Just Logan.

I LOVE this picture of Logan. The photographer took it at the Bountiful Temple at my brother's wedding. I think it is a great candid shot.  Little Logan, don't grow up too fast.

Last week at church my friend's little 3-year-old boy tried picking up little 2-year-old Logan. He tells Logan, "You're heavy!" And Logan immediately goes, "No, I Logan!" And little Hyrum says, still trying to hoist Logan up into his arms, "But you're heavy!" and Logan is getting riled up, "NO! I LOGAN!" I was laughing so hard. Later I hear Logan go up to Jenna and pleasantly say, "Hi Jenna, I Heavy."

He is all boy. In the middle of sacrament meeting last week I had to keep shushing him cause he had Jenna's little Tinker Bell doll, flying her all around while making loud motorcycle noises. Everything has sound effects with Logan. When he grows up I hope I always remember him running around the house with his hands in little fists alternating his arms up and down, up and down going, "RRRRRRRRRRRRRR." Yeah Jenna can dress him up as much as she wants, but he is pretty much as masculine as you can get. 

2-year-olds have got to be the sweetest, cutest little beasts.  Every day I am like, please grow out of this stage yet DO NOT GROW.  It's a toughie.