a book and a beach.

A good book and lots of beach. 

Need I say more.

(Well maybe just one more thing . . .

lots of time with my lovely husband.)

Bryan and I just returned

from a few days of

relaxation on the

Mexican Shoreline.

It was a few days of perfection . . .

the kiddos were the only

thing missing.

They enjoyed their own

little get getaway

at Grandma and Grandpa's.

This was the scene just a few minutes

in to the two hour trip back to our

home sweet home. 

My blog may be left lonely for

just a few more days . . .

I have lots to catch up on. 

"Catching up afterwards. 

The worst part about vacation.

Next to unpacking of course."

Wish me luck with both :).

 

his first true love.

It is time I admit it, my short of three weeks

4 year old has met his first love . . . and not just recently.  

His attraction for her began almost 3 years ago. 

They just might be soulmates. 

He knows her every move . . .

if their old, if their new. 

He loves all of the stories she tells

through her constant motion

and ever changing clamor.   

Oh, no one tells stories quite like her.

I am partially to blame

for his falling in love . . . well at least the love

that he has gained for her throughout the last year.

I have let him spend substantial amounts of time

with her while I was preoccupied tending

to our newest addition (Miss Isla).  However,

I am placing most of the blame on Mr. A

because he too is head over heels with her.

Even though our little man is

absolutely smitten, I am not too worried . . . yet anyway.

Playing outside, reading books, rough housing/ "play"

hunting with Dad, and doing messy things with Mom

still take precedence over his time with her.

He is so enchanted with her here

he didn't even know I was taking his

picture.  Well being up at 5:30am

and no nap didn't help either.

She goes by SONY or SYMPHONIC in our house,

but she may go by SHARP, PHILIPS, or SAMSUNG in yours.

However, most just call her T.V. for short. 

Yes, she is Maddox's first true love. 

And yes . . . I admit it.

My T.V. restriction skills

are substantially less than par.

And this is a total subject change,

but I find the need to document just one more thing. 

I made my bed . . . . two days in a row. 

I believe that may be a tie with the number

of times it has been made all year. 

I think I will just blame this on Bryan's schedule. 

If you haven't noticed I blame alot of things on his schedule. 

But really he is still sleeping or is just going to bed

when I leave for work most mornings. 

It was made yesterday for a special guest. 

Promise to tell you more about her later.

And today . . . well today I made it just because

it looked so nice yesterday :).

However the success it so short lived -

reference below picture.

decisions.

She's finally made the decision that she is going to walk

everywhere and crawl nowhere.  That wreckless, hands up,

accident waiting to happen type of walk (or should we say jaunt

because really its somewhat faster than a walk).

And I have finally

made the decision to

start doing something active other than

mothering these days so this a.m.

I awoke from my slumber

(that was awakened by not just one,

but two kiddos last night . . . ugh),

laced up my really ancient,

but the only pair I have right now tennis shoes

and went for a run. 

Actually, calling what I did this morning a run

is giving it waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

too much credit.  It felt more like,

and I am sure resembled, those awkward and

heavy first steps of ummmmmm

maybe a baby elephant.  

My goal was what, back during the good ol' days,

wouldn't have even been a decent warm up,

but I made it. 

Now lets just see if I can keep this up consistently

through late nights, early mornings,

hot muggy days, Bryan's ever changing schedule,

and any other excuse I may come up

with between now and my next scheduled run day :). 

I have to say, my most favorite part about running

is perhaps the time I get to spend with just

me, myself, and I.

Gots to go. 

Isla doesn't need one more marshmallow. 

Food . . . its the only thing that keeps her

out of trouble these days. 

another birthday.

      

     Dad~

We know that they're not what they used to be, but we hope that you had

a wonderful Birthday.  We enjoyed every shared moment! 

~M & I

                                                                                                              

Happy 3 + 3!

Easter and The Bunny.

I hope that everyone had an egg-ceptional Easter!

I know we did.

We were visited by the

Easter Bunny again this year. 

  A bunny delivering eggs . . . huh?!

I have always questioned the meaning behind that one.

She/ he made a quick visit by our house and

then stopped by my sister's house later on in the day.  

So we were lucky enough to get two peeks at the BIG bunny. 

Maddox noted that the one that visited our house was a girl because

it had painted toenails (he could see them peeking out from

underneath the costume) and the one at Aunt Tesa's house

was a boy because it had tennis shoes on. 

(I knew that he would notice that detail.)

Perhaps the sweetest moment of the day.

I am so disappointed . . .

I didn't even get one family picture yesterday

and it seems that I never do on those rare

occasions that we are all showered/ bathed

and have nice clothes on free of stains, food, holes, etc.

I vow that the next holiday I will get some good pics 

or at least a good family pic:)!

And the bunny . . . it was my oh-so-amazing mom.

Thanks for the memories!