wish list....

Cowboy boots.  Glasses.  Braces.  All I wanted at six years old.  And why not?  These were/are sweet accessories.  And finally at thirty-something one came true...

It's not these.

Or some sweet glasses...

Oh no--it's the one wish I totally outgrew.  

voila!

(can you tell? hopefully the filter and/or messy utility room distracts)

Thanks Mark!

And if you're in Henderson this guy's great too!

photos...

My cousin Abby is having a baby in a few weeks.  Why can't I look like her pregnant (or not for that matter!)....it was such a fun get away with my mom and all the girls up there.  Thanks Abby!

baby boy....

See this guy???

This is what happens when you happen to be laying on the floor...no joke.  Everytime.  He's so lucky to have a family that loves to take it from him.  And the funny thing is that it's so normal it doesn't faze any one of us....as he rolls back and forth over your whole body.

It usually sparks wrestling between the boys of this house (which is so his purpose) but this little one just lets him play oh her.  She just wants to get cozy.

reunion time!

What fun was had!!!  I love that my kids have cousins their ages and that they love them SO MUCH!  We didn't have quite the camera frenzy that we did last year (at least me) but it was such a good time!  Thanks Wes and Lori for hosting it, yet again.

the end...

(here come my way past updates...)

One year down....quite a few more to go big guy!  You are the best boy!

Happy Birthday!!!

Forty years you've been married?  What country let you guys get married at 10?  (...p.s.  I was a little too old when I realized I didn't have to marry someone with my same or next day birthday.  How would you celebrate your birthdays then???)

our days...

Consist of this little Dude not letting anyone help him eat. (Wish I were more carefree about this whole thing...he's just so much faster and cleaner when we work as a team.)

When can we play outside all day?  It's so hot we just sit by the window and watch the tramp mat get slowly scorched to death each day... 

And this is why he is never left alone...he just sits there, dangling his legs getting ticked the closer I get.  All I can do is imagine my not so sturdy table crashing down on him.  Sorry buster--not my favorite.  And the avocado...just a little taste of him letting me know he's done.

sunday...

Newspaper.  This is what we do...and it is so genetic!  

saturdays...

There's nothing like a saturday swim.

kate....

I love how you love to color.  By the end of the day you've given me hours of self entertainment and I LOVE it...

I also love your passion for the r.o.b.o.t. dance.  I remember the first time I glanced in the rearview mirror only to find you in full swing--totally unaware of any of us--and thinking I was the luckiest mom ever!

And remember those curls hanging down...the ones you cut off? Twice!!! They are missed and you are lucky you have curly hair to soften the harsh cut they got. They will grow back and you are so your mother when it comes to scissors and hair! 

I love having my girl!