Happy Halloween!

Shenanigans this morning at the Bennett house. Davis refused to try the wig on...

Holden in the new playroom at Honey's house.

Rediscovered Tickle Me Elmo. Still a hit.

 



Such a hit that this guy had to play with it too...

Sometimes your bootie itches. It happens. Sometimes it gets caught on camera.



What a handsome little man.

Halloween is starting to grow on me. We get together with some of our closest friends and eat pizza or chili and trick or treat around our neighborhood. This is our 5th year doing this with the Wyrtzens...I love how it's grown. Tonight we're switching up our game and staying pretty stationary rather than walking all over. We'll hand out treats, and take turns walking Porter and Davis around...

I keep telling Davis "Little boys without costumes don't get candy..." because he refuses to pick and wear a costume. Today he paused, looked at me and said "I'll get candy." Like "Don't you worry about me. I'm gonna GET some candy." Ha.

Oh guess what else? Kirsten had her baby and it's a GIRL!!! She really wanted a girl, but thought it was a boy, so I'm super excited. I can't wait to go meet little Frances.

Personalities...

Well, I didn't get to go see Katie this weekend...boo hiss...because I was working. BUT I am thrilled to know that she might be home as early as Thanksgiving! Holy cow. I cannot wait.

We did have a fun weekend though...some of the highlights for me were:

- the cold weather! yes. finally. it feels like fall. i hope it lasts.

- taking Davis and Holden to the little gym in our neighborhood to play (this was the first time when Holden actually climbed on things and really enjoyed looking at all the equipment and the people)

- walking with Davis around the neighborhood on Saturday night to see all the spooky blow-up things. that little boy is afraid of NOTHING.

- church on Sunday. we actually took Holden to the nursery this time because she's gotten so mobile, it's hard to listen at all with her climbing all over and reaching for everything. she was the only little girl and she seemed to do just fine.

- seeing Argo last night with Bennett. we waited to go until 7:35, and we planned to have dinner during the movie at Alamo Drafthouse. there was quite a snafu and we didn't get dinner until the last five minutes. i realize this sounds incredibly silly- but we were STARVING. we couldn't focus on anything else, so we joked about how selfish the two people were next to us, ordering two pizzas and not even offering us any, and how we liked the movie, but really just the last five minutes when we had food. however, in the end, our meal was comped and we got two free tickets to another show, so I guess all is well that ends well.

This blog is called personalities because i am really loving watching Davis and Holden's personalities come to life- especially seeing how different they are. Davis used to play for a good, solid hour at a time, in his crib with toys. He was so happy doing it...and all my girlfriends were so jealous because I could take a leisurely shower, cook something, read something, take a nap even...

Holden? Not so much. She is NOT going to play alone in her room. No way. No how. You set her down for two seconds and she pulls her little body up and stands by the rail and cries and cries until you walk back in, sometimes even pounding her little hand on the rail for emphasis.

And oh her feelings get so hurt when she falls down or can't reach something she wants...

And Davis is just drumming up conversation of his own these days. Lots of questions, lots of comments, and lots of "it's my turn. i'm talking." Last night he went to dinner with my mom, Nikki and Tony, and my mom said that he told her he wants to go play at her house and sleep there. But in his bed. Could she bring his bed to her house?

This morning Bennett got in bed with him and gave him a big HOAG and Davis said "OOOH, I like that. I like that hoag." Ha. And yesterday, as we were trying to explain that he can't wear shorts, but he can wear jeans, he looked at me and said "Are these cool? Are these cool, mom?" I'm not sure where he got that...but it was so cute and I was so surprised.

That's all for now...hope you had a good one.

My Handsome Davises

There have been a lot of requests for pictures of Davis in his tuxedo...I just found two and pulled them off of the wedding photographer's blog. How handsome are they? There is only one on the blog of me and I am doing something ridiculous in it (as always- I always get caught looking ridiculous in photos) so I'm going to spare you (really, myself). Enjoy. Happy Friday. Now back to work!

P.S. How gorgeous does Courtney look?

Davis is taking after me when it comes to looking ridiculous in pictures. :)

 

 

From left to right: Box, Zach, Blake & Hunter, Greer, B, Bennett (doing a weird thing with his leg), Neal, Erik and Davis. Davis thinks Erik's name is Derrick...so we've all been encouraging that and calling Erik Derrick. Ha.

