Friday Photo Favorites

Bringing home new friends, responsibilities and life lessons.

That Time Again!

Before each new baby the previous one finally gets a picture hung on the wall. So here you go Anastasia, which one do you like?

1-Five months, and your lips! 

2-Eyes, and you know what I actually like knowing you're a baby with a wet mouth and all.

3-Six month old little photo shoot.

4

5-Same just trying out a different orientation. 

6-Vintage baby wearing Momma's baby dress.

7-Eyes, lips, eyes!

8-Dare you not to smile with this one. Nine months.

9-10 months. 

They go from youngest to oldest.

I try to get one around nine months, however Annie started to really change right at that age so all the really scrumptious baby pictures are more around five to seven months. I think it's the early walking that makes babies grow too fast! However the last picture, being eleven months is such a wonderful picture of my Annie K's personality now. Your early babyhood found you being exceptional content and with the most captivating eyes that seemed to look deep into the person you were looking at. Your lips, so delicate and sweet usually held in a slight smile. 

My Favorites: 2,6,7,8

Friday Photo Favorites

Flower appreciation.

Smarty Pants

We were playing the alphabet game the other night at dinner; name an animal that begins with ABC...got to my turn, "Let's see, I need an animal that begins with 'nnnnn'." George gets super close and says, "Mommee, how bout 'nake'."

Tonight I told him to put his boots away.

As he comes back from his mission he declares, "Mommee, I put my boots....."

"Up?!"

"Nay," look of complete bewilderment "I put down."

Soaking You Up: Baby

I want to soak up one more time having life growing inside me. How you so enjoy being on the left side right now and how you kick and wiggle like crazy when I lay down. I want to be more patience with everyone as you and I get bigger and things become more difficult. I want to cherish the gift of you and the gift of being apart of you. I want to soak up and appreciate the gift of my body, the fact that it has carried six babies and nourished them is a feat on its own. I want to take time to marvel at being pregnant again. To pray for you and anticipate your arrival with joy and excitement. I do not know if you will our baby-baby or not, therefore I want to soak up every bit of you, every moment I have with you even if we can not see each other yet.

Soaking You Up: Anastasia

I want to soak up your delicate hands, your nervousness and yet willingness to continue because you feel safe with your siblings. I want to soak up your need for me, soon you will not need me as much. I want to soak up how you enthusiastically ride, ride, ride the bouncy horse. I want to soak up your cleverness. I want to soak up your budding friendships with your siblings especially this one.

I want to soak up this new discovery.

Soaking You Up: George

I want to soak up your explosion into talking and at least right now your extreme patiences with all of us as we learn Georgianny talk. I want to soak up your goofiness, you really are such a funny little boy/dog/dinosaur/hawk and other creature. I want to soak up you and Annie playing together and how with no words games materialize and fun is had. I want to soak up your need to push and haul and relocate debris and your need for lonely time, usually spent with the trains. I want to soak up your love in the form of hugs and holds and cuddles.