I mean, can she BE any cuter!?

I don't think that this baby girl could get any cuter! She is just so precious and I so enjoy playing with her.

She is so stinking pleasant all the time!

She just grins when we talk to her. She loves her big brother and anybody else who talks to her!

I am just not sure what we will be doing when she realizes that the world doesn't revolve around her... Anyone want to clue her IN?

Sometimes...

Sometimes you find someone who you completely identify with. Sometimes you find yourself laughing out loud because they verbalized exactly what you were thinking, feeling, and wanting to express. I found this www.mamalaughlin.com blog and I have decided I want to be her when I grow up. She is real and honest and real and hilarious. She takes life as it comes and isn't afraid to tackle the hard stuff. This blog is absolutely the best way for me to vent, laugh, and find comfort with my BUSY, but amazing life! This entry I found today seriously inspired me! I wonder if she will think I'm crazy IF I asked to be her BFF? Love--CC

Forgotten Puffs

I forgot that he is getting older.

I forget that he is a bit more coordinated and can open things.

I sometimes forget that I do not always put the Puffs up after I give her a snack.

And then I remember the mess.

At least he is sharing the puffs, right? I mean, there is clearly something to be said for the fact that he's being kind to his baby sister.

She's not complaining. Not one bit.

Timeless Photos

We all have a file of these, don't we?

The group bath photos that embarrass us for decades to come.

It seems like a rite of passage into adulthood.

I hope that the sibling affection carries over for the next several years.

I'm quite certain that this love will be interrupted as soon as she realizes that she can take his stuff. And then she hides it from him.

Sidewalk Artists

We spend many hours doing this outside.

We have learned all the colors this way.

This week we learned about the rainbow and how the rainbow is God's promise about the flood.

We talked about the colors in the rainbow and how Noah had all the animals on his BIG BOAT.

Occasionally, we take turns. Mommy and Daddy even attempt some artwork...I'm sure that Daddy's artwork is much more exciting than Mommy's artwork. Hayes and I had a great time today watching Pawpaw's planes fly by as we drew on the sidewalk.

PUFFS

She has learned to eat these things.

Watching her eat them is QUITE entertaining. She hasn't quite mastered the art of hand eye coordination yet, but she's working on it.

She absolutely loves the noise that the puffs make when they shake around in the canister.

Hayes has also rekindled his love for the puffs and wants them as often as Elizabeth has them.

Hiding from Daddy

We have a new tradition every time Daddy is coming home. He may be coming in from work, coaching, the grocery store, who knows...

Either way, Hayes has decided to 'hide' from Daddy when he hears the garage door opening.

He runs to a few different places. Usually I find him under the table (in plain view as soon as Daddy hits the top of the steps), occasionally under the high chair (also in plain view at the top of the steps), sometimes hiding in the bathroom beside the toilet, and just this week he found a new spot!

He is sitting between the couch and the cushions and giggling as we walk around 'looking' for him. The best part was his chubby feet sticking out from underneath the cushions and him desperately holding the cushion as we tried to 'find' him.

I'm all caught up!

I feel as though I need to channel some of my friend Evan's energy and create goals for myself each year. I however, am not very good at long term goals. Maybe I can just start with monthly goals, reasonable? Yes, I think so. 1. Blog. At least once a week. I often find myself laughing out loud at blogs I read and I think to my self... 'How do these women have time for all this writing?' I've now realized it isn't that they HAVE time, they MAKE time. I enjoy reading and writing... so I must MAKE time. 2. Exercise more often. I am seriously unhappy with the size of my clothing and the way my body looks. I love my babies. I do not love the way my body looks and feels POST babies. I realize I am the only human that can change that. I believe I will be carting my double jogger around more often. I am THRILLED that we are about to 'spring forward' and have some extra daylight that got moved from early morning to early evening. Early morning just doesn't work well for me. Ever. 3. Be more prompt with work and planning for work. I don't feel like I'm doing my best with teaching. I guess I should have anticipated some pull and tug with baby girl arriving, but I didn't feel like I would spend ALL year catching up. I still don't feel like I'm doing my best and I'd like to change that. 4. Prepare our home to SELL or RENT. We want to move. To our 'forever' house. To the house that my kids will remember as home and be upset when we leave. That house. We all had one. The one we couldn't forget. Maybe our handprints or footprints are in the sidewalk (or in my case,a closet)... but OUR forever house. I'm ready. Now, just to pray that God sends us the right tenants or buyers. 5. Read more. Read more with Hayes. Read more TO Elizabeth. Read more because I like to read. Reading is one of my most favorite things in the whole world. I love to read books and magazines and blogs. I even read the Sunday comics when the newspaper comes. Granted they don't usually get read until about Wednesday, but I still read them. 6. Cook more. At least 4 new recipes a month. Thank you God for pinterest. And The Pioneer Woman. We eat well around here because of those two sources. After I feel as though I have satisfied those goals, I'll create some more. all my love--cc

Her personal ad would read...

Violent sleeper.

Possible cuddler.

Beware of sudden attacks to the face.

Doesn't like to be disturbed.

Pretty Princess

You can't NOT love this baby girl.

Sweetest cheeks.

Bed Head Hair

He's got some serious height with this hair. It is a bit overwhelming and slightly out. of. control.

Mid sneeze photo. If you don't laugh so hard you cry, there is something WRONG with you.

I'm not certain I can capture the hilarity of THIS stuff, unless I show you pictures... so here they are. No captions needed.