Saturday, September 30, 2017

Happy birthday, Zane!

I realize pictures are tortoure but Zane usually cooperates a little more. He took me on a crazy adventure this day. Zane is incredibly funny, gentle, compassionate and rambunctious! What a wonderful 7 years it has been with him!

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Street Cleaner

The kids were watching the street cleaner. Vanessa was explaining to Zane and Hendrix how it works.

Monday, September 25, 2017

That Teacher

I remember being the young teacher to the graduating class of an elementary school. Vanessa's teacher is fun and silly. She played softball in high school and college and relates really well to Vanessa. She cheers Vanessa on and embraces her just as she is. I still have sweet and fun relationships with my students too. Some through Facebook and some through snail mail. I imagine Miss Hall is making quite an impression on V, and hopefully inspires her to follow her interests and gifts.

Friday, September 22, 2017

At the Mall


Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Breaking Bad

 He's always breaking things. Breaking is bad.

Monday, September 18, 2017

Passing the Time

 He's writing big ideas and checking out American Girls.
Recently I started thinking about how I haven't documented as much as I should have. Here are some notes I have taken in recent times. It probably needs updated already. I look at the list and think about how his language has exploded lately, so this is not the most up-to-date list. :-)

Hendrix's Eating Habits
Milk (likes cold if environment temp is hot, otherwise he prefers room temperature)
Bananas cut into bite size pieces
Really good apples diced up
Buttered broccoli florets
Sometimes Green Beans
Sometimes strawberries
Seems to really like pineapple
Loves to walk around with a half slice of white bread that has peanut butter thinly spread and folded in half again, like a quarter sandwich – this is his food on the run.
He likes Pillsbury Cinnamon Rolls
He loves Golden Grahams
He loves strawberry Danimals
He loves blueberry bagels (he sort of says bagels when pointing to where ours and the toaster is at)
Seems to like a lot of cooked meats, life tender beef, shredded pork, bacon, chicken
Ritz crackers
Apple cinnamon Nutrigran bars
Potato chips, even BBQ

Hendrix Speaks
“that”
“these”
“me”
“Adam”
“Zane”
“Zay-yay-ne” for “vanessa”
“Yes”
“see”
“Please”
“Help me”
“Ice”
“Thank you”
“Mom”
“Mommy”
“bye”
“hiya”
“Gaimama”
“Gmpapa”
“owie”
“No”
“open”
“bath”
“Night, night”
“See you later!”

And have you heard the boy count?! J Especially “four, five, six, seven!” He cracks us up when he plays hide-and-go seek with the older kids, squinting his eyes closed and yelling “Ready or not!” in his infant articulation. 

Friday, September 15, 2017

What a big eye you have!


Wednesday, September 13, 2017

No Labor At All

Just stories and play . . .

Monday, September 11, 2017

Patrolling for Safety

She's been eager to do this for a really long time. She heads out earlier and gets home a little later. She rides her bike to school on days she serves. She picked the busiest crossing point for her very first rotation.
There she goes . . .

Friday, September 8, 2017

Pool Wrap

It was a good summer! Hendrix kept things interesting. I intentionally stayed away from the interactive water area because of how much Hendrix loved it. He loved to stand under the dumping bucket. He loved to go down the slides. If the pool was busy, he was too fearless for my comfort, so we lingered by the steps in the main pool and walked up and down the ramp, in and around the railings, and jumped off the side whenever we could.
At the end of the summer, Hendrix stayed home with Daddy so I could play in the pool with Vanessa and Zane, with no distractions. 
I feel so blessed to hang with them as much as I do. They are my sunshine.

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Cuddle Hold

Hendrix recently started climbing behind me to sit down and wrap his arms around me, hugging me from behind. I'm loving it. He pushes me to sit down just so he can do it.

Monday, September 4, 2017

The Years

By Zane -- Spring of 2017

A blessed 18 years . . . 18 years?! Really?! I have to look at the number and do the math every single time. Doesn't seem real. Ups and downs but I've never questioned the possibility of something else . . . I've known all along I was meant to do life with you, to ride the ups and downs and push, pull, and hold you. 24 years of commitment. 24 years?!

Friday, September 1, 2017

Precious Moments

I have a collection . . .