It's Easier With Your Eyes Open

This spring, B took a Tiny Tots Tennis lesson on Saturday mornings. He was so adorable and really enjoyed it. It appears, however, that his eyes are closed nearly every time the ball is near him.

New Poses

Both of my children have spent a lot of time getting their photo taken. They are pretty good about indulging their camera-happy mom. G, however, has a new technique for getting me to stop snapping.

Instead of this beautiful pose...

We get this one.

I will admit to you (but not her) that it works. Tongue comes out, camera goes away.

Another gem on the new learned behavior front, yesterday, we were sitting enjoying a treat. Little Miss Sunshine turns to me and says, "Can we please go play before we go home, Mommy? Pleeeeeeeease? (Insert FLUTTERING EYELASHES HERE!!!!!)"

OH YES SHE DID. Three times. I laughed, scoffed and looked at her with what had to have been a combination of surprise, joy, and annoyance. I thought, "Where did you learn this trick? Does it work for you with someone else? Is this cute or really disturbing or both?"

Best Ever Daddy

I hope that Father's Day is not the only time that T (and Grandpa and Boppa) feel celebrated. We are so blessed to have such engaged men in our lives.

I knew when I married T that he was a loving, caring, selfless, supportive, intelligent, patient man. I knew all of these qualities were great qualities to have in a father. I didn't really "get" it until B was born. His birth caught us both so off guard and T handled it with such grace. He was so frightened. So worried. But all I saw was my very calm husband. When G came along, it wasn't frightening in the same way, but frightening for other reasons. Travel to a third world country with just a few weeks notice. Changing the dynamic from 1 to 2 children - probably the most frightening aspect from the perspective of an only child. And once again, a very calm T stood by my side as we celebrated this new little life. He supports our family in so many ways. Through work. While at play. Even his hobbies. I never doubt his priorities. And neither do our kids.

I love you!! Thanks for being such a wonderful father to our children. In the wonderful words of G, you are the, "Best Ever Daddy!"

Lots of Bull

T is in Texas for the week having a very serious business planning meeting...or is he?

Such a bad blogger

Or maybe I should say, Non-blogger. For anyone still out there, sorry for the silence. Got the camera out a few days ago and found pictures from nearly a month ago. Pictures that I intended to post just after they were snapped.

I have no excuse besides general lack of motivation. I have help with the kiddos. No major projects going on. Trying to keep myself from gaining back the 30 lbs I lost. Hardest part for me is that when I fall off the "good eating" wagon, it takes a few weeks before I see a real gain (more than 1-2 lbs) so I feel like I have a license to eat ANYTHING. A few weeks of that and BAM! Here come the pounds again. Doesn't help that I had stitches in my leg from a mole removal that included instructions of no strenuous exercise until they were removed (2 weeks!) and I am taking a medication that makes me feel sick whenever my stomach is empty. So, I am back on plan and going to make a serious dent. No fun when my new clothes start to feel a bit snug.

In other news, I just returned to reading "Love & Logic" because all of our togetherness is causing a bit of tension between Mama and the cubs. Lots of yelling from ALL of us. Not my idea of a good time. I love my little ones and I hate it when we are arguing. Hate it more when I lose my cool, especially when I am trying to keep a calm tone. Who is the adult? Sometimes having intelligent children who could argue a case in front of the Supreme Court makes parenting a bit more challenging. I will say that when a young child was crying at the park on Saturday afternoon and G started singing, "You can't always get what you want..." T and I were very proud. The offending girl and her Dad were out of earshot and most people wouldn't be able to tell what she was singing because it came out more like, "Can't get what want...can't get want..." but we knew what she meant and figured we must be saying/singing that a bit these days.

Yes, I am rambling. When I get my act together I will get photos up. No promises while T is out of town and the sitter is off most of the week, but I will do my best.

Wordless Wednesday - Look Who Dresses Herself Now

Ahhhhh

70 degrees. 7 pm. Post dinner walk at the nature park. Summer finally
showed up in our neck of the woods, if only temporarily.

Wuv, Twue Wuv

As heard at the dinner table last night while the nanny was with them...

B, "Annie, I've been thinking. I don't think you should marry Cord (nanny's boyfriend)."

A, "Really, why not?"

B, "I can think of a few people who are better."

A, "Who?"

B, "Well, me. I think you should marry me."

A, "I think you might be a little bit young for me, Buddy."

B, "Yeah. I guess you'd have to wait a long time. OK. You can marry Cord, I guess."

A, "How about I still get to give you a hug and kiss before bed each night? Would that be OK?"

B, "OK. I guess that will be OK."

Funny, since none of us have been talking about Annie getting married. None of us know why he brought it up on his own, other than he was just being lead by his beautiful heart!

When T and I got home, we chatted with him about it and explained that she'd be 38 by the time he is 23 and has graduated from college (which is the current minimum requirement in our house for marriage). He decided that since that is older than MOMMY, maybe she'd be too old.