Showing posts with label kids09. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kids09. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2009

miss mace


i love this picture of macy. she's a little ball of sunshine!

Sunday, May 17, 2009

First of Many

It was a busy weekend! And as much as I long for the times when the hubby and I can date alone, I love being at home with my kids too. So, sometimes being scheduled with adult things leave me longing for the child-like things. For example, I love to listen to Garrett play in his room with his "guys" and "stuff". I captured this moment and hope to capture many more, because in about 3 years I probably won't be privy to see or hear this kind of play. I could be wrong. However, here is the first of many more "just playing" pictures I hope to capture. Note: garrett in his garage sale cowboy boots playing in his room with his tub of Toy Story toys before church. P.S. I'm especially sweet on the "koooshshhhh sound that's coming from his mouth".

Saturday, May 16, 2009





Macy is full fledge into the "pouring" stage. Pouring water from one cup to the other, pouring into an ice chest into a bucket, into the flowers. I'm so glad it's warm enough (some days lately) that a bucket and some water=fun for Macy!

These are some pictures of her doing just that.
I love my "mae mae".

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Another Ordinary Day,



Garrett's been fascinated with David and Goliath lately. He has 1 Sam: 17:49 pretty much memorized and we act it out constantly, taking turns being David and Goliath. It's really cute. However, when we read of Moses parting the Red Sea the other day-it was on! So, I whipped out some of my spontaneous teacher skills, a Nemo boat, a straw, and some army guys and we decided we could act this one out too. And here's the result: Garrett is parting the "Red Sea" with his straw and using his army guys to act it out. I'm pretty sure he'll remember this story too. Hmmm, any suggestions on how to teach "love my mommy and obey her always?".

On the other hand, when we're not inside, sleepily eating chips or acting out violent stories, we're out playing with the neighbors.