Thursday, July 7, 2011
via iPhone
I have my iPhone handy a LOT more often than I have my camera handy. The pictures may be much {much} better with my Nikon, but I have to say, these iPhone snapshots are priceless. Who would have thought (ten years ago) that one day we'd have technology like this that can fit in our pockets. Amazing.
Princess Marnie helping her daddy mow the back yard.
Britt watching fireworks from daddy's shoulders.
Mar-Mar twirling her little heart out.
Look how long this girl's hair is getting! It looks so different when I straighten it.
she's complex
When your big brother offers to let you wear one of his ninja costumes, but you'd rather be playing with your baby doll, you make it work.
Mommy by day:
ninja by night:
she is...
Ninja Mom!
Thursday, June 30, 2011
like a lightbulb over my head
This glowing girlie is my Kaitlynn. My gal pal. My sister-in-law. My lady. And in that adorable, perfectly round belly of hers is my sweet baby nephew (who Marnie has temporarily named, Frodo). As of 3 days ago, it's been 11 years since I got a new nephew. We're so excited to have another handsome boy join the family! :)
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
yesterday's news
Every one of those things was well worth writing down.
Today he drew pictures of his hamster, the pile of candy he got from his friend's birthday pinata, and wrote that her party was "OSAM!" 5 and a half is a fabulous age. :)
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Britt and Marnie: June 2011
I successfully keep a journal about as often as I vacuum the little grill thing on the bottom of the refrigerator. (i.e. not often)
I promised myself that I will take the time to sit down every few months and blog about all the fun stages (and even the not so fun stages) Britt and Marnie are flying through. They go by faster and faster, and I worry that I may forget their adorable quirks when they turn into moody teenagers.
Marnie.
What a beautiful little godzilla we have. :) She's decided that she's a princess, and dresses accordingly. She would watch Tangled 20 times a day, if we let her. Lately, she's been known to climb atop the table and use it as a stage. Singing, dancing, twirling, giggling...she's a little girl, alright. Aside from her princess dress and eating the cream filling out of Oreos, I'd have to say her favorite thing is reading books. She'll memorize them as we read, then read them back to me. She loves to count things (up to 17), and tries to spell everything like Britt does. He'll say, "bat, B-A-T." and she'll say, "dog, B-O-F." She loves to carry around a notepad and pencil and "take orders" like she works in a cafe. She's been enjoying our mommy-&-me swimming lessons. She's quite a swimmer, but not as brave in the water as Britt was at 2 1/2. Which she assures me is only because she doesn't like for her ears to get wet. What would we do without her persnickety personality?
Britt.
This boy is one-of-a-kind. His favorite things right now are (still) Superheroes (Spider-Man is currently reigning supreme), reading by himself, painting and drawing, swimming, playing T-ball, emptying the dishwasher, playing with his hamster, fighting with his sister (I told you some would be not so fun), hanging out with his 19-year-old uncle and his 19 year-old friends (Britt's pretty sure he's 19 too), playing Scrabble, and watching the PBS series Wild Kratts (SO up his alley). He loves to learn new words and use them in daily speech. Just yesterday he told me that something costs "an extortionate amount of money." He's dying for Kindergarten to start, and wishing we had a pool so he could work on his backstroke everyday. He's still the funniest kid we've ever met.
June 2011
I promised myself that I will take the time to sit down every few months and blog about all the fun stages (and even the not so fun stages) Britt and Marnie are flying through. They go by faster and faster, and I worry that I may forget their adorable quirks when they turn into moody teenagers.
What a beautiful little godzilla we have. :) She's decided that she's a princess, and dresses accordingly. She would watch Tangled 20 times a day, if we let her. Lately, she's been known to climb atop the table and use it as a stage. Singing, dancing, twirling, giggling...she's a little girl, alright. Aside from her princess dress and eating the cream filling out of Oreos, I'd have to say her favorite thing is reading books. She'll memorize them as we read, then read them back to me. She loves to count things (up to 17), and tries to spell everything like Britt does. He'll say, "bat, B-A-T." and she'll say, "dog, B-O-F." She loves to carry around a notepad and pencil and "take orders" like she works in a cafe. She's been enjoying our mommy-&-me swimming lessons. She's quite a swimmer, but not as brave in the water as Britt was at 2 1/2. Which she assures me is only because she doesn't like for her ears to get wet. What would we do without her persnickety personality?
This boy is one-of-a-kind. His favorite things right now are (still) Superheroes (Spider-Man is currently reigning supreme), reading by himself, painting and drawing, swimming, playing T-ball, emptying the dishwasher, playing with his hamster, fighting with his sister (I told you some would be not so fun), hanging out with his 19-year-old uncle and his 19 year-old friends (Britt's pretty sure he's 19 too), playing Scrabble, and watching the PBS series Wild Kratts (SO up his alley). He loves to learn new words and use them in daily speech. Just yesterday he told me that something costs "an extortionate amount of money." He's dying for Kindergarten to start, and wishing we had a pool so he could work on his backstroke everyday. He's still the funniest kid we've ever met.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Twitcher
Saturday was an exciting day around here. Marnie and I spent the day putting on a lovely baby shower for my SIL Kaitlynn (pictures soon to come), and Justin & Britt took a day-trip to Phoenix with Justin's brothers to have a boys' day (among other things). They returned home with this little ball of fur.
She's a Russian dwarf hamster. Britt called her She-rah for the first day (as in, He-man and She-rah), but lately he's decided that Twitcher is a more fitting name. I was a little surprised when they walked in with a hamster that day, but Britt quickly informed me that it is his responsibility, and he will be the one who takes care of it. He's done an amazing job so far. He feeds her, changes her bedding, gives her lots of love and exercise (with a little help from Marnie), and even cleans her running ball if she poops in it.
We all sort of love the fluffy little thing. :) Even though she has to sleep in the laundry room. As we learned, hamsters don't actually sleep at night. They run on their exercise wheels, which can be insanely loud and annoying.
Our sweet puppy is pretty cute with her. He lays down next to her ball and just stares at her. He'll sneak up on her and lick the ball, as if to say, "my instinct tells me you might taste good, but I just want to play with you." Last night Britt told me that he still can't believe he has his own dog AND hamster. He's pretty sure he has the best daddy in the world. (I happen to share his opinion.) :) He's pretty excited that our family is even now: 3 boys and 3 girls. 3 mellow, smart, and easy boys; and 3 loud, cute, and somewhat demanding girls. :)
She's a Russian dwarf hamster. Britt called her She-rah for the first day (as in, He-man and She-rah), but lately he's decided that Twitcher is a more fitting name. I was a little surprised when they walked in with a hamster that day, but Britt quickly informed me that it is his responsibility, and he will be the one who takes care of it. He's done an amazing job so far. He feeds her, changes her bedding, gives her lots of love and exercise (with a little help from Marnie), and even cleans her running ball if she poops in it.
We all sort of love the fluffy little thing. :) Even though she has to sleep in the laundry room. As we learned, hamsters don't actually sleep at night. They run on their exercise wheels, which can be insanely loud and annoying.
Our sweet puppy is pretty cute with her. He lays down next to her ball and just stares at her. He'll sneak up on her and lick the ball, as if to say, "my instinct tells me you might taste good, but I just want to play with you." Last night Britt told me that he still can't believe he has his own dog AND hamster. He's pretty sure he has the best daddy in the world. (I happen to share his opinion.) :) He's pretty excited that our family is even now: 3 boys and 3 girls. 3 mellow, smart, and easy boys; and 3 loud, cute, and somewhat demanding girls. :)
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