The Daily Grind

Here's what my baby girl looks like when I'm sitting at the computer, writing a blog. Is it any wonder that I haven't written a blog for a month? Who can resist, instead, spending every spare second enjoying her cuteness? But here's a few things we've been up to at the Bingham house.

I've been teaching the baby how to eat. If there's a stage worse than the baby-food stage, I'd like to know it.
I think school is the best thing ever, and luckily both of my boys seem to think so too. That blessed five minutes between dropping Jonah off at the bus for school and picking up Noel from preschool is so quiet and peaceful. In between facilitating homework, looking for seeds around the neighborhood for the latest school assignment and spraying my son's hair blue for "Crazy Hair Day," I even found time to buy this fantastic Peg Perego high chair off of Craigslist for $55, which may be a tad bit big for her at this point.

Josh has been working. And helping me when he's not working. But in between all of that fun, he has managed to do some canning. Aren't these bread and butter pickles pretty? And I a little bit make fun of him, but man are they delicious. And his strawberry jam is heavenly, too.
Noel's had a birthday (for another post) and has stopped chewing on his shirts, which I consider a victory for the whole family. He has yet to pick up another strange tick, but I'll let you know when it happens.

Jonah's become an adult. I don't know if you know this, but when you're 5, you don't need adult guidance anymore. He has decided he's old enough to ride his scooter around the skate park,


and learn how to ride a bike without training wheels. Strangely, he never really took to riding a bike WITH training wheels, but is doing pretty great. He now wants to be one of those really awesome, disturbingly middle-aged BMX-bikers with way too small skinny jeans that he sees at the skate park. We bought him some Vans, but we draw the line on the skinny jeans.

Lila's been busy, busy busy. She's been watching a seriously inspiring General Conference:
drinking some Diet Coke with her Papa:
Growing a mustache:

And discovering her tongue:
In short, she's spending a lot of time being really stinkin' cute. And I can't get enough of her. If you don't hear from me for another few weeks, you know what I'll be doing.