Fall Playdate Vol.2

About a year ago, they played at the park together. Like this.

And it's hard to believe another year has gone by. They have played together a bagillion times since then. But, this day, about a year later, I captured them together again.

And I liked what I got.

We started with a little fashion photo shoot, per Lydia's request. You can about imagine how hard she had to twist my arm to get me to do this!

She made some pretty faces.


And some funny faces.





And then they both decided they wanted to get bundled up and go outside to play on the deck.

They played.



And read books.


And made some more happy faces.


And some squishy faces.





And made me realize just how lucky I am.

Canteloupe Crazy

At our house, we are all about the business of getting ready for summer. And what better way than to sit out on the deck, stuffing our faces with canteloupe?!

Springtime Sweetie

I love so many things about spring. One of the first things I love is that it comes at all. I think we were all beginning to wonder if would ever come. After blizzard, flood, blizzard, flood....it was kind of like a a fleating fantansy.

Dare I say though....It's FINALLY here!!! Maybe it's not super-amazing weather every day yet...but we still get to go outside and play some days. And that is just plain old neat to me.

I love opening the windows. Feel that spring breeze. See the flowers in the field. Hear those cute birdies sing.....oh wait, I'm quoting a Bert and Ernie springtime Elmo book....sorry. I guess I have read that one a few too many times.

But really, I love so many things. Looking at new bikes. Watching Leighton play with sidewalk chalk. Leighton playing with his cousins. And check out these photos.....doesn't he have one of the cutest cousins around? She's one of my little Springtime Sweeties. And I'm sure you won't argue with that!

My Home-boy and his Home boy kitty.

My home-boy.

Rather.

My super-adorable home-boy.

No. That won't cut it.

My RIDICULOUSLY, super-adorable home-boy.

That's more like it.

Apparently, I'm not the only one with a home-boy around here.

My home-boy has a his own home boy kitty.

Who he kindly shares his goldfish with.

And if a home-boy is gonna share his goldfish, he may has well share his kisses too.

I love that home-boy.