This one...

This one radiates joy.

This one's favourite word to say is already "no."

This one dances and "snaps" his fingers anytime he hears the faintest strains of music.

This one climbs anything that looks like a challenge.

This one's giggles could mend a broken heart.

This one has his daddy's sense of humour.

This one is a real charmer.

Watch out for this one!

Up in the Air

 

 

A Full Tank

We spent May long weekend with the Hubs' side of the family, as is our annual tradition.  This year's destination was a cabin on Galiano Island.  While sleep deprivation did its best to drain my tank (the baby developed a fever right on cue), the little moments added and multiplied until I returned from our weekend away overflowing with love and contentment.  Fuel for my love tank:

Breathtaking views,

Hammock snuggles,

Shared secrets,

Time with cousins,

Bellies full of food,

And, of course, more than a few photo ops.

 

May your love tank always be this full!  Happy Wednesday.

 



This Guy

Whoa.  Extremely long, unintentional hiatus.  Looks like I've got some 'splainin' to do.  But that's another post for another day.

Today I'm going to keep it simple and share some recent iPhone pics.  Seems like a good way to ease my toes back into the blogging pond.

This Guy

 

Destroyer,

 

 

Perpetual sock remover,

 

 

Stander,

 

 

Crawler,

 

 

 

Trouble maker,

 

 

 

And snuggler extraordinaire!

 

 

 

 

 

You Smile, I Smile

So, I may or may not have hinted once or twice that we've had a rough couple months around here.  (Hence the noticeable lack of updates.)  But no matter how tired, stressed, or unlike my usual self I feel, I can't help but smile when I see these faces.



 

Yes, friends, I think it's safe to say that things are looking up!

Through the Rails

 

Princess Lilah

The knowingness of little girls

Is hidden underneath their curls.

-- Phyllis McGinley

 

Mermaid.

Patch.

Last week, I was worried that the torrential downpours that have begun in Vancouver would prevent us from making it to the pumpkin patch on a weekend before Halloween.  But on Saturday, after it rained, then hailed, then rained some more, the skies cleared, sending us running frantically around the house preparing for a visit to our closest pumpkin patch.  I don't believe we have thrown things together that quickly since before Henry was born.

It was one of those rare and magical parenting days when things just work out perfectly and everyone is happy.  We managed to arrive just as the farm was opening, which meant we didn't wait in the mile-long lineup that formed just half an hour later. Everyone in the lower mainland had the same idea on the first (and possibly only) dry Saturday in October.  The sun peeked out for a good portion of the morning and took the edge off the chill.  And little Henry slept through most of the outing, easygoing baby that he is.

Lilah quickly put herself in charge of picking out the perfect pumpkin for each family member.

(A job she excelled at, natch.)

I remembered to accost a fellow patch-goer to get a family photo. That black dot below my chin and those two feet sticking out above my right leg?  Yep, that's Henry.

And what is a visit to the pumpkin patch without mini donuts?

And hay! Lots and lots of hay.

(Oh, these boys.  Be still my beating heart!)

Only two months old and this kid has already perfected Blue Steel.

I could not have asked for a more perfect fall day with my family.

Mwah! Happy fall.

Smile

“Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.” 

-Mother Teresa