swings

reese loves to swing all day every day. cal has recently caught the vision, but isn't too sure what he thinks about it if mommy or daddy isn't close by.

isn't childhood just so magical? everything is a new experience, and every experience is lived with a fullness of emotion. kids live with such an in-the-moment joy. i have so much to learn from these kiddos of mine.

and then when think they couldn't get any sweeter, you find them like this snuggled up in your bed.

mama's got shortnin'

oh cal. i thought it was so nice that you were playing so quietly while i sent a quick email. for future reference, shortening does not equal lotion. but i'm sure baby appreciated the attempt to give her a deep moisturizing facial. 

i'm so glad i caught you later this afternoon just as you were putting the first glob of mama's lipstick on. right in the knick of time. heaven help me.

freeze please?

lately i've feeling extra nostalgic. i can't stand the thought of my kids growing up. i've been trying to take more pictures of every day moments. moments of real. moments of my kids doing the things that make them "them" in whatever stage. 

this morning our "real" looked like this:

cal has decided sitting is for the weak hearted. this is typical him. every meal, every snack. if i can see this kid through until he's 18 then someone please send me to hawaii. with a non-virgin pina colada. also, i'm taking volunteers to come vacuum my kitchen floor 10.2 times a day. meals=throwing practice.

oh reese. can i just put you in a bottle and never let you go? don't turn 4. ever. or ask me why your friends say butt and our family says bum. or try and find as many excuses to say butt during our conversation. your morning giggles and stories and coloring are just about my favorite thing. someday i'm sure going to miss those "why???"'s and colored people with giant circle eyes.

spence. don't ever tell your siblings, but you're my favorite. okay, not really. but kind of. that dimpled chin just about does me in. you make me want to have about 5 million more children. and if it wasn't for my darn pubic symphisis i get during pregnancy i just might try. so maybe i'll have to settle for two (crossing fingers..).

i exist! my goal this summer has been to be in more pictures.  i feel like often times moms are the ones behind the camera, so documented life = no mom. dear children, you were not orphans. also, please wear sunscreen so you don't have giant wrinkles at the age of 28.

memorial day

date: memorial day weekend, 2013

event: spontaneous decision to go to cabin with nelsons with a 2 week old

notes: funnest nelson get-together yet, hardly saw reese at all due to cousin heaven, lots of 4-wheeling, eating good food, jen nursing her life away in the bedroom, late night chats, perfect crips nights and warm days.