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This moment…
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from our lives.
A simple, special, memorable moment.
A moment I want to pause, savor and keep close to my heart.
If you are inspired to do the same–leave us a link in the comments.
Happy Conference weekend everyone.
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All you need in the world is love and laughter. That’s all anybody needs. To have love in one hand and laughter in the other.”
August Wilson
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So we wait, and wait for the sniffles and sneezes and coughing to back off a bit so that we can take the little people to the pediatrician for their “Well Baby” check ups. Funny how that works–isn’t it?
Beckham loved the tiny light that made his fingers glow…
and was good with sticking out his tongue and saying, “Ahhhh.”
But when the doctor said, “May I look in your ears for a second?” he wasn’t having any of it.
She checked his tummy and heart and reflexes just fine, but he spent the rest of the check up with his hand over his ear…you know, just in case. Silly guy.
But Lily? She listened to her own heart, and stuck out her own tongue just at the right moment…
and giggled with the ear peeking and tummy rubs.
She loved it!
Now in the interest of full disclosure–I’ll admit, they didn’t really like the next part. You’ll notice that there are no pictures for their very first immunizations. That’s because I was on the “distraction committee” so that two three-year-olds didn’t turn into sixty-four wild hyenas.
Turned out–they were good little sports and got over the poke quite bravely.
Of course, Grammy’s bag of Jelly Bellys didn’t hurt one bit either.
Been around the block myself, you know.
heh, heh.
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Happy Birthday Big Brother!
Happy Birthday Cynthia!
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Watch “Dane’s Wish”
Finally, finally finished with all three doll houses. Tinkerbell. Ponyo. Cars. And I do believe our little ones loved them.
See for yourself…
Happy Housewarming my little lovelies!
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Watch “Dane’s Wish”
I’m certain that if it was in my power–
to hold them still and keep them in this time and space…
I would be tempted to do it–for a while longer, at least.
Until I get my fill of the hugs and kisses and baby talk and lost shoes and favorite blankies and all-fall-downs and made up words and ants-go-marching and wrong side outs–that are the way of these little people. The things that tuck them straight into my grammie-heart for safe keeping.
Maybe I could just let them know when I’m finished with it all.
Because seriously…
no matter what Lily or the candles say~
they still get to be my babies…
for a while yet.
