Wordless Wednesday

Who's there?

It's always something with the littles...it never fails that when springtime rolls around, so do the illnesses. Dutch has been fighting what we thought was just allergies or maybe even a cold, but it just wasn't getting any better, in fact, it only seemed to be getting worse. I took him to the doctor this morning to find out he has walking pneumonia. Yes, walking pneumonia. Great. Just what I wanted to hear to start off a super busy week. He is on antibiotics so hopefully we will see an improvement in the next couple of days. Until then, no school for him and no breaks for me! It really could not have come at a better time, considering my parents/mom/help will be in Vegas the rest of the week so I will be "working" for them this week. Please sense my sarcasm.

Anyhow, we will get a break this weekend when we, among others, will host a baby shower for some dear friends of ours, Austin & Derek. Bobbie will be keeping the kids overnight so we can have a little fun with lots of our friends :) Love my babes, but I need them well and I need a break from being cooped up!

Bottle It Up

I really wish I could just bottle up some of these memories we are making so that I can relive them years from now! I love the smiles, laughs, silly comments, silly faces, hugs, kisses - even the cries at times. My babies put the biggest smile on my face everyday!

Here are a few reasons why:

The silly smile hanging with daddy

These smiling faces together

The sweet big brother

This Buddha belly

This ham for the camera

Blessed in Every Way!

The last weekend of March, we had both kids baptized, together, at Westminster. It was a beautiful day and the kids were perfect! We were a little nervous not knowing exactly how they would react when a) the minister (a stranger to them) would hold them and b) sprinkle water on their heads. To our surprise, Lane didn't freak out and Dutch, although squirmy at times, was quiet and behaved. It was a perfect day shared with friends and family!

Tell Me Lies, Tell Me Sweet Little Lies

Yesterday Dutch came home from school with all sorts of stories...

First, he told me that a girl in his class was put into time out and she cried and cried. The reason she was put into time out is because she hit the teacher (probably not true) and told the teacher NO! Then, the lies (probably shouldn't call them lies - as they are "stories") really started - the teachers started hitting each other and one of them was crying. He said it was a very loud, mean day! I know this not to be true - I mean, really, the teachers crying and hitting each other! I couldn't help but think to myself - "And here we go!". Children have the most amazing imaginations and skewed vision of how things actually go down that you just cannot help but love their outrageous stories!

This morning, I asked him how he slept and if he dreamt about anything. His response - "I dreamt about you, mama! I always do!" - just melts my heart! Who cares if he really doesn't dream about me or that he probably has no idea what a dream is at this point and more than likely cannot remember them!