I like to brush S's hair with the towel until it's dry (and sticking straight up). For some reason this amuses me greatly. S is not so amused.
"Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God, But only he who sees takes off his shoes, The rest sit 'round it and pluck blackberries."
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Snuggling with Daddy
Look at them all matchy-matchy. I made Justin look that way because they were supposed to both be profile. Mostly it just made him look goofy. I take full responsibility.
That Church thing is just exhausting.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Visiting the Nauvoo Temple
Beautiful bright flowers. A break in the rain. A nice visit to the Temple grounds.
E found several treasures. Later I found them pressed in a book, waiting for some art project.
M squinting because the sun was too bright. Did I mention it was cloudy and rainy?
An attempt at a group photo:
Friday, April 6, 2012
Visiting with Grandma and Grandpa
Riding the carousel:
Rough-housing:
Wearing Grandpa's hat:
Thanks for visiting! We loved having you here.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
It's me again!
Aren't I handsome??? I really like to smile right now. And if people don't hang out around me and make googly faces and funny noises, I show my displeasure by screaming.
I try to get my tongue out and talk like all those wierdos I live with. It is a tricky, tricky business and takes a lot of concentration.
And that wears me out!!!
Friday, March 30, 2012
Honesty
Says M in an honest moment during before bed hysterics:
"I don't care about you. I don't care about anyone. I only care about myself."
Says E in an honest moment after I'd cut my hair:
"It looks the same as before. I don't like it."
Says E when deliberating treat sizes:
"Dad, why is your cake better?"
"Because I am bigger than you."
"But Daddy, how did you get bigger?"
... and yes, she meant that as a rhetorical question.
"I don't care about you. I don't care about anyone. I only care about myself."
Says E in an honest moment after I'd cut my hair:
"It looks the same as before. I don't like it."
Says E when deliberating treat sizes:
"Dad, why is your cake better?"
"Because I am bigger than you."
"But Daddy, how did you get bigger?"
... and yes, she meant that as a rhetorical question.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Enjoying Spring!
Going on a ride with Dad:
My kids have such big heads that E and M wore my helmet, and had to take turns.
This girl is ready to learn how to get rid of those training wheels. I am so bad teaching those kinds of things. Definitely a daddy-daughter date in the future.
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