I guess if we don't teach Carter to walk, he'll teach himself… he drug our empty wheat bucket out of the pantry the other day and has had so much fun pushing it around!  Zach runs in front of him pulling objects out of his way (rugs, chairs, etc.)  Cheaper than a walker… just as…

T-ball is here.  It has invaded our weeknights, hijacked our dinner hour, and produced the biggest smiles on our ballplayer that I've ever seen.  He is LOVING it.  Here are a few pictures from his game last week:  notice our fan, Emma, who has to put on a jersey to go to the games, too.…

Can't believe kindergarten is over… the year went FAST. It has been fun watching Zach grow this past year… learning to read, making friends, coming home with all kinds of things he learned on the bus… we loved his teacher and it was such a great year. I am excited to have him home all…

We figured we'd better live up one  of the few afternoons left with Zach at school and Carter napping to do girly things… so Emma invited a few little friends over for a tea party.  (Zach made sure we let everyone know we weren't serving real tea… he seemed quite concerned.)   They poured and…

Ever heard that handprint poem?  About how someday they'll be grown and not leave fingerprints on walls?  Well I've had plenty of muddy handprints on my white bathroom towels but this is my first whole handprint on the wall.  I thought of the poem, smiled, left it for a few days, then took a picture…

Once again not quite warm enough for the slip n slide but once again nobody around here cared.  Emma loves taking her "naked baby" (her way of saying waterproof baby) down the slip n slide and Carter had the time of his life – you'll have to check out the video.  Hooray for the onset…

Emma spotted the remnants of one of our RS quilts in my sewing box the other day, and wanted to make something with it.  Luckily, it was just the right size for two tiny quilts – she helped me sew them up and we tied them together and I showed her how great-grandma woodward folds…

After a fairly grumpy morning and on the verge of losing my temper with a pair of fighting children (who will remain nameless) I took some advice I'd read somewhere of counting to 100 and headed downstairs to check a blog while doing so .  I headed  here  looking for perspective (this woman and her husband…

That is what she calls it.  And we even got Zach to agree (he unfortunately knows what makes someone a "professional").  And professional or not, she is a darling dancer.  Unfortunately, Nate got called in to the ED 20 minutes into the show, and I was the one backstage with the dancers, so our video…

I got this bucket of little cars out for Carter to play with in the kitchen while I make dinner.  He prefers to empty all the cars out of the container, and climb in.  And then out.  And then in.  Out… in… out… Until he tips and hits his head on the cars he's not…