Saturday, January 23, 2010

Any given Sunday...

Sundays at our house are normally pretty low-key, playing catch up or spending time with family. Recently my sister, Robyn, came to play with the kids and join us for dinner. Here are a few pictures of the fun:

Robyn is the artist in our family, so Carter always has fun with her. This day they were using Carter's new art set to create some lovely pictures. And as you see, his new bike helmet was protecting his head the whole time. He got a scooter for Christmas from my parents and they got him a helmet to go with it. Mom bought a size 5, thinking he'd have room to grow into it. Not so much...we couldn't even get it on his head! So she exchanged it for a helmet for an 8 year old. I'm sure it's cause he gets his brains from him Mom! Ha! He's been wanting to wear the helmet in the car lately. I can only imagine what people are thinking as they pull up next to us...

While they were working on the masterpieces, Matt was tightening up the legs on our kitchen table which were starting to wobble. Campbell, not wanting her Daddy to miss anything, was right there helping him out.

After she was sure he had everything under control she decided to kick back on the floor and start singing. She has been doing this a lot lately - laying down with her feet in the air just having a ball. It cracks me up every time! I think this picture is so cute and perfectly captures our little lady. She has really developed so much personality the last few months. Our once passive and laid back gal is now quite spunky and so funny. I'm not sure what we ever did without her!

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Cherishing the moment...

So I'm sitting at the computer doing my best to get caught up on the never ending piles of paperwork. The house is silent, both kids are taking naps after a fun morning at the Science Museum with Aunt Brookie, Cousin Chesney (today's her first birthday...Happy Birthday Chesney!) and Gran.

A few moments ago I hear the swoosh-swoosh-swoosh of movement down the stairs and my sweet little boy appears and asks if he can sit in my lap. I clear the way and let him climb up. In no time he is asleep again. He's hot and sweaty, and truth be told, the boy I will always picture in my mind as a baby hardly fits in my lap anymore. Instead of thinking about how uncomfortable I am and he must be, though, I'm choosing to cherish this moment. Because my sweet boy is sound asleep in my lap and I know moments like this won't happen much longer. Carter Michael - I love you more than life.

Please excuse the mess in the background...I told you I was working on it!