For once, just once, I thought I'd post a few pics and notes about my boys. The last few weeks have been entirely about Annalyse. And, after all, with someone as sweet and cute as she is I just can't help it. But, lest my boys come back to me in 20 years and declare that I overlooked them, I thought I'd do a post just about them.
Every day they spend time on their "big boy bikes." They are way beyond the point of me being able to keep up with them. Now it's more like me yelling, "Far enough! Stop and wait!"... as they continue whizzing around the walking trails and off through the woods.
Oh - and did I mention that Micah collided with a light pole? I'm considering full-body pads for Micah. A helmet might not cut it with as accident-prone as that kid is.Heaven help us when we move and are more than three minutes from the lake. They love to walk and play and splash there. I think the ducks hear them coming and flounder to make a decision: 1) stay and get bread tossed to them but risk little boys trying to pet them, or 2) swim away as fast as they can in hopes of escaping the yells and fury of two little boys.
Grady Lee came tearing up to the screen door the other day yelling, "Look Mom! Look what I found!" Nine times out of ten this means I need to open the screen door at my own risk because he has an animal or a bug of some sort. This was no exception. He proudly held a lizard... and proceeded to tell me how cute it was and that he loved it... all this followed by a big kiss. (And yes, I refused a good-night kiss from him later that night.)
Micah... well, he's just Micah: always hurt or in trouble or causing trouble. Bless his heart. He is my little man whom I adore, but seriously, the child is an unpredictable handful.
I look forward to dressing Annalyse each day and am thoroughly enjoying the pink and flowers. But, deep down, I'm still very much a tomboy at heart and really do love that God gave me two boys!