Tuesday, May 31, 2011


There aren't very many differences between these pictures.

And I debated on posting them since I have a thing about my children's modesty.

But who can resist the rolls?! Rolls definitely needs to go into the "pro" column when deciding on whether or not to have children.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Saturdays from 10-11

Jamison was so excited to start soccer a few weeks ago. Unfortunately, there is something about my children, possibly a chemical reaction, I don't know, that causes them to love the idea of soccer...but not so much the actual game. He gets so hyper when we drive by the soccer fields, but once he gets on the field his attitude down-shifts. Brian is assistant coaching Jamison's team like he did for Lily's.

I've grouped these pictures into different categories.

He does try to play the game a bit when he's on the field.


This is most of what he does during the game. There are a variety of reasons: he wants the ball more often, it's not fair that someone else got the goal, there are too many other kids on the field, his legs hurt, he's hungry, he's thirsty, etc...

This one wasn't so much pouting as it was funny that he just stood in the middle of the field scratching his stomach.


Our friends, the Lizzi's, also have a daughter that plays soccer. Her older sister and Lily are friends.

Patrick even tries to get involved.

I just love the glam sun glasses with the missing tooth.


I'm starting to think that Jamison sees soccer more as spending time with dad more than anything else. And we're ok with that....if he didn't also pout every other 5 minutes.

Jamie likes to head butt Brian's legs, and while usually it's saved for play time at home, he has no qualms doing it in the middle of a soccer game.

Or telling a secret. Although he could have been trying to give Brian a headlock, I'm not sure. I just take the pictures I don't usually know what's going on.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011


I bet you thought this post would be all about a chubby 9 month old baby. Since you expected it, I won't let you down:

He looks so innocent in the tub...(don't babies have great posture?!)

so happy and peaceful....

until he splashes. Then it gets serious and violent!

I used to bring a book into the bathroom during his baths but he kept drenching all the pages.

And here, doesn't he look sweet? Not doing anything dangerous or unsafe...

until he starts to crawl in the tub. There have been a number of baths when I have sat him up from the crawling position over 20 times...but he kept going back. A few times he would slip and his face would go under water before I scooped him out. I tried to explain that will happen when you attempt to crawl in a slippery tub, but he was not convinced.

But really, the Master of the Baths in our house is Jamison. The kids take 2-3 baths a day. Oddly, he still never comes out 100% clean.

He takes baths for entertainment purposes only. Since he stays in there for about 20 minutes at a time, I'm more than happy to pay my water bill and be eco-unfriendly.

And yes, he is wearing his swimming shirt in the tub with goggles. I don't care - 20 MINUTES OF FREE TIME PEOPLE!

The only restriction I have put on him for tub time is no food. He endlessly asks for me to bring him some scrambled eggs or cheese and crackers while he's in the tub. I put my foot down there.

Unfortunately, since we have three bathtubs, he tends to rotate and leave a mess in his wake. Again, I don't care, should I repeat that he stays in the tub for 20 MINUTES??!