Hello bloggers. Are you out there? I know we are a dying breed, but I'm holding on for dear life. I have not forgotten about you. Or me. Or the many posts I have thought up in my head that have never had the chance to come out.
So I just got done with organizing, uploading, and re-naming pictures of the last three months of my life, and I kept trying to think of a way to post some cute, funny, or memorable experiences. I started feeling overwhelmed with the task to not only document our life's most precious moments, or life's most mundane moments (cause sometimes those are important too), but also to do it in a way that is witty, creative, and well organized. This is the problem with blogging, and I why I don't blog so often anymore. I put this pressure on myself, to post really good posts. They have to be well written. They have to have some wit. They have to have cute pictures.
And today I'm just deciding, to heck with it. I'm just going to post whatever, in no particular order, with no wit, or organization, and I'm probably not even going to hit the spell check button. So there. Hope you enjoy the hodge podge of moments and mis spelled words and lack of punctuation, we've had of the last three months. I've got ten minutes before I gotta go get Liv from school, so warning this is really going to be my thoughts/our pictures just thrown up on here. Here we go.
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| He's teaching her how to roll |
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| and snuggle. . . |
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| She's teaching her the importance of accessorizing your outfit. |
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| And he's not teaching much, because he's too busy learing things himself still and . . . |
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| flirting with girls. |
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| He took his training wheels off this month and is loving his new freedom and speed. |
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| And she had a special friend come visit and it made me happy, because they went straight for the dress ups. Never grow up Liv! |
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| We've been for lots of walks. Enjoying lots of pretty blossoms. |
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| He had fun playing a new game at group lessons called try to play twinkle as a group, while all the parents plug their ears. |
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| These two acted crazy for . . . crazy day at school |
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| And we. . . well we have been basking in her chub and snuggles. |
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| And then there was this one morning where Liv woke up with hair like this, and we never laughed so hard. |
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| Does this need a caption? |
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| And then Easter came. |
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| Followed by lots of performances and recitals. |
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| Patty deserves a caption. This is Patty. The world's best violin teacher. |
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| And I took this picture simply because how could I not with a girl dressed this cute on Easter morning, and also because she was the only one willing to smile for a cute easter morning picture. |
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| And then we had some friends over for Easter dinner and a little easter egg hunt. |
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| And somebody spent most of two months of nap time involved in spring cleaning and organizing. |
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| And there was this one time, that this girl was so cute and cuddly and warm right out of the bath that I just had to take a picture. |
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| And this girl is learning how to do something really cool and new and hard on the violin and I'm so proud of her for working on it everyday. |
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| And I took this picture, because there was once a time, about the time she was four years old and her hair was still above her shoulders that I never thought this day would ever come. And now I have to play with it, and braid it, and curl it all the time, because well I just have to. |
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| And. . . well I just liked these flowers. |
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| I had to capture this cute moment when the kids were finally down and J was playing with his baby. I say his baby, even though I know she's my baby, but she adores him. She does this thing when he's holding her face out, where she cranes her neck back and up to look at him. It's the cutest. |
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| And then there was this super sweet moment at the retirement home where Liv and W were playing their violins and this lady was in love with Buster and she just kept asking to give him a hug. It made me so happy that we are a part of this group. But even if your not a part of a group that performs at old folks homes, take your little kids to visit some sometime, because it seriously makes them feel so alive and happy to be around little one's. It's great. |
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| Had to post this even if it's a cruddy phone picture. I love that squishy face. |
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| Sleeping in the car on the way to a performance. |
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| Not sleepy at all, because he's on a field trip to his favorite place, THE FIRE STATION! His jacket says "Fire Chief" and the fire fiighters kept calling him fire chief which made Warner feel like he was walking on the moon. |
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| And then there was kindergarten round up and I felt excited and depressed all at the same time. Where has the time gone! How are you already going to school my little Brucey. Slow down life. |
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Before I know it, this little suckling will be on her way to school, I better enjoy it while it lasts.
Whew. Ok gotta run. See ya in three months. I hope not.
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