startling realization

i'm sitting here at the computer and i hear the vacuum start running. i'm the only adult here. how is it that i have a daughter old enough to vacuum without being asked...much less tall enough to work the thing? time is flying by...i'm grateful for every minute.

daddies day

i cherish my dad throughout the year, but on father's day especially i am eternally grateful for and proud of him. his character is honorable and his heart is huge. his life speaks his testimony each and every day in ways that words fall short. his example will impact many generations to come and it delights me to be able to watch him be a grampy at play...

almost as much as it delights him...

no one does horsey rides like grampy...the little girls...the little boys...
the cowboys and cowgirls scared caroline to death
she needed madeline to help her be brave...
she couldn't get enough and she was thrilled when grampy had to retire all cowboys and cowgirls over 30 pounds...
she became a devoted follower even when grampy had to pull the tools out and help mommy with a project.

thanks dad, for your help this week. i thank God that you are my daddy and that throughout my life you've shown me glimpses of my heavenly daddy. happy father's day. i love you.

angels

i was braiding madeline's hair this morning and my littlest one came in and gasped, "mama, need angels!" it took me a few moments and a near breakdown before i realized that she thought i was putting angels wings in madeline's hair and she wanted them too...even after she learned she had to sit still for a long long time to get them!! french braids will forever be "angels" at our house, lol.

on an island without a boat

potty training at our house this week...haven't gone anywhere...need a margarita! can i get an amen?

drink...

play...












play...

play...

(...only caroline could make this dangerous)















pee...

















reward...

















repeat...

















i think caroline got tired of the process too...why bother with the bottoms?

scrapbooking without trying

now that my blog is finally up and running i'm feeling a little sick of it...can anyone relate?

the first lesson i'll post is this: if you want to start a blog, find a blog you like and ask the author to tell you all their settings! that very well may be the best advice i will ever publish...

the thought of starting another project right now was daunting, but i know it will be a treasure worth working on. i was motivated by two simple facts. first, i don't have any way of keeping track of all the cool things i learn from my kids. and i need to be reminded of those things daily. connor asked me if there were birthdays in heaven last week...don't they say the coolest things? i had to get that one down somewhere. second i'm willing to admit that their albums are a bit behind. if you looked at their scrapbooks you'd think i had three 18-month-olds. there's a blessin' right there--thank you God that i don't have three 18-month-olds! so last week when i learned that i could make my blog into a book i thought, 'sign me up...scrapbooking the littlest moments in life and blogging in one'.

don't worry i'm not giving up on the albums! when is the next scrappin' weekend?