Daddy daughter dance.

She loves bigger than her smile, and is the light in any room.  With a new baby in the house and a big brother who loves the center stage we certainly hope she knows how much love we have for her, because she truly melts us.  

Barry scored tickets to a special daddy daughter dance and had asked her if she would want to go with him.  For weeks she talked about it and asking us daily if it was her "Friday yet, is it daddy daughter dance yet?"

I brought home her dress one day and she could not wait to put it on to show Barry.  She picked out the perfect shoes to go with it and she loved trying them on and practicing her dance twirls.  

I know she's only three, but getting her ready for a fancy night out, fixing her hair, and seeing how excited she was to go out with her date gave me a glimpse of years to come.  

The morning of the dance she informed me she needed her nails painted, and I could have died!  I had never mentioned anything about it and it is hilarious to me that that was on her mind.  

Our light saber, super hero loving princess traded in her cape for a dress and glittery bow; nothing like a well rounded girl to knock a man's socks off.  

 and knock his socks off she did.  I'm so thankful for the father B is to our children, he is exceptional in many ways but what a perfectly loving daddy to a little girl.  This night made her feel so special and adored just as God's royal child should. 

 As excited as she was to go dance with daddy, nothing put a smile on her face like Henry hopping in for a picture.  She literally grinned ear to ear and wrapped her arms around him so tight I wasn't sure she'd let go. 

 and neither was he. 

 The night was so sweet and special, and I look forward to more daddy daughter moments like this where she learns what true love looks and feels like, knows her worth and has her expectations set high. 

So did she have fun?  Yes, but she could have done without all the cowbells.  Her favorite restaurant came in full force surving food and filling the dance floor with mascot cows on the dance floor.  She was less than comfortable with these dressed up animals walking around on two legs with top hats and tutus.  So they left that dance a bit early and headed out with a friend for some ice cream.  I think we can call it a win, and I get excited thinking of her doing it again.  

4 months of knowing heaven on earth - RPC

Oh my little 13.5 pound little muffin, I couldn’t love you more; but I will, every day because I’ve been wired this way.  God gifted me with an idea of you, then granted me the desire to long for you, and the most wonderful answer to a planted prayer named Rutherford Patrick. 

You are riding along life happy and healthy on mama’s soy & dairy free milk.  You have joined the 87% in height and 8% in weight; way to put those calories to work baby boy! 

This month you rolled over for the first time, started loving your crib at night, began to find a routine for bedtime (8-(:30pm), decided you really hate it when mama is away, discovered you’re really ticklish, fought naps like you were being paid the big bucks, became even more snuggly, lost some patches of hair, began gripping toys and bringing them to your mouth, lots of finger sucking, learning to soothe yourself with singing, and

 

 I love you this much bubba.

Just when we think our hearts can't grow anymore, God shows up and says watch this.  

Scrubadubdub Baby boy in the tub

There are moments in my days that I have learned to savor and enjoy.  One of those is baby bath time.  I mean is there anything more scrumptious than a little naked baby in a warm sink of water?  Especially when that baby is sucking on their fingers, cooing with delight, and calm as a cucumber as they enjoy their mini trip to spa land.

If Ford is fussy my solution is a warm bath.  No matter what, this guy will calm down in a sink of water.  So the fact that this guy is growing dem rolls and out pudging his puj tub has me getting a bit of a sad mom face.  I know, I know, a bath is a bath, it's not like moving him to a bigger baby tub makes him all of a sudden a teenager but knowing he'll never be this small again.......well it kinda cues up the tears.  So we are going to rock out these scrubadub dub moments a bit longer in our squished space, while I soak up these baby blues and baby rolls.

Oh and definitely soaking up these baby toes, and all the little pajama fuzz that comes with them.  

Baby boy, you are one handsome little dude and this mama is awful obsessed with every inch of your perfect little self.  My to do list will lose every single time when it's put up against something so sweet and delicious.