Friday, February 25, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
almost five...
Marlo's birthday is just two months away. I can't believe she will be five years old. She's all registered for kindergarten and she's totally ready, but I'm not!
She's at preschool two days a week. She loves it, and she never wants to leave when I come to pick her up. Kinda breaks my heart a little, but at least I know we chose the right place, right?
Such a sweet and happy girl, even if she sometimes doesn't want her picture taken.
She's at preschool two days a week. She loves it, and she never wants to leave when I come to pick her up. Kinda breaks my heart a little, but at least I know we chose the right place, right?
Such a sweet and happy girl, even if she sometimes doesn't want her picture taken.
Friday, February 18, 2011
hi, stranger
I've been wanting to post but I haven't taken any pictures lately, and our internet was all ghetto, and I've just been too dang tired.
Hope my throngs of readers forgive me.
I think we are finally on the mend from all our ills (please don't let that jinx me). The boys have had ear infections left and right but they're feeling better. But that doesn't mean they're behaving any better.
Naughty, I tell you. They use anything they can to stand on, even if it's only an inch-thick book, and reach up on the counters or for the blinds or the door locks. No toy is used for its original purpose; it becomes a tool to get at something that is off-limits. Then they run as fast as they can with those stocky little bodies, diapers rustling and feet slapping the floor.
Here they are all fresh from the bath. Those bodies kill me. And yes, they need their hair cut again but they won't hold still and I don't know if it's worth the risk.
Graham
Cash
Graham
Hope my throngs of readers forgive me.
I think we are finally on the mend from all our ills (please don't let that jinx me). The boys have had ear infections left and right but they're feeling better. But that doesn't mean they're behaving any better.
Naughty, I tell you. They use anything they can to stand on, even if it's only an inch-thick book, and reach up on the counters or for the blinds or the door locks. No toy is used for its original purpose; it becomes a tool to get at something that is off-limits. Then they run as fast as they can with those stocky little bodies, diapers rustling and feet slapping the floor.
Here they are all fresh from the bath. Those bodies kill me. And yes, they need their hair cut again but they won't hold still and I don't know if it's worth the risk.
Graham
Cash
Graham