there was a plea to go downtown to the bead shop
which landed us at the coffee shop first
punkin muffins and vanilla milk…coffee for me.
after a rough morning of bickering
(one of the most draining things i can experience)
and then having to show me they could handle themselves in public
we were ready to make the day sweeter
waiting…let’s gaze out the window and watch the cars
waiting…let’s make faces whether the camera is close or not
ah, sweetness arrives
due to attention span and the ability to self-monitor,
these used to be the times reserved for only naomi and me
but micah has grown into these times too…and loves it.
8 thoughts on “sweetness arrives”
Very nice…& patient of you. I love the new look…Xxx
I LOVE the picture of N & M together! A CLASSIC!!!
A glimpse into my future… Thank you! ;)
makes me hungry….
it’s fun to see them evolve isn’t it? for so long i never thought past that baby stage…because we were always having babies. and now we can so many grown up things together when there are only a few of them.
good job remembering to capture those moments.
i realize i forget the bigger kids sometimes with the camera.
I like the new look of the blog!! These kids keep growing, I think you need to put bricks on their heads to slow it down. Oh..forget that…I forgot, I tried it and it doesn’t work.
I LOVE the pouty picture! That’s real life, isn’t it? Let’s go out for coffee.
ok the first shot has me in giggles. Pretty funny. Something to look forward to when my little one grows and when another joins the family.
TRACKS IN THE SNOW:— I used to tell a story of the influence of an example. The story is about a father who told his little [3 or 4 year-old] to stay home – he had an errand to do [like going to a bar to D-R-I-N-K]. Outside the snow lay thick on the lawn. The father took off — after a while he stopped and looked back -.-.-. WWOOWW!!!!!! His little son was trying to follow him step by step… The father turned around, picked up his son, having learned the power of the example he had set for his little boyand went home. Kristin, we love your blog. LOVE AND PEACE! Oma and Opa.