Past Due for the biggest Muncheroo!

Seven years ago this amazing little man entered my world and relieved my body of the pain caused by his dwelling inside me. (I know, child birth is not typically remembered as "relieving of pain", but when this big 10 pounder exited my body and entered the world I felt a huge relief!) He is the reason why I swore that big babies were golden babies (this theory was shattered by Walker...) Remington was the best, most amiably, and easy going baby to walk (or just lay there) the earth. He was a dream baby. And I was in heaven. I was so excited to be his mother! I refused to put him in the nursery because I wanted to be the one to take care of him constantly!


Two years later I was keeping him from crushing his new little sister during his very excited first hug!

Thankfully, Indi grew stronger and Remington grew gentler, but the excitement still continues! Remington loves to teach Indi his newest trick, help her learn many useless (and some useful) facts, read to her from his favorite books. He knows who his biggest cheerleader is and he loves having her near!

By the time Walker came to our home, Remington was a seasoned veteran at being a big brother and a big helper. He is the first to make sure the little kids stay out of the street, stay close at the store, don't fall off the monkey bars, or make it to the edge of the pool while swimming. He is also the first to soften and forgive his younger siblings and to beg that we parents forgive and "give them another chance". Many a time, he is the reason I have not carried through with my threats to the younger children. He hates to see them sad.

Remington is a man's man. He loves to fish, shoot guns, wrestle and play rough, and pretty much anything his dad loves to do. The biggest treat for Rem is to spend time with his dad; the next best thing, either of his grandpa's!


Remington is HANDSOME! This kid got the genes when it comes to good looks! He got my brother's dark skin, and his dad's super blue eyes--not to mention, a really beautiful smile. If only I could convince him to wear something other than the freebie t-shirts from my races and sweat shorts! He definitely has opinions about what he wants to wear and how he wants his hair styled (preference being "no style.") I'll take his happy-go-lucky attitude that seems to work his way into his happy-go-lucky-never-need-to-wash-my-clothes-or-body style. Maybe it makes me feel needed. What would I do with my day if I wasn't running around reminding him to put on clean clothes, wash his hands, shut the door, put the toilet seat down?

Remington is fun to be with. If you want an enjoyable afternoon, spend some time with Remington. He gives the best hugs, tells the best stories, gives the best sincere compliments, and he always holds my hand (parental privilege. Side note: his hand is almost as big as mine--frightening!) He will make you laugh (that's guaranteed!) and you will discover that he is an expert on just about everything!

Sometimes all the annoying 7-year-old boy tendencies distract me and I get caught up in trying to break him of his crude noises, less than ideal words, inappropriate attention getters, etc. Thankfully, I have received many heavenly messages reminding me of how special Remington is. I have never heard a young child pray so fervently with so much faith that his Heavenly Father will both hear and answer his prayer as Remington, and his prayers have always been answered, in sometimes very miraculous ways. I have often joked that if I really need a prayer to be answered, all I have to do is put Remington on it! I have never seen a child be so touched and concerned about another human being's suffering. He hurts when he sees another person suffer either emotionally or physically, and he is also easily hurt. He is so very sensitive to the world around him.

Remington, I love you. I love you more and the most, not impossible, because I am the mom, and Heavenly Father gave mom's the most love.