Valentine Photo Shoot

I wanted to enter Micah in a cloth diaper photo shoot so Shawn and I racked our brains on how we could make a picture different from any other.

BALLOONS!!!! 

Of course why not add balloons. Daddy is amazing at making anything out of balloons, Micah loves balloons and who wouldn't love a photo with some awesome balloon flowers and hearts in it.

He smiled but not at the camera

and sat real still for a minute.

He held the heart and flowers for a few minutes

but refused to look at the camera.

He threw the flowers at me

and ran away.

He pulled the flowers off the wall

 
                                    

and fell over in absolute bordem.

Then he looked right at me and gave me the best SMILE!

and turned around to show his butt:)

He tried running away again

But quickly came back for some candy.

CHEESE!!!!

After the photo shoot he asked for mm's and layed on the floor to enjoy his win!

It was a very fun little photo shoot, I spent most of it laughing out loud at him and us. I just love the memories this little wonderful boy gives me:)

Family Day:)

I absolutely love having my family over to play and have fun with,  especially when we have no plans at all and can just relax. Today the kids played and played and played while us adults chatted and snapped pictures and awwwed over how cute they were (and we passed the baby A LOT). 

I got to snuggle a baby:) EEEKKK

The kids played in almost every room.

We watched a movie

Dax wore this shirt just for me:)

We tried really hard to get a pic of us and our babies

 



Dax ate a TON!!!!

We all got in on the fun.

 

We tried so hard to get all of us in one picture but had no one to take it:(

The kids all played well together

Dax ate some more

 

What a great day !

 

Happy Birthday Nana

Today is Nana's birthday so we just had to make sure she felt special:)

You have been an AMAZING Nana from day one! You love on me like no one else.

Oh how comfy you are to take a little nap on and snuggle with,

or just sit and chill with.

I love having lunch with you

and getting all dressed up and going to parties with you.

 

I love playing with you

and all your fancy jewels:)

Did I mention playing dress up is so much fun when I'm with you!

Your kisses are the best

I love to take those silly things off your face

grab those shiny things off you neck

and look inside your mouth.

Opening presents is so much fun

especially when they are from you.

We sure do know how to giggle!

I love all the toys you wear.

My favorite time ever is when you share your ice cream with me:)

Playtime is awesome with you

Love that we match sometimes

and that you will sit with me while I nap.

You always share your ice with me

and give me lots of kisses.

Tada!!! My Nana and Me:)

Halloween is always a blast with you

and of course you get all the loving you want if you are offering ICE!!!

I love that you are not afraid to play in the leaves with me

and watch my favorite cartoons with me

and we can just relax by the fire.

 

Nana, I am so blessed to have you in my life, you give so much of yourself to me and I appreciate it so much. Looking through all our memories together shows me how much you have grown in the last year and a half.

 

I love you

Micah

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Do you ever wonder?

Do you ever wonder how other people parent?

Do you ever wonder what a day in the life of a friend is like?

Now that I am a mommy to a wonderful, energetic, little guy, I wonder just what other mommies do all day. Do they play with their children constantly throughout the day? Do they do chores and let them play with thier toys?

Is it weird that i wonder how other households work?

I just wonder.

A poem

The story goes just like many have before


The act, the guilt, and the sound of a slamming door.

The decisions of a kid, thought to be a man

Become much greater, than just a slap on the hand.

It sends him down a path, few travel, none enjoy

How could all this happen? He still is just a boy!



All eyes are cast upon him, as he enters in the room.

The clank of chains, the look of fear, you sense the evil doom.

He sits alone, his head looks down, his hands are full of sweat

As people talk, accuse and shout, how much you will regret.

The gavel strikes, the judge speaks out, the verdict, all the blame

You should have known, you can't go home, it all is such a shame.



It's hard to hear, it's tough to see

He's a criminal to you; he's a son to me!



The pain lives on, consumes your thoughts, arrises every day

You think about him, close your eyes, and take time to pray.

His mothers tears, flow for years, washing like the rain

His fathers fears, the fading cheers, the loneliness and pain.

Memories fading, thoughts and plans, all hopes and dreams

Are captured now, behind bars, in the midst of silent dreams.



It's hard to hear, it's tough to see

He's a number to you; he's a son to me!



As God looked down, he must have frowned, at justice defined by man

He saw the blood, of His own son, heard the nail drive through His hand.

No bar's can hide, no walls can hold in, a man whose heart is free

For what He lost, upon the cross, became freedom for you and me.

He sent someone to pay the cost, to die for the lost and the weak

As I look up, the heaven's shake, I hear the voice of God speak.



It's hard to hear, it's tough to see

He's a Savior to you; he's a son to me!

All is forgiven, all is fogot

It was nailed upon a tree!



Mark Moore