Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Moving up...or down

He's one excited BIG boy...

Ready to get to work with dad...

TA-DA! A bed ready for a toddler who thinks he's really moving up in the world.

And on the other side, we have London's bed...

My baby's big boy bed. At least he still lets me rock him at night-I still have that!

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Summer's beginning

School's out, and so is the sunshine.

Summer, here we come!

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Our shoes have still not made it back into the house

Our church playgroup made plans to visit a dairy farm several weeks ago. One of my children LOVED it. I'll let you guess which one.
Here is London and Noble's dairy farm adventure:

Can you feel his apprehension?

He's still not so sure... "Where are we, why are we here, what IS that smell and for cryin' out loud, why are my pants rolled up to my knees?"

And he wouldn't even consider getting close enough for a picture with this little girl.

Fascinated and fearless.

London and Noble found the farm to be captivating, a little smelly, fascinating, muddy, surprising, intimidating, really smelly, amazing, slightly worrisome, muddy, and of course, completely fun.

Afternoon snack

Snacks are best served outside, in a chair (or bumbo) and preferably with a friend.

Monday, May 9, 2011

London's Spring Program

Every spring London's preschool class puts on a little program where the children sing, recite poetry, your know, your typical spring program stuff.
London was dying to go on. She couldn't wait. Every day it was, "Is my program tonight?" "Are you sure it isn't tonight?" "What if you forget and we miss it?" .
Well we didn't miss it, and London did a fantastic job. Really. Ask me about it sometime and I will tell you about what an AMAZING performance she gave and how she really held it together, really.
There's a good reason Noble is trying to escape...
And there it is.

They really do love each other, and now I have the photo to prove it.
Daddy's beautiful little girl.

And I'll leave you with this final expression:
I feel the teenage years fast approaching.