Leaving No Footprints

We are in the midst of a very busy week and other than all of us being a little tired, it’s going pretty well. Monday I got started on some cleaning and was able to accomplish quite a bit toward my goal of having the house ready for company once again.…

Owen wears many hats around here. One is literally a sombrero that Kris brought home from a company picnic last summer. He especially likes it if Kris will wear one as well.

I’m not sure why he’s furrowing his brow like this but he often does…

Once again the snow was a wash. I talked to Becky this morning and they have a ton up there but we southerners didn’t get enough to last until 10:00. Maybe we’ll get more tonight. The forecast calls for more, but I’m not counting on it.

The BIG N…

Yesterday afternoon I walked downstairs and noticed it had been raining. I was in a hurry trying to get the boys cleaned up and ready for church. I didn’t spend a lot of time mulling over rain and didn’t look at the radar as I like to do when the weath…

Don’t you love chubby baby feet?

Yesterday was a really good day. Kris and I got ready for church in record time and were out the door 3 minutes before our 7:30 deadline. I had nursery check-in duty at 8:00 so I was a little early and got to hango…

Faith is a pretty little baby and the picture I used previously doesn’t really convey that. Here’s the very first picture I took and pretty much my first glimpse of her upon walking into Becky and Bobby’s house early Tuesday morning.

She was ve…

Congratulations to my Sister Becky and her family on the birth of their fourth child, Adia “Faith” Bowen. Faith is grandchild number 10 for my dad so he gets congratulations too.

I have been staying up here at Becky’s house the past couple of days…

It’s a lovely Saturday. I haven’t been outside to enjoy the weather but I’ve sure enjoyed the sunshine that has poured in through the windows. Owen just got up from a nap and Ivan is blissfully overcome with sleep still. Kris ran some errands a while…

Kris is at work,

Owen is playing,

Ivan is crying and

I’m tired.

I have a list made and I have a lot I would like to accomplish. I feel sometimes that all I do is feed little boys, and that my schedule is completely dictated by their naps and…