Katie and Noonday

My best friend, Katie, will be moving back to Texas soon. I couldn't be more excited. She's actually in Katy this weekend so my plan is to go see her. I say "my plan" because of course it is falling on the Friday and weekend of the biggest project at work...so I'm just playing it all by ear...hoping that I will be able to go, if only for a little bit. I would be so majorly depressed about this situation if she wasn't moving back so soon. Spending time with Katie is good for my soul.

Also...

Carrie and I are going to host a Noonday Collection trunk show in November. We have talked about it forever and just decided this morning to go through with it. I'm so excited. If you haven't heard of Noonday Collection, listen up! It's about the coolest organization ever...put together by a gal our age in Austin. She has basically set up an organization of female artisans in Africa that create the most amazing jewelry, scarves, bags, and homegoods, and a network of women in the states that sell their goods. The idea is that you get awesome stuff- and the money goes to these women so their lives can become more awesome. Pretty good deal, right?

This isn't Stella & Dot. This isn't Rodan & Fields. This isn't SCENTSY.
This is about social impact. This is about changing the world. And...this is also about Christmas gifts.

To whet your appetite, here are a few of the things I love from the Noonday Collection. It was really hard to narrow them down.

 

I'm so jazzed. I would love it if we could get 20 or more gals to come.

These Boots...

This morning I was getting dressed, and as I was putting on my boots, I started to sing "These boots were made for walking..." and Davis' eyes lit up- like "you have a song for your shoes?" And I kept singing right through the "one of these days these boots are gonna WALK ALL OVER YOU!" And he squealed with delight. "Sing it again mommy. Sing it again."

And on the way to school, we were sitting very quietly in traffic, and all of the sudden I abruptly stretched-yawned-and made a funny stretching/sigh/life is so tiring sometimes noise. His eyes lit up- like "Oh my goodness- what just happened?" And he giggled and said "Do it again mommy. Do it again!" And I felt very happy.

Last night Nikki came over and we had such a fun time catching up, eating sushi, and laughing at Davis as he asked us to tell him stories about "ment mixers that are green and purple and pink and named poopie toopie". It was so refreshing- not the stories- but hanging out with her. Ha.

Poor little Holden, her fever got so high again, I was up with her most of the night. At one point she was shaking so badly, I thought "Is this fever chills or something worse?" and I thought through having to pack both her and Davis up to head to the hospital...but luckily, I just gave her a midnight bath, some ibuprofen and she cooled down a bit. Enough to sleep for a while.

When I put her in the bath- she immediately cooled down and she began to smile. A small smile, but a smile that meant "I'm trying mommy. I'm trying to be happy." And I felt so much love for her.

And last night, I talked to Bennett about some things frustrating me at work, and he encouraged me in ways no one else could. He believes in me- maybe more than I do myself. And I felt so lucky.

So look out. Because these boots WERE made for walking.

My LittleTiny

My little tiny has a fever. Poor thing. This is the first time she's really been sick- which is hugely different from Davis. He got his first, of many, 103+ fevers at 2 months old. Anyway, she had a 102.5 fever yesterday, so Bennett took her to the doctor. He said it could be viral, but gave her antibiotics anyway, because she was congested and her ears looked a little red. Poor thing.

Separately- bribery works. Last night I told Davis that he was NOT to get out of his bed and come wake me up. That I would come in and tell him when it was wake up time. And that if he stayed in his bed until I came in- I would put a Halloween candy in his lunch. If Holden hadn't been sick, we would have been able to sleep in until 7:30. But either way- I didn't have to start my day at 6:00 a.m. watching Monster Trucks. That is a victory to me. WOOHOO!

Nikki is coming over tonight to hang out- I'm excited about that- and I know Davis is too.
Hope your Tuesday is going well...

Music Fes-ba-bal

We made it to, and through, the ACL Music Festival...which Davis referred to as the "FES! ba-bal."

We made a plan to bring the kiddos to the festival on Saturday morning to see The Quiet Company- an Austin band that we love. It was overcast, and it was early for a music festival. 11:15 a.m. But it was a PERFECT scenario for bringing kids. Rather than the expected 70,000 people...it felt like maybe there were a few hundred people at that time. I know there were more- but because it was early and overcast- we had great weather and huge open spaces to lay out a sleeping bag, relax, or run in circles, which is what Davis chose to do.

People thought we were crazy for bringing Davis and Holden, but since we left by 1:30 and got to ride a VIP shuttle back and forth to parking- it wasn't bad at all. That was Saturday.

Saturday night, Davis went to see Jack White with a buddy, and I stayed home.

