Mama and more

Well, the Pear officially has me wrapped around his finger. I was playing in the floor with him last night when Taylor asked me to help her with somersaults. When I turned away, Michael said, "MAMAMAMAMA." Mike didn't believe me so I turned away from him again and he started up right away. I'm pretty sure my heart melted right there on the basement floor.


I miss them both today. Mike went back to school today, so the kids will go back to spending MWF with our wonderful sitter, Susan. I'm so glad Mike drops them off in the morning. I don't think I could do it. I bet it was a little hard for him today, too. He's spent the last two and a half months with them on the days I work. They're pretty good at stealing your heart!




Michael loves playing with Daddy!

Life has been good, as usual. Michael is still battling a nasty diaper rash and we go back to Dr. Dooley tomorrow. He's really concentrating on getting mobile and has been more tolerant of tummy time lately. He's starting to pull up now, so I know my days of plopping him in the floor with a few toys while I clean are almost over.

Mommy, I want to walk!

We stopped by Susan's house yesterday and she commented on how much bigger Taylor looked. I think she has really grown this summer! She suddenly seems so much older now, too. Sometimes it's hard to remember that she's only 4 because she is so good most of the time. I have to remind myself of that when she's having a rare full-blown tantrum. We've had a lot of fun together this summer. Now that football season is just around the corner, we've been talking some about Ohio State and how she will go to college one day. She stopped me the other night as I left her room at bedtime and asked, "Mommy, when do I have to move out and go to college?" I assured her that it was a really long time away. I'm sure I'll cry like a baby when that day comes.

My little beauty.

I've learned in my days of marketing writing that people don't really read the words. All they care about are the pictures, so I'll oblige. :)

When can I start hooping?

Taylor loves for me to strap her in the baby swing and then launch her! We get the whole swingset rocking. I love the look on her face here.

My future author...

...and artist.

You've gotta love kids in jammies:

We ate on the deck the other night and I let Michael eat in his walker instead of dragging the high chair outside. He had a good time eating Puffs and spitting green beans all over. He was covered with food! I took off his shirt and went inside to get wipes. When I came back out, I found this:

Champ lived up to his fat-boy image by swiping the shirt and feasting on drool-soaked Puffs. Ew.

Some more random cuteness:

Notice the green beans on his brow.

Taylor and the world's most patient dog.

Until next time,

Mommy Kel