Friday, September 11, 2015

Friday Photo Favorites


You told me just a few weeks ago with your most adorable puppy dog eyes and sweetest pouty lips that you would stay my baby and let "Annie Anne" grow up instead. I know, I know I would be a fool to believe you wholeheartedly. You were convincing. And maybe I thought you would honor your word, however this past week you have exploded in bigness. All on your own you decided to transition to the big boy bed and at times into the boy room. Oh how happy you make your biggest brother when you sleep with him. Your vocabulary and command of your words have exploded too. You excitedly show me "air-pane, air-pane" all day. I do love this age! How discoveries are soooo big and wonderful and exciting and just all day long. You talk, talk, talk all day now and when you aren't talking, and whoo-whooing with your trains you are singing. Oh to bottle you and this age! Before you fell asleep the other day sweet little songs were waffing from your bed and you had set up your Teddy and Woof-Woof and were happily singing away to them. 

There is still a struggle in you though, I see it. You want to be big, but wonder if you still need to be little at times too. Your love language is most definitely touch and you wonder if being big means less cuddles...let me assure you it does not. I will cuddle you as long as you will let me, even throughout boy smell years. 
You will always be my baby.

You all will always be my baby. 


Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Your Lovely Face: Week 36


Your Crabapple Face.


Your Brilliant Way to Harvest Those Tiny Little Apples Face.




Your So Many Crabapples Face.


Your Everything Tiny is Automatically Cute Face.


Your Tiny Harvester Face.


Your One, Two, Three, Jump Face.


Your Munching on the Crop Face. 


Your, Whew That's A Lot of Work Face.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Your Lovely Face: Week 35

Your Lovely Saint Exchange Face.





  

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Your Lovely Face: Week 34


Your Picked That Pumpkin Out of Our Compost, It Grew By Itself, Who Knew Face.


Your Cowboy Aim Face.


Your Cowboy Thinking Face.


Your So Many Pears Crazy Face.



Your Open Up Annie Ann, Somebody Has to Feed the Baby Face.



Your Pear Baby Face.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Prayer

"For Annie to grow up in a Mommy. And especially me to grow up into a Mommy, real soon."


Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Monday, August 17, 2015

Please Remember:

Please remember our trips and adventures. Remember, oh please remember seeing the ocean for the first time. Remember, cool nights in Michigan and your first smoore! Remember Fruncle Matty's ordination and Uncle Tim and Aunt Jessica's wedding. Remember the birthday bashes and silly times with cousins. Remember all the "bigs" in your life; first time riding a bike, that special birthday, first time camping, you know, all the big stuff. Remember, please oh please remember some of the more calm times too, the ones where we do not have to travel to enjoy one another. Remember last night! Remember the beautiful meal we had...the abundance of mashed potatoes for you, Avery. Remember how you said you loved going over to Gia and Poppy's on Sunday's because that meant Poppy would get you something special to drink. Remember how sweet Sunday's are with your dessert. Remember how you set up a game of baseball between yourselves and just enjoyed the evening. Nothing fancy, nothing planned just us, a family relaxing and being together. Remember these moments too. Remember hitting the ball, cheering on one another and running faster and jumping further and laughing and getting over hurts and frustrations because really its more fun on the field than off. Remember how much fun we have with each other and remember how much you are part of us.