New “shaving cream” for bath time! Yup, pretty exciting
Desmond points to “no-mo” (Nemo) on her first band-aid, which wouldn’t have lasted more than a few moments if it wasn’t promptly hidden by some pajamas
Monthly Archives: May 2018
May 10th, 2018
Just two Jedi reading before bed
May 9th, 2018
Sitting on the front porch eating popsicles, summer is right around the corner
May 7th, 2018
With the weather warming and the baby plants downstairs getting ready to go outside soon, it was time to sow the lettuce in the garden beds
Eleanor focused more on playing with the seeds in dad’s hand than placing them in the soil
Like father, like son- both in the “okay, what’s next?” stance
Ella, simply soaking in the garden experience
Carving the pineapple with the big knife
May 6th, 2018
Dad walked in to find her adamantly trying to put on her dress by herself. She’s a determined one.
During the crowded first week of the farmers market, Eleanor would occasionally pop a hand out, demanding more bites of the sample bread as if gesturing, “beer me!”
Eleanor sporting her new (hand-me-down from Viv) TOMS shoes.
Dad’s little helper
May 5th, 2018
After getting all the necessary replacement parts to fix the garden irrigation, a final stop in the outdoor center required a moment to scope the Mickey & Minnie Mouse bird feeders
Eleanor checks the tomato drippers positioning while dad fixes the supply valve connections
Dresses in the spring time means sleeping with mommy’s blanket during nap
She completes the shape sorter for what must be the 100th time
Desmond is fairly concerned at the beginning of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, does not like the evil stepmother at all
May 4th, 2018
Eleanor found a new buddy at a family friend’s graduation gathering
Eventually Tosca made her solitary preferences known
Someone is turning out to be an early side-sleeper
May 3rd, 2018
Eleanor was prioritizing her shape-sorting toy so much recently that it was clearly time to upgrade her puzzle challenges.
Every successfully placed piece yielded a miniature round of applause
Des showing off the end result of his stacked counting rings. He worked hard for this. You could tell there were moments upon the umpteenth timing recounting a stack because he skipped one, that were clearly mentally draining. But there was a spark and he’d always try again, focusing on slowing down and counting once per touch. Mom and dad were very proud.
