Summer Slide Show

Summer days of splishing, splashing, running, golfing, pirating, getting dirty, riding bikes, and finding ways to make fun in unexpected places.  A little look at the last part of summer as it slides past quicker than it arrived. 


 

Pool fun with friends.

Soaking in moments when I can watch my babies sleep.

Enjoying a laugh with Granny.

Goodness she looks so big!

A few games of catch were thrown with Pepaw.

This sweet thing started taking big girl baths and ruling the tub!

A little time at the children's garden, sweaty, playing in mud, and getting wet. 

Stealing Henry away to go watch The Wizard of Oz at the children's theater.  Little did we know we'd be listening to the music for months afterward because he loved it so!

She found her inner musician and showed us she can dance.

ML loved any trip to the park to visit the swings.

They learned to play together. 

There were sea-doo rides with Pop.

Oh we love this sleepy head!

Outdoor hair trims.  :)

Kisses from Dada.

Bike rides to the pool.

Polo in the park with great friends. 

 Grandparent visits are the best.

Lots of golf watching.

Movie night cuddles, and his favorite treat.

 This timid boy was finally talked into trying out the slide.  He can check it off his list but didn't think it was worth doing it again.  :)

We love our time with cousins!

 

 

Sweet time with Aunty S!

Time spent winning over Gran and Pops.

Henry experienced his first art fair corndog. 

Morning walks with the princess while her brother spends time with Pops at the course.

We dressed like pirates, and made chicken tails out of toilet paper.......Oh Henry!

 We worked on our golf game.

Our prince captured his first frog.

Our princess played with petals.

 

This summer has flown by but we packed so much fun into it all.  My babies are getting more adorable and full of life and it's all I can do to soak up every sweet moment with them.  I'm looking forward to the next season of fun and festivities with these two little sweethearts. 

Steps

 

Since the moment you were born we have watched you take steps.  Every day growing a little more, getting a little smarter, becoming a little tougher, a little sweeter, more beautiful.  With each passing milestone we are more proud of you, and when we think we couldn't love you more we know you're going to prove us wrong.  As a mother I am acutely aware that these milestones pass and accumulate until one day your standing on two feet, staring me straight in the eyes, asking if you can borrow my pearl earrings.  

You took a step when you started sleeping in your own room, no longer an arms length away from me through the night.

You took a step the first time you smiled out of pleasure.

When you began sitting up on your own, no longer needing support at all times.

You took a step when you began cooing and mimicking sounds, giving us a glimpse of the sweetest little voice a girl has ever had. 

You took a step when you began to pull up to stand, rather quickly leading to experimenting with standing on your own.  

When standing turned into cruising, you began loving the act of stepping so much that your favorite activity at any time of the day became walking around the house taking endless steps while hanging tight to mommy and daddy's hands.  

You took a step when the need for two hands was reduced to just one.  I have tried to savor this season, grabbing tightly to one set of fingers to feel secure enough to slowly put one wobbly foot in front of the other.  

Those handheld confidence building steps added up enough for you to start giving it a go on your own.  

One step.

One, two, three, four, five. 

One, two, three.

One, two, three, four, five.

Each day this past week you have experimented a little more while we brace ourselves for the moment when you decide it's ok to not need mommy's hand and blow the doors off this whole independent thing.  

In the mean time you've learned that steps aren't that difficult, if you take them one at a time.