On Sunday, we asked Jennifer to come stay with Davis and Holden and we went back to hear a few other favorites: The Civil Wars, The Lumineers, Old 97s and The Avett Brothers. It was such a different experience, and so much fun. It's really rare that we go do something during the day, alone. We felt like kids, ourselves. And there is no way we could have brought Davis and Holden on Sunday. It was SO HOT and it definitely felt like the full 70,000 people were in attendance. I would have been so stressed trying to wrangle Davis...and miss Holden would have been so sweaty.

Anyway, the festival was such a treat and we were really thankful about how it all worked out. YAY AUSTIN! YAY MUSIC. Some pics from the fes-ba-bal:

The Good, The Bad, The Ugly

The good: Saturday was our monthly weigh-in/measure-in with Ahmad and both Stacey and I had awesome results. All my measurements were down, and I lost 4 pounds over the last 4 weeks. Picking up some momentum...

The bad: Davis is now waking up at 6:15 a.m. Consistently. To watch monster trucks. In our bed. On my cah-pooter. I just want to have ONE morning where I don't start the day listening to "Bad to the Bone" while watching monster trucks on You Tube. Just one day.

The ugly: Remember how we poured thousands of dollars and weekends and weekends of time into making our backyard nice and green? HALF of it is turning brown. HALF. I could die.

Oy vey.

Playtime

This is what Sunday afternoon looks like at our house. Some playing, some lounging, some tenting.

Holden

I feel like a lot of posts are about Davis- and while I know that's because he's 3 and a lot is physically, verbally, and emotionally happening with him- I also want to keep adequate track of Miss Holden. So let me share a few things about my sweet girl today.

She is still tiny. Tiny. Neither of us are very petite so I don't know where that came from, but it's pretty sweet. She turned 9 months last week and is still about 18 pounds. Again, Davis was 20+ pounds at 6 months, and he was a bigger baby, but not huge. She sometimes still wears 3-6 months clothes.

She is getting louder. She was so quiet for so long and now she definitely gets frustrated more easily and is more vocal about it. Forget that stupid jungle (exersaucer) she was hanging out in for the last couple months. She hates being put in there. She wants to MOVE. And she crawls, but not as much on her knees as on her belly. I think she'll skip to walking. Frankly, I think she is frustrated that she can't walk.

She likes the little walker- but not like Davis loved it. You could leave him in there for hours and he would zip around the house like he was at a skating rink. She now gets around more easily in it, but she'd rather be on the floor, rolling around, crawling, and lately, pulling up.

She loves to pull up. And she's still in that iffy phase where you don't always know if she's going to be able to get herself positioned to successfully pull up or if she's going to bust her face. She sometimes busts her face- but no major falls yet.

Back to being louder...last night was the first time I've seen Davis and Holden verbally interact with each other. He laughed in her face, like "heh heh heh"...she looked at him and did it back. They did this for at least two minutes, and when Davis moved on to bigger and better things (building a tow truck with tinker toys) she desperately continued, trying to get his attention again. It was adorable.

She has started going after everything he is doing. She pulls on him and goes after his toys, and for the most part, he loves the attention and laughs, but sometimes he tells her "that's not for you Holden...it's too sark."

She loves Pico. Like loves it when he comes in the room and loves it even more when he covers her face with kisses. Which, of course, he loves, so we have to pull them apart.

She has a bottle in the morning, a jar of baby food mid-morning (doesn't like anything too sour like peaches- or anything with chunks- but likes most everything else), a bottle before nap, more baby food in the afternoon and then a bottle at night. She a) demands baby food throughout the day and b) likes a bottle to go to sleep.

She is sort of a cruddy napper. I can get her to take long naps on the weekend if I make her wait till midday in an effort to lay her down when Davis naps...but if she sleeps in the morning, even for an hour, the rest of her naps are no more than 15 minutes.

She loves playing in Davis' room, with all his construction trucks and toys. She looks and acts so dainty, but maybe she'll also be a tomboy.

Her hair is brown with hints of red. Her eyes are so blue. She has fair, and very sensitive, skin. We're almost always fighting a little rash on her neck from drooling and milk.

She uses her binky at night, but isn't dependent on it like Davis was. I should probably just take it away now before she becomes dependent on it.

She likes to sleep in footie jammies. She hasn't really gotten attached to any lovies or dolls or stuffed animals. She finds any piece of tiny trash or lint or whatever on the ground and it gets to her mouth in .2 seconds.

