miles apart & a small connection

we may never understand them.

dad's in alabama. noah's in colorado.

last week i looked over and noah was hugging the football. weird? sure.

but then that same last week i looked down at my phone to see a picture text of dad hugging his tractor. weirder? sure.

[i thought about not posting this potentially embarrassing picture, but i thought for a second... a man who hugs his tractor probably won't be checking the latest blog posts.]

they're just two peas in a pod.

BOYS. we may never understand them.

well, some of them.

peculiarities

just to name a few lately.

licking the concrete to watch it change colors.

preferring to eat with chopsticks

and forming some serious opinions [or what my Papa calls them: "protests"].

it's about a week 'til he turns ONE.

life for us is full and busy.

shoes, baths, & books.

happenings

[ i can't take credit for the pictures.]

a kid's concert [noah just crawled around the whole time]

a fourth of july baking contest.

a marriage weekend

a little friend, just a month older than noah.

and now gigi's here. pretty fulfilling week.

table talk

how do you know when your husband is respected?

the entire table stops to listen when he speaks.

vanity

definition : excessive admiration of one's own appearance.

he smiles the biggest when he sees his own reflection. the other day i was running out of things to entertain him, so i grabbed the computer and got out the photo booth.

score.