Grateful

I've wanted pictures with a baby in the cherry blossom tree for a few years now. Well here's my baby!! Holding Liam in the blossoms didn't seem right last year. These didn't turn out as well as I had imagined (which is most often the case). You can see the branch looks like it is growing out of her head and I cut her hand off in the first one. But, I wanted to share them because I don't care all that much about the imperfection and I love them! I'm going to go out and try some more photos again before all the blossoms blow away.

Lately I've been getting these little glimpses of beauty in my very mundane tasks. It's a gift. Gratefulness in the mundane isn't one of my strong points :) I err more on the side of complain when I have a slight paper cut on my finger.  The other day I was watching Liam play and how he talks with his hand and watching him just be while Isla was nursing and I just realized - "I have it so good".  I love these little people, I love my normal little life. These moments have happened a few times recently. 

My beautiful little girl up in the trees. 

Here's to hoping for more gratefulness. Life is beautiful and I don't want to miss it with all my complaining.

My Pretty Baby

We had an 80 degree day this week. First time in a sundress with toes in the grass. I long for summer all year and when the weather warms and the blossoms sprout, something happens in my heart. Warm weather is good for the soul. 

I just got back from the doctor and she gained a whole pound this month. I'm so relieved. I've been doing everything I know how to get this gal to gain. I'm thankful. 

Isn't she lovely?? She's such a gift. Our sweet dolly. 

(I didn't web size these and they aren't working out so well on here. But I just don't have the time right now. )

The Cutest Goalie

Maybe you forgot I had another child? Well I didn't forgot. He's the little one that made me a mommy. He's growing like a weed these days, all his pants are becoming floods. He's silly and serious, he loves playing with the big boys on our street and they love playing with him! He bright and funny. He loves the peanut butter jelly song. He's a superhero who still sleeps with his baba. He's 4 and a half, not 4! He loves lions. He adores Gavin. He looks like his daddy. He's strong. He loves being read to. He's a gift to our family. He's also a good goalie - Michael told me. :) 

He told me the other day that he wishes he could marry Isla because....she would remind him of me. Sigh.....I think that is the nicest thing he has ever said to me. I shed a little tear when he said it and B looked across the table and smiled at me. My beautiful boy.