She dodges kisses. You try to kiss her and she turns her head so fast- especially with Davis- but he really leans in for a long and heavy smooch. She doesn't lay down against you or on you unless she's literally about to pass out for the night. She has to see everything that is going on.

She will be one in January already. I cannot believe it. Where has the year gone? I keep telling people I just had a baby, and while that is true to me- in every sense, I imagine everyone else is like "Ummm...almost a year ago."

I can't imagine life without her. And I didn't even know her 10 months ago. She is the perfect completion (I think) of our family in every way. I hope she and Davis are best, best friends. I have no doubt he will look out for her and she will keep him in line.

Austin Glee

I just joined online. Now I'm just waiting for a meetup to happen so I can begin my own personal version of Glee. I've talked about it for a long time, but hopefully now is a good time. I'm really excited. I hope this isn't a case where my vision for what it is outshines the reality. We'll see.

Davis Visits the Dentist

This picture pretty much sums up the entire experience...and I can't say that I blame him. I HATE going to the dentist. He was pretty calm for the first 20 minutes, was pretty into the little silver "gun" that shoots water in your mouth, and dealt with the fluoride. Flossing? Not so much.

 

He is looking at her like "Are you crazy? The dentist is the WORST."

 

The dentist said he has a great bite- shouldn't need braces. Great to know...but that he has very deep crevices in his teeth and he can't have anything sticky anymore at all. No gummi bears, no fruit roll ups, no raisins, even. Bummer.

And what has Holden been up to? Just being as sweet as ever...seriously. A little angel. Today Davis laughed in her face and she copied him. It was so cute! I haven't seen her do that before. She is pulling up on everything and starting to really assert herself more, but geez, she is such a doll. Love her.

I don't want to forget these things- so I have to write them down. Yesterday after Davis' nap, he woke up and Bennett walked in to his room. He was sort of whiny and he looked at Bennett and said "I want mommy instead." Bennett pretended to act really sad and said "You don't want me? You don't love me? You love mommy better than me?" Davis said "I love mommy best than you." So Bennett pretended to cry, and Davis quickly said "But I love you daddy. I love you."

Tonight on the way to the grocery store, out of the blue he said "I love you best than daddy mommy." I said "Oh, that's sweet honey, but we love daddy too...daddy is the BEST daddy." He smiled and said "I love daddy too."

Tonight he was so fun and he asked both Bennett and I to get in bed with him. Bennett got in his twin bed with him first and I just waited, thinking we would take turns...Davis then said "I have a scoot for you." What? I said. "I have a scoot for you, mommy..." and I could see he was pointing to the space on the bed where we had scooted over for me. Too cute.

Also, I asked him about spanish class today, on the way to school and he said "No spanish today. Just da-matic pway." (Dramatic play). Ha.

When I got home today, he squealed with excitement and she grinned from ear to ear and I thought my heart might burst. Then I kissed Bennett and I felt so incredibly lucky.

Are you a gril?

Sweet Davis is back. He has his moments, but I think/hope he is out of his funk from last week too. He has been so funny and clever lately. He asks one million questions a day and many of them are around categorizing people, things, and events. For example:

"Are you a gril, mommy?" Davis says girl like "gril" and it's about the cutest thing ever.
"Daddy, are you a boy like me?"
"Pico is a dogboy. Right?"
"Holden is a gril. Holden is a gril like mommy."

He also quantifies everything that has happened in the past as happening "last week". Today on the way to school he said "Did you get pulled over by a cop last week, mom?" I said "No I didn't..." to which he said "On the way to nanny and gampa's?" Remember, this happened months ago. He has an amazing memory. Amazing. I'm constantly impressed by it and I think it's his sharpest skill.

I tried to explain a while back that some toys are too sharp for Holden. He says "too sark" so it's awesome how he will say "Holden, that toy is too sark for you. It's too sark." And he's so clever. If he is playing with a toy that he doesn't want her to have, he claims it's too sark. Regardless of how rounded the corners may be. Ha.

Also yesterday afternoon, out of the blue, he said to me "I learned about David the King at church today. David the King. and God."

And Davis is using the toilet all the time. I let him wear underwear on Saturday. It went fine for an hour or so and then I heard an "Oh!" and I walked in to see what was going on and he said "I peed mommy..." When he does go in the potty he always says "I gonna go in the potty and get ALL the nemanems!"

