Monday, December 14, 2009

Gracie-kins, Please Will You Crawl?

Well, I think she's thinking about it...
Exploring the parts necessary...
Making the move to proper position...
Working on it...
Ha! Made it!
What, actually crawl? Noooo, she must fuss about it much much longer.

Sigh...

Maybe next month.
P.S. Isn't this outfit adorable? Thanks again, Pam!

Friday, December 11, 2009

Bath Time

Gracie likes her bath.
A lot.
Seriously, A LOT.

Noah likes them too.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Thanks for the Exfoliating Face Peel, Noah!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Ouch!

Elise had an accident at school yesterday (she fell face first up stairs with hands in her pockets) that resulted in five stitches to her lip and an impressive road rash on her chin. She was very brave and in remarkably good spirits the entire time and I'm grateful for the ER doctor who knew how to handle stitching up a child. Elise never even knew she had a needle poking her lip! I neglected to think of pictures before she was stitched but here are the after pictures.

Her biggest concern this morning was that the kids at school would see her and laugh. They didn't.

Monday, November 30, 2009

My Babies Around This Age

There may be a six month range for "this age". Who do you think looks most like another? Least?


Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Noah-isms to Remember

Destructo-Boy directing Dad to get down the Lego Avatar Fire Nation Ship: "Be careful with that, Dad!"


Overheard from the solitary 3 year old as he's playing with his legoes: "Oh, my solar plexus!!!"


Friend: "Don't turn of the lights! I'm scared of the dark!"
Noah: "But there aren't no monkeys!"
I'm sure that must have been the concern...

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Elise's Soccer Season

This was Elise's last and best game of the season.
Dad promised a prize if she had ten touches on the ball.

She did it, even if they did lose like 20-0 (but who's counting?(seriously, I don't know if that was the score or not but I wouldn't be surprised.))!

It was very cold that day, hence the coat.

Good job, Elise! (Don't worry, I remember that Dad still owes you!)