Okay, call me names if you wish, but the family photos really are coming. Really. But you'll have to wait a teensy bit longer...
Our computer has been in the shop for a week now and we just got it back tonight, hooray! I am busy reading your emails and blogs and will be up and running again soon!
"If I had my child to raise over again....I'd see the oak tree in the acorn more often" --Diane Loomans
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Looking For Love?
Meet Sean.

Nicknames: Sean ("Seen"), Sean-Boy.
SWM, age 8 months.
Nicknames: Sean ("Seen"), Sean-Boy.
Likes: Morning walks to the honey farm or park, laughing at The Brothers, getting wedged under tables and chairs, slapping five with the friend in the mirror.
Playing dress-up.
Dislikes: Sleeping through the night.
Oh, and boring movies.
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Monday, August 11, 2008
Haircut Time!
Quote of the Day:
"But I don't wanna look handsome; I just wanna look like I do now!" --Reese, age 4
"But I don't wanna look handsome; I just wanna look like I do now!" --Reese, age 4
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
(Typical) Conversation With Reuben
Mama and Reuben are sitting on the couch. Enter loud, scary tooty sound.
Mama: "Reuben, what was THAT?!"
Reuben: "I do it BIG ONE POOPIES!"
Mama (laughing): "No, you didn't do 'big one poopies'. What was that noise?"
Reuben (deadpan): "Reese."
Mama: "No! It wasn't Reese. What was that noise, Reubsy?"
Reuben (rolling his eyes, pointing to the sky): "Umm......rocket ship?"
Have I mentioned yet how much I L*O*V*E two-year-olds?
Mama: "Reuben, what was THAT?!"
Reuben: "I do it BIG ONE POOPIES!"
Mama (laughing): "No, you didn't do 'big one poopies'. What was that noise?"
Reuben (deadpan): "Reese."
Mama: "No! It wasn't Reese. What was that noise, Reubsy?"
Reuben (rolling his eyes, pointing to the sky): "Umm......rocket ship?"
Have I mentioned yet how much I L*O*V*E two-year-olds?
Sunday, August 3, 2008
O Happy Day!
...to free myself of the tangle of little boys that have found their way to my bed in the middle of the night, and stumble out into bright daylight at 7am to release the chickens from their coop, and turn around blurry-eyed to see my husband standing in the yard, smiling, with two steaming cups of Starbucks coffee! I'm not sure life could have been much more blissful in that moment.
How I love a good early-morning surprise.
We are all so thankful to have Justin back home, where he belongs. I'm still feeling perplexed that the things I manage just fine during the week are the same things that I am completely incompetent with on the weekends. Dishes, meal planning, picking up, washing clothes...the list goes on. But we made it and we're here--fatigued, yes, but happy and healthy, and finally all together again.
How I love a good early-morning surprise.
We are all so thankful to have Justin back home, where he belongs. I'm still feeling perplexed that the things I manage just fine during the week are the same things that I am completely incompetent with on the weekends. Dishes, meal planning, picking up, washing clothes...the list goes on. But we made it and we're here--fatigued, yes, but happy and healthy, and finally all together again.
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