Fun in the sun!

Gabe is getting too big for the tricycle. Time for a big boy bike. Stay tuned....
Boogers for sale! Any takers. Poor girl is teething like mad.
Our princess basking in the sunlight.

Eleven months...

My beautiful girl is growing older...

She is crawling like a pro.
She claps for everyone and everything.
She eats everything.
She still likes to nurse, lately at midnight?!
She is in love with her brother.
She loves long walks in the stroller.
She loves the action at the gym daycare and the church nursery.
She befriends everyone.
She repeats every word we say, mostly, but especially the "b" words.
She's a true, die-hard mama fan.
She is 18 pounds of pure cuteness.
She is my last baby.
She's growing up too fast.

The Princess Party

Ryley had her 4th birthday at Storyland in the castle. Gabe was a knight. It was a blast until Gabe decided to run away and disappear from us for nearly 5 minutes. For those of you with children, you can imagine the panic that goes through your mind.

We found him playing by himself in the Old Woman's shoe, not scared, not realizing that it is not a good idea to run away from your parents. We left that party early and wished we could go home to a stiff drink, but thanks to our current diet, we resorted to Crystal Light flavored water.

Show your muscles!

These boys are too funny. Gabe wants to be just like his daddy. How cute! I had a good laugh on this one. Hope you do, too. The video is Arnold's body building movie, in case you all want to go out and rent it. We, of course, own a copy.

Another mad morning

Do you ever just have one of those mornings; where the kids didn't sleep great, yet your husband did, you are wearing mismatched pjs, your mascara is smudged so you look like a raccoon, the coffee pot contains just enough for you to enjoy about 3 tablespoons of coffee, and your husband is out with his friends enjoying a nice morning together. Ugh!
Well, I had an attractive morning. Both kids were cranky, too. Teething baby and whiny 3-year-old. Fun times.
So, I summoned my lovely husband home via the great invention of texting. He came home early to my rescue like my knight in shining armour. Then I enjoyed a nice leisurely lunch with my big sis at a Thai food place. Yum.
Now, I'm refreshed. Both kids are napping. Tanner has fallen asleep in Gabe's bed....again.
I just love a quiet house and the little sounds of my tapping on the keyboard.
Well, yet again I am feeling God's best blessings in my life. Great kids, awesome husband, and a full tummy. Amazing how a nice lunch can change a morning full of bitterness and untamed aggression.

The kids being funny again.

The sandbox flooded this year: proof that it does rain here.

My boy eating his popsicle off the ground.

Little miss monster face returns!

Claire went golfing.

My amazing husband....

I have the most amazing husband in the whole world. Sorry to the other married ladies out there, but it's true.
A typical day for him:
He rises at four a.m., goes to work by five, trains client after client for seven hours, picks up Gabe from preschool at noon, comes home and puts Gabe down for a nap, plays with Claire, does the dishes, does the laundry, goes back to work at two p.m., works out, trains more clients til five p.m., comes home, plays with kids, helps with dinner, cleans up dinner, bathes, reads, prays, and sings to Gabe for bedtime, fixes everything in the house including my recent flat tire, and he then makes time to sit and talk with me.
And in between all of that, he mops the floor, cleans the bathrooms, and rubs my back.
I am the most fortunate wife on Earth.
I don't know how he does it all, but I feel truly blessed to be married to such a wonderful husband of almost nine years. He is the best dad I know and he is always striving to be better. I just had to brag about him. How could I not?