family blog and pictures/videos
it’s probably obvious by our pictures, that I’m a homebody. I’m happiest when there’s no agenda and we are free to fill the day with whatever comes our way. That usually includes lost of art projects, outside play, dress-up and playing “family.” of coarse there are a few tantrums and crying spells peppered throughout 
little meadow is a coveted guest at all sleep overs. she loves the attention and is often talking up a storm.
I’d love to write an eloquent heartfelt post about all i’ve learned, felt and been challenged by this week. But a little someone
has a cold and has not been sleeping, leaving me without much brain power. So here’s a bit of our day in pictures.
Meadow has no interest in rolling over, which according to “them” she should be doing by now. She has however, mastered sitting-up.
if i were Meadow, i’d work on the rolling. At least then, she would have a small chance of escaping a certain four-year-old, who thinks her sister exist for the sole purpose of being squeezed, squished and kissed 24/7.
she’s probably safest here, as my happy helper.
In the afternoon, we headed outside with the neighbors, to try out Gavin’s new skateboard.
with thighs like these, you can’t help but accessorize them, i might be a little obsessed.
I’ve been having some fun playing with my new Rebel T3camera. Yes, I’ve left the nikon world, and can now join all the cool kids in the Canon camp. Ainse stepped out onto the patio and i was able to get some fun shots.
at first i began to edit them in color,
but then i loved the way her freckles come alive in the black and white.
A perfect day to find beauty in the ordinary. A quiet day at home. An afernoon filled with a party of friends, fun and treats!
Head over to a bit of sunshine to see where others found beauty today.
morning java in my favorite cup before i’m joined by the masses
having a morning chat with dad
waffles and watermelon for breakfast
my freckled model
an apology with a kiss, recieved with a smile
vintage
party dress
ball park frank at the baseball party
the crew
the pinata needed a little help 
It’s official. My girls are off to “real school.” We home-schooled last year and they’ve been counting down the days till “real school” ever since. There were some nerves a few tears but mostly excitement on my side and theirs. The next day they even woke-up begging to go back. Before I know it we’ll be dropping off at kindergarten, then ill be the one with nerves and tears.
Not only have we been busy with preschool but we’ve been busy in the pool. With a crazy heat wave, there’s no better place to be.
it was a beautiful day to celebrate one very special guy. welcome to four Gav! I hear it’s way cooler than three
With each day I get a new glimpse into Meadows’ personality. She definitely becoming a little character, carving out her place in the family. If she wasn’t so cute I’d be a lot more grumpy about her recent nighttime shenanigans.
It’s been a busy couple of weeks. We’ve been busy hanging with friends, traveling to San Jose, preparing for the upcoming Mops year and getting ready for our first year of preschool.
Meadow will be four months next week (how is that even possible?) She has found her voice and loves to add her two cents into the conversations around here (which are plenty) She has begun to have control over her hands and is mesmerized by her toys. She spends much time chewing on them.
The big girls start preschool next week and celebrated the occasion with Haircuts. They are excited. I doubt they will even realize I am not there. They spend their days making up games, cutting and taping anything in their paths, playing family and asking me 10,000 questions throughout the day. Today they wanted to know who will die first. I said I wasn’t sure. Ainsley decided she hopes I die first, that way she can play way more games with Dad! The job of mother, so unappreciated!
A favorite activity at Grandma Robbi’s is to decorate the Easter Tree. NO matter the season, the Easter tree will make an appearance from the attic and be in full decor before our visit is complete.
it’s good to be home. back to the pool. story time and apparently the best thing in the world… games with dad.
well, i do suppose that look on her face just might be worth dying for
