Sunday, November 8, 2015

A steak, a park, and a birthday…


"He's frowning because he has something on his foot but he doesn't have any arms to reach it."
-Ashlyn, describing the paint on the "Y"

This week marked our 12th anniversary.  Most people would have taken a vacation, maybe spent it on a beach or in a cabin on the mountains.  We spent it eating prime steak on the porch with the kids.  You know what?  I wouldn’t have it any other way.   Thanks for twelve great years Heather.  I’ve known you now for a third of my life, and my only regret is that I didn’t meet you sooner.

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Isla is starting to grow up quick.  She’s still not showing a lot of interest in talking, but she’s understanding more and beginning to play with puzzles and books.  The talking will come when she’s ready, at this point we’re simply happy to see her getting more independent.

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Our house saw a lot of sick people over the past two weeks and so this weekend was spent getting caught up on all the things we have been falling behind on.  That didn’t stop us to stop by the park on the the way to the grocery store to enjoy a little of the fall weather (and burn off some excess energy).  Ashlyn made a new friend on the playground and it was neat to see them play together.

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Sunday was PePa’s birthday and the kids made him birthday cards.  Ashlyn’s said “You are the best PePa ever”, which I thought was sweet (no offence to the rest of the PePas out there).  Happy birthday PePa!!

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Later that afternoon we took the kids outside while the weekly dinners were simmering.  The highlight of these pictures is Ashlyn toting James and Isla around in the cart.  One of our primary goals as parents is training our kids to be fully independent so that we can sit back with a margarita while they raise themselves.  This is a great first step.

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To help make sense of the quote this week, here are a couple of pictures of Ashlyn painting some letters she got for her birthday.  She drew a happy “H”, but for some reason the “Y” was sad.  When I asked her why, she informed me that the Y had something on his foot and no hands to pick it up with.  Oh the imagination of children.

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