Tonight was the night for pre-school-jitters father’s blessings. The kids always look forward to this special event. Even Truman and Max realized the importance of it. Tru sat still through his blessing and part of Max’s. He is a wiggle. By the last one, Hannah’s… the littles were restless. This is our life… but it is still good.
I consider it a miracle that everyone was looking and smiling at the same time. We only had to take one photo!
Really – we had some music on for dancing.
I knew he liked “It’s a Beautiful Life” song.
But still … I like his attitude.
Playing now … “Holding out for a hero!”
Hurray for pre-lunch dance time.
Really – can we believe it?
She used to be this tiny babe with her triangle mouth and loads of dark hair…
And now she is this giant toddler with a triangle mouth, rather silly tongue, and even more goldi-locks …
Oh D’liza, we love you so much. You have been such a sweet little spirit to have in our home the past year.
Lately we’ve had lots of little Babushka’s around here. Truman started it by playing with a scarf and I tied it on his head. We love wrapping ‘Liza up like a little Eastern European Grandmama. Max thinks it is oh so very funny and this week has said “Oh, my little Babushka” to Eliza. One day Truman got so mad and said, “Not a Bagusta.” It made me laugh.
The other day the boys were going down the slide into the pool. Someone had pushed the picnic table up close to the pool. Little minds work swiftly and Truman decided to climb onto the table to jump into the pool. I could picture an olympic moment in the backyard when someone cracked their head on the table from slipping. My mind frets like that. Amazingly enough, the boys had an amazing amount of fun with 0 fatalities. That first one of Tru belly flopping is my favorite.
“Mom, did you like my prayer?”
Big cheesy smile by Max.
“Did it make you happy?”
but I guess I’ll just love them.
I struggle to always act like I love my children (like when I lose my patience and holler a bit – oops)
… but oh, how I do love them!!
… each with their own silly personality.
This message is a great one for me…
I sometimes try to force obedience …
remember love, Heather,
LOVE is stronger.
This weekend was for funny dress-ups … sponsored by Miss Hannah. She’s our creative soul who makes fun for the boys. The cowboy evening was comical. Mostly I love Max’s Chinese cowboy hat that he borrowed from me. Tru’s clothes-free Babushka rocked. And this morning Max came up with his pulled-up pants Farmer look. I laughed.
