Growing, and Growing

We're Ready

Ready for Church



All ready to go on a jog.
12 wks old. 14 pounds. 24 inches long.

Yellowstone

Yellowstone 2009

We're under construction

Excuse our mess we're under construction. A better looking blog coming soon.
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Caught!

James has a new trick, instead of simple spitting his pacifier out, he removes it with his hand and flings it. Here he is in the act.


Okay, no comments about the Dr. Seuss outfit, but look at his eyes, he thinks he's being sneaky.



Next step "The Fling" unfortunately I wasn't quick enough to get it on camera.

Odd Duck

Barry is embarrassed of my blog, he won't even read it. He thinks I'm being too obvious of my weirdness. In my old age I'm realizing I can do what I want.

Normal is boring and I'm having fun!

He's honestly not as chubby as he looks.

One of these things

One of these things is not like the other......


Presenting our very own...



Albino Corn!

I know, I know you're all jealous. I'll take a picture of it and e-mail it to you for free if you'd like, then you can pretend you have one too. Hurry this offer won't last long, for some reason I don't think our albino plant is going to be around long.

These are the moments...

This morning as my world slowly came into focus, I found myself laying on my side next to baby James. The morning light was streaming in from the window onto the bed and he was looking up at me with a huge smile -just like an angel. I felt suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. This little boy, this sweet little spirit is a part of me, I am his mother, and will be for eternity. We are bonded together with a seal death and time cannot break. We ARE an eternal family. I have heard that phrase so many times. Yet, today I knew it with all my heart. With tears running down my face I glanced down at my sweet baby and thought of my little family and felt only a tiny sliver of the immense joy that knowledge can bring.

James

Tummy Time



My little boy is 2 months old today.
I have a boy! I'm still getting use to that. He's so masculine, I can see it already, in how he cries, how he looks when he's mad, his voice when he babbles, and in how hard he can squeeze my neck when he gives me loves.

I love you James