Grant recently turned three, and we had a family party at my parents house. Grant was so excited for his birthday cake. So excited that when it came time to blow the candles
out he spit all over the cake. I had to scrape the top layer of frosting off. Grant is a joy to have around. He can be a lot of work but I wouldn't trade him for the world.
Ten Things I Love About Grant
1.I love that he sleeps with a blanket and sucks his index finger! So, cute! I had a blanket too!2.He looks like me! After Gracie came out as Kents clone I was excited to have a child who looked like me.3.I love when he says "huggy!" and climbs on my lap to be held and cuddled.4.I love how tough he is. Having a boy can be hard but one good thing is their tough as nails!5.I love his curly hair! Still trying to figure out where it came from.6.I love that he loves his big sister. He CAN'T wait for her to come home and play with him.7.I love that he hums while he eats. To anyone else it would be weird and annoying but I'm really used to it and love it.8.I love that he is not shy. He's never afraid to go to a new class or meet new friends. I was a VERY shy child, and I'm glad he doesn't have to endure that.9.I love how Grant folds his arms in sacrament meeting and whispers "rev-rit".10.I love that he LOVES fruits and vegetables. Who Knew!-I love Chocolate!
So, this thanksgiving while we were at our second stop of the day, the Ramsey Thanksgiving, I went out to my car to get something I had forgotten. As I was rummaging through the car I heard a faint, "Mommy! Mommy!" I looked around but didn't see anything. I heard it again, and I knew it was Grant but I couldn't see him anywhere, and I didn't even know he was outside so I was a little worried! The home I grew up in is south Gilbert and on 5 acers so it can be hard to find a missing child right away. After looking around a little bit more I finally spotted Grant way over on the other side of the yard. As I walked closer to him I heard him say, "Stuck". Remember, here in Arizona it had rained on Thanksgiving so there was a lot of mud around the yard. I knew then that he had gotten himself stuck in the mud. I ran over to him but of course before helping him I called the whole family out to see and take pictures. My mom just kept saying, "Classic Grant!" My brother had to pull him out of the mud but his shoes stayed behind. Knowing 
something like this was bound to happened with mud everywhere Kent and I brought an extra change of clothes for him. Thanks Grant for all the laughs!
Other fun events of the day were Kent learning how to drive the antique tractor my dad rebuilt, and eating a disgusting amount of whip cream on 
