Disarm them, and then do what you want

My Sweet Little Cupcake,
We got to spend some time together today. Just you and me. Just me and you. Time like this is a precious gift these days. These days are spinning and whirling and dropping away--faster and faster, like sand at the very end of an hourglass. And you, precious little snuggly little you -- how is it that you are days away from eight months old?
I love to watch you. You are going to be an unstoppable force. And already, you are so coy -- your smile is your weapon of choice. Disarm them, and then do what you want. And I know that you do it, and I watch you do it, and you do it to me--and goodness me, I let you. I am so very charmed by you, by your dark eyes and the tilt of your head that accompanies your smile, and your very wet open mouth kisses, and your "ma ma ma ma ma".
I am so glad your are mine.
You are treasure from heaven,
xoxo,
mommy

Are You Ready For Some FOOTBALL?

Ok, so it's Sunday, and as with so many homes in America...that means football. And, as you can see, we are attempting to create our own football team (we are lacking depth in some positions, but that's a separate conversation).

I love watching the Big D running with his boys. There is laughter and giggling--and even though the object of the game is to AVOID being tackled, they both seem to run right too him, and slow down, and laugh in anticipation (maybe we aren't explaining the game right).

This is big time sport in our family. It's every man for himself.



See, it doesn't matter that he's 3. We take no prisoners.
Oh, wait. Maybe he's just taking a nap...


And just because every post around here needs some pretty....