Every morning he runs into our room, comes over to my side of the bed and says "Can I watch monster trucks on your cah-pooter?" And then we turn it on and we have to wait until his eyes are ready to adjust to the light. This morning he ran in and said "Can I watch monster trucks on your cah-pooter? My eyes are ready!"

So those are the random notes for this morning. I will be writing a post on D's visit to the dentist and our weekend at ACL later this week. Hope you had a good weekend.

Do you like my halloween blog design? SPPOOKKKYYY!!!

Davis, Davis, Davis

OOOHHH. Davis has just really been pushing my buttons this week. I usually say he's such a joy to be around. I can't say that this week. I am hoping this is a short phase and not a full year as I am hearing left and right that "3s are really the tough part, not 2s". We'll see.

We have been talking a lot about Halloween lately- he always wants to drive by the house with the big witch and the "Gato". Yes, Davis is learning spanish. Its' pretty awesome. He knows numbers, colors, and some words. The best is that he has a little twang in his voice in general, so he says spanish like the worst spanglish speakers out there. "I want to go see the "GOT-TOW" (gato), mommy. Green is "Bear-Day" (verde).

Anyway, this is the first year he's gotten into talking about costumes, and for the past week when I have asked him what he wants to be for halloween, he says "I want to be a Mac truck with lego stickers on it and cars in it." WOW. We have our work cut out for us.

Anyway, lets get to the wedding. Davis looked like the drunk groomsman most of the day- his shirt was always untucked, his jacket disheveled, and at one point, he was tumbling straight down the giant, rolling hills at the beautiful and sophisticated Barton Creek Resort. I was just waiting for Bennett to catch him and reveal that he had grass stains all over his shirt.

I think Davis could feel how much we were trying to wrangle him- for the rehearsal, during the day, etc. and that made him RE.FUSE. to work with us in any way. I was really worried because during the rehearsal- the pavilion was wide open and he was running around shouting like a maniac. Courtney's dad, who has a great sense of humor, looked at me at one point and said "Whose kid is that?" I just smiled and said "He's his father's son..."

I really wasn't sure if he would perform on Saturday. Bennett was the best man so he walked down early. I was a bridesmaid, so I walked down about halfway, and Davis was supposed to stay back and walk down with Courtney's nephew, just before Courtney and her dad walked down. He was supposed to hold the ring pillow...and all day he said "I don't want to hold the pillow. I'n not going to hold the pillow."

We used up all of our bribes by 5:00 p.m. and the wedding was at 6:30. He was OBSESSED with this red mac truck I gave him and wouldn't put it down. Even during picture time. He finally set it down when Courtney asked him to and took a couple pictures. He wouldn't let Davis hold him, so in most of the groomsman pictures, it's B, Erik or Zach holding him.

The best part of the day was watching our friends with Davis- especially our guy friends- just because he was with them most of the afternoon. They were so kind to him. Just really jumped in and helped out, talked to him about being cool, relaxing, lining up when they needed him to. It was heart melting.

Anyway, just before the wedding, I realized that there was no way he was going to stay back with Hunter, Courtney and her dad while I walked down to the pavilion and down the aisle. We made a last minute decision, and he and I went together. Did I mention that Davis had a blistering diaper rash that day? He did. So he insisted that I carry him.

I carried him down to the pavilion. Set him down. The doors opened. The orchestra was playing. And his little jaw dropped when he saw all the people in there. I reached for his hand, and he flung his aside. No holding hands today. As we stood there, I knew I could reach again for him and risk him screaming or just start walking. At this point, you could hear the audible gasp in seeing the tiniest boy in a tuxedo. Everyone was looking at him, smiling.

I started to walk straight. He started to veer left. He really wanted to see the orchestra. I urged him back to the middle, and luckily, he started walking. Jaw still dropped. We walked to the halfway point, me smiling nervously, him holding his little red mac truck front and center. At the midway point he stopped. And I could tell he was thinking about turning around...

And just then, all the groomsmen bent down and started to say "Davis! Come on Davis! Come here..." And he refocused and walked to the front. B leaned down to pick him up and he just looked at the crowd. It was the sweetest moment. I have to say that it meant so much how Davis and Courtney wanted him so involved. Really makes you feel great when your friends love your babies.

And then right when B put Davis down, I whisked him right back out the pavilion and he was done!
So all in all, he did what he needed to do. Will he be available for any weddings other than Nikki and Tony's? Umm, how do I say...NO! At least not until he's 4 or 5.

Hope you're having a happy Thursday.

