from the last few months of clan mac chaos!
Max and Mercy holding hands as they play outside, taking a stroll...
Sam sitting up!
The first time Mercy uttered my favorite words...I Love You Mama...which she then taught to her sweet brother...sometime in February. How perfect!
Mercy talking a blue streak...and I can understand!
Max gibbering at me with such an earnest look on his face that I must decipher what he says, even if it takes all day.
Sam grabbing my face with BOTH hands and planting the sloppiest of baby kisses...sometime in February. How perfect...again!!
Walking in the door to see my son with a ponytail sticking off the top of his head...the poor dude couldn't see through his bangs anymore and kept tripping. Thus the ponytail crafted by our fave 3rd parent...Becca.
Watching Secretariat with my Big Beans on a rainy afternoon...yelling at the TV and jumping up and down when he wins!
Seeing the look on the my doctor's face when he asked if I enjoyed the drive down to Wilmington without the kiddos and I said...
"Well, when Mercy handed me her poop yesterday, I decided I just couldn't wait to get here!"
Chalk Art in the driveway on those (finally) sunny days!
My heart swelling with pride when my 8 year old gave a presentation on our family Mission project at school... in front of over 100 people!
Days that Mercy leaves her diaper on with it's contents intact.
Discovering that Charley is starting to read!
Listening to Eva learn to play the piano!
Hearing Mercy try to sing our "school."
Seeing Sam with a toothy grin, thanks to his first 2 teeth, who made their appearance as a duo in early March...
Sweet kisses between tantrums from my Charley bean...
Watching the same Charley bean deciphering words...
AND...Remembering that these are the little years. Figuring out ways to love them. And being so grateful that I accidentally got 5 instead of 3. :-0
Sunday, March 06, 2011
Saturday, March 05, 2011
I live for...
little moments like that....
You know that country song? Sing it just a bit for me. Then read all about the moments whose time and date escapes me, but whose details, praise the Lord, don't.
Sam sat up, now he sits...and he rolls...and he scooches a bit. He has this hysterical method of rolling his fat little body from side to side with his giantly cloth diapered butt high in the air as he tries mightily to reach whatever object is just outside his little stratosphere...It's almost like a crippled caterpillar. HA, I love baby ingenuity! His appetite is epic for this family of light eaters (save for Charley,) his demeanor beyond sweet, and his presence in our family? Precious! So very precious.
He's my last sweet, snuggly, smooshy, smunchy baby. And my bigs are getting so much bigger...I'll blink and before I know it, they'll be grown and I'll wonder where all the time has gone.
And then I'll look at pictures and read this silly blog...and I"ll remember.
Love,
The Mommy
You know that country song? Sing it just a bit for me. Then read all about the moments whose time and date escapes me, but whose details, praise the Lord, don't.
Sam sat up, now he sits...and he rolls...and he scooches a bit. He has this hysterical method of rolling his fat little body from side to side with his giantly cloth diapered butt high in the air as he tries mightily to reach whatever object is just outside his little stratosphere...It's almost like a crippled caterpillar. HA, I love baby ingenuity! His appetite is epic for this family of light eaters (save for Charley,) his demeanor beyond sweet, and his presence in our family? Precious! So very precious.
He's my last sweet, snuggly, smooshy, smunchy baby. And my bigs are getting so much bigger...I'll blink and before I know it, they'll be grown and I'll wonder where all the time has gone.
And then I'll look at pictures and read this silly blog...and I"ll remember.
Love,
The Mommy
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