Thursday, July 13, 2017


Owen's teacher from this past school year sent me these pictures and looking through them all made me really stop and think about my little Owen. Owen is Owen. He is his own breed. There is nothing that can push him into something. He is fierce. He fights will full conviction and can throw a tantrum like no other. He is beyond loving to his little sister and has more passion in his little body than I see in most adults these days. He cares when there is something to really care about. He gives the best hugs and when those kisses hit my cheek out of no where it about does my heart in. 
He has grown in strides over these last handful of months. I mean HUGE strides. Emotionally and Physically. He is able to talk and communicate much better which really helps cut down on the tantrums. He still fights pretty hard for what he wants but can negotiate like a boss. It's hard to say no to his negotiations at times. :) 
I'll be honest, he isn't friendly to everyone but he deeply loves his little pack of friends. He cares for them and always talks about them. I love that side of him. I love how he has to snuggle with me when he wakes up from naps. I love that we have to sing "Rock A Bye" every night but in our special way. I love how smart he is. Oh so smart. He is catching things that June never did at his age. He's so aware and alert. 
I love this little boy with every ounce of energy I have. Don't get me wrong, he has truly done me in more than once and I sometimes feel like I am the worst mother in the world when it comes to him. But I can't deny how much this little boy has my heart. No matter how angry he makes me, he can cool me down with one of his jokes. It's only getting better with him. Night terrors and all. 

Saturday, July 1, 2017

Father's Day

I felt bad this year because Father's Day was a bit over shadowed by the other millions of things we have going on. I felt even more bad because Dan gave me such a wonderful Mother's Day and I just couldn't keep up. 
It was still a great Father's Day though and we celebrated Dan all day long! 

We went to the park and played Sunday morning and then came home and got ready for church. 

Kate is at that beastly age where she is too little for nursery but doesn't want to just sit. So we roam the halls on a regular basis. 

We came home from church and let daddy rest while we made dinner and had some down time. 

We opened presents and one of his presents was an ice cream maker. The kids really wanted to get him that, so we went for it. It actually made some pretty good ice cream. 

I am so grateful for Dan and his role in our family. He is such a good dad and our children adore him. He's incredibly smart, handsome and genuinely kind. Got the whole package with this guy. Happy Father's Day Dan. Love you more than words can ever say.