Davis has his first dentist appointment tomorrow...I'm not saying I think a dentist visit is good payback for his behavior this week...but I mean, it IS a nice coincidence. HA.

ACL

So I think I'm out of the funk. I'm feeling better about things, I worked out at the Y, got a great night's sleep, and today to make things even more exciting, I walked into work and my boss gave me two 3 day passes to ACL! How exciting is that? We haven't bought tickets the past few years- last year we were out of town- the year before we had a one year old- and we didn't plan on buying them this year just because once you buy two tickets and then pay for a sitter- you've really racked up quite a bill...

But since they were FREE- we'll figure out a way to go. I don't even know who is playing. :)

More on Davis in the wedding tomorrow. Happy Wednesday!

Overwhelmed

I feel completely overwhelmed. With everything. You name it, I feel overwhelmed by it. I'm tired...Holden was up about 4 times on Sunday night, just to hang out, and Davis was up last night throwing up. I'm behind on work. I haven't worked out in a week. I got a bill for a so-exorbitant-i-can't-even-write-it amount from the City of Austin today (damn you, sod! don't even ask- if you heard the amount you would pass out and die. it's probably a record.)

And I feel like I am on repeat with Davis- constantly asking him to do the same things over and over- him not listening- me repeating- etc. etc. I'm literally exhausted and sick of hearing myself say:
Davis- I'm not going to ask you again.
Davis if you don't do X, you will sit in time out.
Davis, that hurts my feelings, please help me out.
Davis, I am going to count to 3, and then you better X.
Davis, whining is not going to get you anything.
Davis, please, just be nice.

So I'm going to remind myself of the things I should be overwhelmed by in a positive way. Only I get to do this...everyone else- just commiserate with me- don't tell me what I should be thankful for. Ha.

1) I have two healthy children. I would know real problems if they had health problems.

2) I have a great husband and best friend.

3) I live in A-MURR-ICA.

4) I have a nice roof over my head.

5) I work somewhere fun. I get to dress fun. We do fun things. We talk and laugh. It's just FUN.

6) A woman at the wedding came up to me and gave me probably the nicest compliment I've ever received. She said "This may sound funny...but I've got to tell you. You are the most magnetic woman in the room. Seriously. Other than the bride." HOW NICE IS THAT? I might never get another compliment like that in my life! It made me feel like a million bucks.

7) It's getting cooler outside.

8) I have God's promises. I shouldn't care about anything else.

9) I am going to the YMCA tonight to sweat it out.

10) I have great friends. Great friends.

Okay, so that is that. And that is what I am going to focus on. Thank you God. Please pull me out of my rut. I'm such a sad sack Debbie Downer these days. Maybe I'm just tired.

Peace out.

Little Miss Muffett

So the wedding weekend is over. It was beautiful, it was fun, it was tear and laughter-filled. Some of those tears were tears of joy, some were tears of frustration as Davis rolled down the hills at Barton Creek Resort in his tuxedo over and over and over...that little turkey. It's a damn good thing he looked so cute or I could have killed him!

He refused to do almost everything we asked him to do. He DID make it down the aisle, and definitely stole the show, as he carried his little red mac truck to the front of the beautiful pavilion, refusing to hold my hand, but eagerly waiting to be picked up by B once he reached the front of the ceremony.

I will tell you all about the weekend (and his performance) later- but in the meantime- here are some pics of little miss muffet and Davis. I can't think of any sweet nicknames for him right now. ;)

P.S. Holden is such a little girl- the second I put this dress on her- she began to pick up the layers so gently with her little fingers, just admiring her attire. So sweet.

P.P.S. I am so tired and in a really rotten mood today. Can't shake it. Wish I was flying to Tahiti. Alone.

Snapshots

A few pictures from this Sunday, blurry, but hopefully still enjoyable. AND...I just got a little text on my phone with a picture of Holden standing up. She pulled herself up on a suitcase. I think she's going to skip real crawling and go straight to walking. Holy cow!

Davis got a haircut in preparation for the big day. This is the before picture- but honestly the after isn't much different. I was underwhelmed with the haircut, but I guess it's better than a butcher job. 

Holden likes to be up in Davis' business when he plays. We're reaching the point where Davis is getting a little frustrated that she doesn't recognize what he is playing with.

Holden also likes to be up in my business when I'm taking pictures.

 



 

What a sweetheart.

 

 

And this is a look at Bennett's workout group, Atomic Athlete. If you click on the picture to expand it and look closely, you will see Davis and Bennett in the back left. SERIOUS BUSINESS.