Tuesday, July 22, 2014


Recently our bike riding has graduated from round and round the driveway to dirt and jumps.  Before hitting the trail, Bob has to suit up.  The gear is just as important as the activity, of course.  Sometimes I think that seriously these boys are going to kill themselves -- but mostly, if they're confident, then I am. If they think they can do it, then they probably can.

It's fun being your mom, little four and a half year old Pupper!

Saturday, July 19, 2014

drawing lately

We've been doing some drawing on the front porch on rainy days lately, and I'm loving it.  I'm no preschool skills drill sergeant around here.  Mostly the boys do what they like, and mostly Bob isn't much into coloring or drawing.  And usually when he does color, he does everything in pink or purple, and that's it.  But I saw this idea a while back and wanted to try it, and because I let him skip out of rest time Bob obliged me and tried too.  After that he was hooked, and we ended up making a bunch more in the next few days, since we had plenty of afternoon rain.

You can see that Bob's first picture turned out to be more of a color experimentation, but his next one actually came out as an animal!  (A cat -- he drew his on the back of mine.)  We also made a slew of caterpillars, not pictured.

Meg explains the project here.  Clearly she is a much better artist than I am {my owl doesn't even have a beak for goodness sake!} but no matter -- Bobby thought my drawings were awesome.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

two months

Dear Maisy,

Oh, this age is so sweet.  Your great big smiles, they come from nowhere and they melt my heart!  You are happy most of the time; you just want to be with us, and we feel the same about you.  Bobby and Owen cannot get enough -- it's kisses and hugs all day for you, precious one.

You're eating well, sleeping well, growing well... at your two month checkup on the 7th you weighed in at just under ten and a half pounds, and measured 21 inches or so.  It's amazing how quickly you've transformed from a wrinkly little newborn to a chubby chinned baby!

As much as I wish I could halt time at every stage, the growing is okay too, because getting to know my daughter?  It's pretty rad.

I love you so.

xo, mom.

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