Good Morning!

*Please note both the coffee AND the cappuccino maker in the background. Their dual presence really speaks for itself.

Thankful for waffles

Chillin' On Sunday After Naps

Galveston

Well, we all went to Galveston over the summer and by "all" I mean every single person in my immediate family including my younger sister's boyfriend (now husband). That would be 18 people in one house, add some rain, a sketchy golf cart, a dash of chaos, and voila- I only got these few pictures from the entire week.  

When asked his highlight of the week, Wyatt replied, "Digging a hole in the sand with my stick." And he did folks. He dug at that hole for a really, really long time one morning. Just had no clue it was his week's highlight. I guess we could have skipped Moody Gardens...

Cousin Ty

Pants not required!

Pretty sure Wyatt's hair was not brushed for the full seven days we were there. Shelby's hair, well, that gets its own blog postings.

Oh. And I got a video. Could these kids be any cuter???

*I apologize about the really high voice. It just seems to come out around the little ones.

Red Eyes

We opted to play dress-up in the afternoon instead of getting back in the pool. I think she probably needed a break. 

Mother's intuition.

Also, anyone want to guess who woke up happy from nap time and who didn't?

Behold! We are in the midst of royalty!

Going on a Daddy Hunt

La de da. Just covering my favorite toys with drool.

Maybe I'll whack this sleeping blob thingy on the couch

IT'S DADDY! MY MOST FAVORITE TOY OF ALL!

Tu tu cute

Per her request, I enrolled Shelby in a ballet class. With out getting overly wordy here, we'll just say she liked it. A lot. 

(She would thank me every time I pulled into the parking lot.)

After a semester of shuffle, shuffle, tap and first position, the grande finale is HERE!

Let me set the stage for the Spring Recital...

Ill-fitted costume with boning poking into her hips...still smiling.

Arm bands threatening to cut off all circulation to her hands...still smiling.

Hair pulled so tightly her face seems to be in a constant state of surprise...still smiling.

Jazz costume ordered a size too small causing a permanent spandex wedgie...still smiling.

Waiting in the back room for hours...still smiling. 

(Cheetos greased that squeaky wheel)

If all of that couldn't get ol' Shelby down, just add some flowers and a giant trophy.

Greatest. Day. Ever.

Side note: Gaze carefully at the last picture. She snuck out some "lipgloss" before the trophy presentation. It was concealer. 

Life's hard sometimes

I told him not to touch the "redneck waterbed" until friends got here. 

We all have our burdens, I guess.