We are just cruising along, enjoying each day, enjoying the fun ages the kids are at now, and enjoying the time we have together. We have been working on a few little projects around the house (remember the pink fairy bedroom? Not pink any more! No more purple trim! No more fairies! YAY!), and I have been trying to keep up with the everyday things (I think it may be a lost cause, but I'll be darned if dirty dishes and piles of laundry get the better of me!). Lee is sweet and funny, Wyatt is busy and funny, Jana is sweet and over her flu, and Skeeter is furry and funny. And sweet.
We have a coven (?) of squirrels around here, so Skeeter spends a lot of his outside time barking. You can hear said barking in the house, and every so often Lee will translate the barks. Yesterday I was sitting in the front room feeding Jana, and I heard Lee let Skeeter out. As he walked back into the kitchen he started muttering the translation. I don't know if he knew I could hear him, which made the following little dialogue all the more funny.
Skeeter: Bark! Bark!
Lee, under his breath: My yard! Mine!
Skeeter: Bark bark bark!
Lee, quietly: Who are these strange creatures?
Skeeter: Bark! Bark bark bark!
Lee: I am master of this domain!
Skeeter: Bark bark bark bark!
Lee, softly: Get away from my yard! It's mine! I'll eat you!
I am so lucky to have found Lee, not only because he is wonderful and handsome and kind and hard-working, but also because he has my most favorite sense of humor, and I can't stay in a bad mood when I'm around him!
I brought a balloon home the other day for Wyatt to play with, but it turned out Jana really liked it too! I love the look of total awe on her face.
She laughed and kicked and wiggled like crazy while she played with it.
The first time I heard Jana do a real belly laugh was while Wyatt was smacking the balloon she was holding. I'd heard it said, but now know how true it is that the sound of your children laughing together is pretty much the best sound in the world.
Finally, a solution to how to dress a tall boy with no hips or waist to speak of!
I walked in the front room and found Jana buried.
The cute little culprit wasn't far off. "Wyatt, we don't bury sis, ok?" "Ok!"
Wyatt really loves Mickey, and tends to his needs. When Wyatt is busy playing with something else, he puts Mickey in the swing and turns it on for him.
A handy Mickey-carrying case.
Skeeter loves the day the dog food bin gets refilled!
Wyatt has always been very interested in the camera, and lately he's decided that pictures must be better if you get as close to the lens as possible.
Bundled up and ready to go!
If you say "walk" or anything that rhymes with it, you'd better be willing to follow through. He takes walks very seriously!
It's kind of sad how excited I was that it was warm enough to get the kids out. A whopping 28 degrees, and yet much warmer than it has been...
Man, that's a lot of snow!
So it's not swaying palm trees, but the cold does provide it's own kind of beauty.
Before you call me nuts, I feel compelled to explain why I feel winter walks are worth all the hassle of gathering blankets, hats, coats, gloves, a collar and a leash- these were taken 12 minutes after we got home (seriously, I watched the clock).