Seriously though, how cute it the daddy worship going on here?
When does that leave?
Junior high?
Until then, I'll just enjoy the unfiltered adoration of my son for his daddy.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Hard Workin' Men..
...or why everything takes 10xs longer than it used to.
Seriously though, how cute it the daddy worship going on here?
When does that leave?
Junior high?
Until then, I'll just enjoy the unfiltered adoration of my son for his daddy.
Seriously though, how cute it the daddy worship going on here?
When does that leave?
Junior high?
Until then, I'll just enjoy the unfiltered adoration of my son for his daddy.
Thoughts of Walker...
Uhhhhhhh-pparently when mom doesn't buckle me in my neck disappears.
I find it very concerning.
But as I ponder the brevity of life...
It's too short to sweat the small stuff!
Cousins!
how you wish they were...
reality...
actually the cousins were great fun! i wish, wish, wish they were closer by but it sure makes for a fun reunion when they all get together.
reality...
actually the cousins were great fun! i wish, wish, wish they were closer by but it sure makes for a fun reunion when they all get together.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Picture Time!
So ignore all that copyright mumbo jumbo. I totally bought the overpriced photos with the fake apples so I have no guilt posting the pictures.
Behold! Wyatt's first school photo that does not resemble a mug shot!
Shelby developed a "new" camera smile for these pics. She's clearly having trouble generating the same level of enthusiasm as her brother holding the fake apple. I mean who likes Red Delicious anyway?? Much less a fake one.
Behold! Wyatt's first school photo that does not resemble a mug shot!
Shelby developed a "new" camera smile for these pics. She's clearly having trouble generating the same level of enthusiasm as her brother holding the fake apple. I mean who likes Red Delicious anyway?? Much less a fake one.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Princess Slippers
If you want to see us at our best (and by best I mean worst) start hanging out at the local Target after naptime. There are some days when the kids wake up early and mommy watches the hand on the clock move backward.
That's when I decide it's time to get X, Y, or Z at Target (which of course also has A, B and C that you forgot about until you walk in the door). My children have been well-trained by our many trips.
They fully understand:
A. when I say we are just looking, we are just LOOKING at the princess/truck aisle (most of the time). They are surprisingly content with getting to push every button on every display and walking away empty handed.
B. If they are good Mommy will magnanimously split her pretzel M&Ms three ways.
C. One child must ride "like a monkey" on either side b/c the Target carts tip easier than, say, the HEB carts.
D. The Starbucks at the entrance holds the magic elixir to boost Mommy's mood for the rest of the evening. And don't ask for a sip b/c she won't give you any.
On our most recent evening trip, I was looking for a pair of flip-flops, yet we left with princess slippers instead. Normally, I would say "no" to what I would deem wasteful but these are actually her second pair. Her first pair had grown a little ratty, and her toes were curling in the ends; yet, every evening she shoves her feet into the decrepit pair of slippers and climbs into bed.
Scary future fact about Shelby: She loves clothes & shoes as much as she loves toys.
We are currently retooling the "camera" smile...
That's when I decide it's time to get X, Y, or Z at Target (which of course also has A, B and C that you forgot about until you walk in the door). My children have been well-trained by our many trips.
They fully understand:
A. when I say we are just looking, we are just LOOKING at the princess/truck aisle (most of the time). They are surprisingly content with getting to push every button on every display and walking away empty handed.
B. If they are good Mommy will magnanimously split her pretzel M&Ms three ways.
C. One child must ride "like a monkey" on either side b/c the Target carts tip easier than, say, the HEB carts.
D. The Starbucks at the entrance holds the magic elixir to boost Mommy's mood for the rest of the evening. And don't ask for a sip b/c she won't give you any.
On our most recent evening trip, I was looking for a pair of flip-flops, yet we left with princess slippers instead. Normally, I would say "no" to what I would deem wasteful but these are actually her second pair. Her first pair had grown a little ratty, and her toes were curling in the ends; yet, every evening she shoves her feet into the decrepit pair of slippers and climbs into bed.
Scary future fact about Shelby: She loves clothes & shoes as much as she loves toys.
We are currently retooling the "camera" smile...
Major Upset
I love how Wyatt is totally unfazed by the screaming infant attempting to leap from his lap.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)