Smells Like Popsicles

Yup, I went there.

The opportunity presented itself so I just did it. If it had been more socially acceptable, I would have thrown my arms around Denard and gotten a picture of me with him too.
Rick was mildly embarrassed taking the pictures. Mallory didn’t want to be in the picture (she’s looking at me who snuck out of the frame just as Rick took the picture), and Carson was just mad it wasn’t Biggie he was getting his picture taken with.

This young man is special. Every single person that has interacted with him talks about how cute and polite and real he is.
Last …

Carson, stb

Just me & my boy.

We did a super fun (secret) photo session of the kids yesterday evening.
Afterwards, Carson let Rick take a picture of us.
I might get this blown up like 5’ x 6’.
Because that’s how much I love this picture.

Carson, Mallory

Just My Kids

Just my kids again. Oh right, it’s my blog. I don’t need to tell you that. You already know these are my kids.
Anyway, I was playing with my new lens again the other day. The kids were on the porch watching Rick spray fertilizer. Mallory shared her tootsie pop with her brother while she tried to measure him.
This is my life.

Mallory

Mom is boring

MCB: “Mom, what day did you get boring?”
Good thing I knew that she meant “what day did you get BORN?”, as in “when is your birthday?”.

Carson

Non-Stop

Carson’s words just keep coming and coming.
It may have taken him almost 26 months to learn it, but once he started using “Mommy momma moooooommmmmmm”, he mastered it very quickly.
It’s not fun when it’s being screamed from his crib when he should be sleeping, but having it yelled “HI MOMMMMMMMY!” when I get to daycare in the afternoon or when I walk in his room in the morning makes my insides smile. His “dayee” (daddy) usage is climbing, but “mommy” still tops the charts.
Tonight on our walk he found a new sentence: “Mommy! Ait!” for “mommy, WAIT!” while he ran …

coops, Mallory

My miles

I got a new lens the other day, which meant I wanted to play and play and play with it. Mallory was my semi-unwilling model. Unwilling in the sense that she wouldn’t sit and let me actually practice for reals, but willing in the sense that she would smile while doing her running, because she had to do her “miles” with her jogging stroller.

Pay no mind to the orange V-8 juice mustache.

That’s my iPhone on the front of her stroller so she could have music while did her “miles”.

Oh, and you probably forgot we have a dog. Here he is.

Carson, Mallory

Gentle Feet

Mallory wanted to take Cooper for a walk today because she wanted to push her jogging stroller around the block.
I can’t get over how chunk-a-licous Carson’s legs look in these pictures. He is starting to lose some of his chunk but his legs honestly look like tree trunks in these mesh shorts and the little white socks and adidas shoes. I can’t STAND it.

With all the rain we’ve had, the kids & I have done some worm hunting. Which then morphed in to Carson hunting for every bug and worm and dead dandelion stem (because when dandelions are dead, their …

Carson, Mallory

Whatever works, I guess

The past two nights are the first nights in forever that Mallory didn’t fall asleep in our bed and didn’t have a fit about it.
We just set up the little toddler bed in Carson’s room, because we think he’s getting close to trying to climb out of his crib. Carson thought his new bed was pretty cool, but chose his crib at bedtime.
Mallory, however, wanted to sleep in the little bed in his room so we let her. Rick and I are still amazed that we didn’t hear one word from either of them and they both fell right asleep …

house, neighbors, rb, stb

Won’t you be my neighbor

Who wouldn’t love living in a neighborhood like ours, with neighbors that text you at 8.30p asking “Are your kids asleep? Want to come have a beer on the deck?”
Um, OK!

But I do have to share this picture, because I can…sometimes we live in the Dexter trailer park, like when the aforementioned neighbors put all their deck furniture out in the yard and start grilling on the grass. How embarrassing! Luckily they had their deck stripped and put back together before they invited us for beers.

Carson, Mallory

So many outfits, so little time

If only I really could take fantastic pictures of my kids in every “I TOTALLY want to take a picture of them in that outfit!” outfit.
The reason this doesn’t happen as often as you’d think it should is because my kids are completely and totally sick of the camera. Pretty fun to be a photographer and your favorite subjects run from you, screaming “NOOOOO!!!!”
Here is the infamous Dominican “Gepluglick” (Republic) sundress and an overly adorable pink & white button down shirt. Add in a gorgeous day and grass that was finally starting to turn green, and some kids who were …

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