There is something about his hair that makes me want to scoop him up and eat him for breakfast.  That perfect haystack-blonde color…the little curls around his ears…the old-man hairline…the waves that show up any time it's humid outside (practically every day).  As I was pushing him in the stroller yesterday I was admiring his…

This is for those of you who are needing a "Samuel fix". It's a little harder capturing photos of him because he's "over it" when I bring out my camera.  "Yea – seen that thing before, not gonna perform, thanks".  But, every once in a while, I'll catch the genuine stuff – usually when he's…

We have a theme with Jacob – it is "self control".  We talk to him about self control all the time.  Controlling his body, his emotions, his tongue.  It's just one of his weaknesses, and we are continually trying to help him with it. On Monday, while partying at the Hickens, he and his buddies…

For months I've thought that he would start talking at any moment.  Slowly it has become frustrating for both of us as he struggles to communicate EXACTLY what he wants and needs from us.  Although he DOES in fact communicate a great deal – with grunts and points and body language and grins and shrieks…

I love long weekends.  And this was the best kind…limited schedule, projects accomplished, time with family and friends…just the way I like it.  Here are some highlights:  - Derek took the boys fishing TWICE  - I started a project that has been sitting in the garage for months – I bought a flea market chair…

Although over the tears, I still find myself missing my two big boys during the day.  They've had a great first week and seem to really be enjoying their teachers and classes.  Caleb is being used as the errand runner for Mrs. Tennison – she's already sensed his loyal and responsible nature.  And Jacob is…

That is what Caleb exclaimed to Samuel as he heaved him up in to the recliner with him.  And then he made his best king face.  That kid cracks me up.

over the fact that Caleb’s teacher is my former neighbor.  I found this book, that I have had for years…it was a gift from Mrs. Tennison’s mom when I graduated from college.  Ann-Marie is the name of Caleb’s teacher. Amazing, isn’t it?  So ironic.

I knew this day was coming.  The tears came three weeks ago when I realized I only had three more weeks.  The tears flowed Sunday night as Derek gave the boys "father's blessings" for school.  They came again last night at 11pm, in a big way, as I went to check on him and he…

Jacob started his third grade year yesterday morning.  It is no secret that his confidence took a nose-dive in 2nd grade, and we are all hoping for a great year in 3rd.  He is our worrier…especially at night.  To cope we've had him write down some of his fears and anxieties.  He sometimes writes them…