Well...I know it's only February, and I feel like in that light we still have the chance to be blasted with the Winter weather we have been spared of so far. But I heard that Punxsatawney Phil says more Winter we will have. Maybe he means that Winter will start acting like Winter? Although you won't hear me complaining...I know my kiddos would love one good snow.
I was out in the backyard the other day, and noticed lots of little things (aka weeds and random shrubbery that doesn't need me to keep it alive) blooming and with new growth showing. It even smelled like Spring outside. And from the squishing of the mud under my shoes it sounded like Spring too. I had to make a covert mission while the kids were napping. They would not approve of me playing in the mud when they have been told it's a no-way-Jose.
Well, Phil's predictions aside...it was good to hear birds chirping and see some color outside. My camera appreciated it as well. It needed a good workout. We both get tired of taking pictures involving my kitchen table. ;)
Monday, February 6, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Little Big Guy
Jericho had his 4 week check up this past Thursday. He is growing like a weed. A weed that was kind of big anyway. First off, how has it been 4 weeks? But yet at the same time I feel like he's been with us forever. Can't imagine what it was like when we were just 4.
He is gaining weight at a good rate, as in he's going to be playing football by the time he's 5. He's already up to 10lbs 10 ozs, and 22 1/4 inches long. (He was 9.2 and 21 3/4 at birth.) He's in the 75-90th percentile in all those categories. He's kind of a big deal. ;)
I can't believe how fast my baby is growing. Every little thing is bittersweet. (We thought we were done after two kiddos, but after 2.5 years I was able to forget enough of Tirzah's cuh-razy delivery to try for one more.) So glad God put him on our hearts and in our arms. We can't get over how stinking cute he is, and how blessed we are to have these 3 little souls in our care.
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. / Psalm 127:3-5
He is gaining weight at a good rate, as in he's going to be playing football by the time he's 5. He's already up to 10lbs 10 ozs, and 22 1/4 inches long. (He was 9.2 and 21 3/4 at birth.) He's in the 75-90th percentile in all those categories. He's kind of a big deal. ;)
For such a big guy, he still looks so little. He is just now growing out of his newborn outfits, (which killed me just a little...I may have crammed him in a few of them anyway) He's surprisingly not chunky at all...and even seems to have inherited his mommy's chicken legs. (I'm not proud of those exactly, but me and him ran many miles together on those legs.)
I can't believe how fast my baby is growing. Every little thing is bittersweet. (We thought we were done after two kiddos, but after 2.5 years I was able to forget enough of Tirzah's cuh-razy delivery to try for one more.) So glad God put him on our hearts and in our arms. We can't get over how stinking cute he is, and how blessed we are to have these 3 little souls in our care.
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. / Psalm 127:3-5
The second shot is for Simple as That, Sunday Snapshot,
and the third is for Scripture and a Snapshot and The Paper Mama. (Cuz nap time is mommy's party time.)
Check out more {mom}ents at Behind the Camera and Dreaming
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Complimentary
We had one of those mornings the other day. You know the ones where the kiddos remind you of cage fighters. You don't have those at your house? Oh...um,
Anyway I had finally had enough of the bickering. I told the kids to say one nice thing to each other. (Ohmuhword...I am my mother.) They kind of did the blank, blinking stare.
They had nothing. I even made suggestions. (You could say "I like your hair, you're funny, you are nice, etc) Even that didn't seem to get my point across. Merrick even went so far as to say "but I don't like anything of her". Really?
Tizzy finally decided to play along. She (in typical Tizzy Shae fashion) takes a deep dramatic breath, (I'm waiting for something really sweet and kind to come out of that sassy mouth) and says to Merrick..."I like your butt." Hey, I'll take what I can get around here.
Anyway I had finally had enough of the bickering. I told the kids to say one nice thing to each other. (Ohmuhword...I am my mother.) They kind of did the blank, blinking stare.
They had nothing. I even made suggestions. (You could say "I like your hair, you're funny, you are nice, etc) Even that didn't seem to get my point across. Merrick even went so far as to say "but I don't like anything of her". Really?
Tizzy finally decided to play along. She (in typical Tizzy Shae fashion) takes a deep dramatic breath, (I'm waiting for something really sweet and kind to come out of that sassy mouth) and says to Merrick..."I like your butt." Hey, I'll take what I can get around here.
The first shot is for This or That, and the second shot is for Show Off.
The last shot is for YouCapture, and Texture Thursday
The first shot is for {mom}ents at Behind the Camera and Dreaming.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Got Poncho?
You'd think bath time would be associated with clean. Right? And my kids are usually clean after a bath. My bathroom, however, is a mess.
Think Shamu's splash zone. I need a poncho just to get in the door.
But at least they like bathtime. (Except for J-Hawk...he is not a fan.) And at least I have an excuse to make me clean the bathroom floor. Win win. ;)
Think Shamu's splash zone. I need a poncho just to get in the door.
But at least they like bathtime. (Except for J-Hawk...he is not a fan.) And at least I have an excuse to make me clean the bathroom floor. Win win. ;)
The first shot is for Tones on Tuesday, Communal Global,
The last is for Sweet Shot.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Bright Side
You can't have a light without a dark to stick it in. ~Arlo Guthrie
I'm not usually a Pollyanna type. I tend to be a bit of a pessimist. (I don't think I'm a negative person exactly, but I do worry a lot and focus on what is wrong with a situation and try to fix it, instead of appreciating and seeing what may be right.)
So this quote was just a little reminder for me (and you, if you need it...no charge.) to look at the bright side and appreciate the tough times as what they are...a way for me to learn and be more aware and present in the good times.
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