a happy fun loving baby who is loved beyond measure!!!

Happy Birthday Hazey Layne!!!

...For if love blossoms and meadows and walking, I learned how to love them, dear Grandma, from you....

i have been friends with michel for what seems like forever. we were young marrieds in byu housing together. as long as i have known michel, i have known grandma(my whole family calls her "grandma"). i instantly loved grandma. sometimes she made me miss my own grandma. other times she filled the void left when my grandma passed away. michel's grandma always made me feel like i was part of the family. she was always so kind to me and interested in my family. i often thought that if my grandma lived nearby i would have a relationship with her that was similar to michel and her grandma's relationship. to put it simply, i loved "grandma." i will miss her.

i was shocked when i learned of grandma's passing. i learned a valuable lesson that day. i also don't believe it was by "chance" that grandma taught it to me. you see, earlier that week i had thought, "i should call michel." i clearly remember pushing the idea away twice! it wasn't even because i was lazy. i honestly thought that michel was busy getting ready for christmas and the last thing she needed was for me to bother her. when i talked to michel i told her that i had thought i should call. she replied, "you should have. i was dying and needed you." if only i had listened....

during the funeral i was honored when sharon said that grandma would want me in the family prayer. i was also so pleased when my older kids said that they wanted to attend.

the great grandchildren sang "i often go walking," at the service. i lost it when they sang the words, "For if I love blossoms and meadows and walking, i learned how to love them, dear grandma, from you."grandma did love all of those things. so did my grandma. i was reminded that my love for them came from a grandma i  looked up to and nurtured by another grandma.

grandma even touched my hazel.

the week before grandma passed away, michel and i were at grandma's doing something. hazel was screaming. i handed hazel to grandma (nervous that she would be too wiggly or ornery for grandma to handle. when michel and i came back into the room hazel was as happy and calm as could be. 

i am grateful to all the "grandma's" that have touched my life. i hope that one day (many years from now) i can follow in the footsteps of the many wonderful grandmas that i have been blessed to know.

i will miss you.....

Baby's First Christmas

To say that Hazel is loved doesn't quite do her justice. She seems to be somewhat of a celebrity around here. It makes me happy.

Here are a few Christmas pics of sweet Hazey Layne...

We all had a wonderful Christmas. 

3 months old today....

i have mixed feelings about time. i feel as though time has flown by since hazel came into our family. i also feel like the last time i showered or slept or even sat down to eat without worrying about whether or not a sweet "someone" would beckon me with a cute little cry, was ions ago. but just look at her....

how could you not want to cherish ever moment with her? even morgan's friends want to come visit hazel.

hazey lane at 3 months...

smiles....often

giggles even

often gets her hair done by jaxson using his mouth to form a mo hawk

looks for dad when he is on speaker phone

sleeps through most nights

loves to chill with sweet emmalyne

tries to sit up (i swear! she is almost always in a "crunch" position)

knows and loves her family

hates, and i mean hates, tummy time. 

is getting a "flat" head due to the above

will only sleep on hanna

wakes up all smiles in the morning

loves when morgy gives her a bath

has conversations with ryanne

she even got her ears pierced today!

we love our little hazey!!!

look who is 2 months old!

we can't imagine our family without hazel in it. 

a few facts about hazey

she loves 2 be held

she loves 2 sleep on jax when mom goes running

she loves 2 practice spanish with mo

she loves 2 walk around the house with emmie

she loves 2 nap hanna

she doesn't like 2 be put down

she doesn't love 2 sneeze

she loves 2 smile at ryanne

she loves 2 sleep with mom

she loves 2 listen to music

she loves 2 take a bath

she hates 2 have her clothes changed

she loves 2 have her feet rubbed

she loves 2 suck on her paci

she loves 2 look at herself in the mirror

she loves 2 talk to daddy

2 have hazel in our home is 2 have a piece of heaven with you all the time!!!

hazel loves 2 be spoiled. it just so happens that we love 2 spoil her 2!

Halloween 2011

Tim ended up being in town just long enough to go trick-or-treating with Emmalyne. That is a "treat" that hasn't happened in years! Emmie might be my favorite. She wanted to be a nerd and it was my good fortune that we already had the costume. (Thanks to years of dance)

Ryanne and Hanna both wanted to be Wonder Woman. So, we made Wonder Woman costumes. Both girls helped make them. These two were both busy with friends and parties.

Morgan and her friends wanted to indians. So, we made 3 indian costumes. Morgan totally helped with the costumes. She and her friends looked so cute.

Jaxson helped pass out candy. I choose my "photo" battles with that kid wisely....
so you won't see a Halloween picture of Jaxson. As always, he is so handsome!
Hazel hung out with me. No costume this year. I ran out of gas.....

Hope you all had a Halloween. We sure did!

The other day a women lent me these. I stopped to talk to her and was sad. I had just been yelled at by another adult for doing something that in her opinion was terrible. My intentions were good. I wasn't even sad about what happened I was hurt that someone thought it acceptable to talk to me as if I were a child who just broke a cookie jar, or stole a toy from another person, or to be honest, murdered another human being. 

I ran into the owner of these sunglasses. She was kind and offered the glasses so my kids wouldn't know I was upset. She is honest and kind. She did not need to be nice to me. I am merely a person she runs into now and then.

I hope that through these sunglasses I can see the world the way she does. I hope to always remember her words, "No one deserves to be spoken to like that. No matter what they have done." I have never seen or heard her be unkind.

I hope to become more like her. Strong, independent, beautiful, wise, kind, thoughtful, and did I mention beautiful.

You know who you are, and I thank you with all my heart for reminding me that there are still good  people out there.