3.2 minutes in the life of N&G

Staying home with these two during the day makes me laugh on a daily basis. A lot. And after I

uploaded several pictures from my camera the other day, I realized again how much I adore them.

G: Are you ready Mom? Because I don't mind posing in the middle of a game of catch.

N: Grace, I'm trying to smile and be nice, but throw the ball already.

G: Okay, Nate, here is comes. Are you ready? Do you know what to do?
N: ..........

Did my mom mention I am a walking expert?

I've been walking for almost two months now. 

And yet, my walking looks a whole lot like a Sunday stroll.

At least on camera.

 Okay, picking it up now.

N: Mom, you want us to take a picture together, but Grace isn't listening and won't look up.

 G: ..........

 G: Okay fine, but no one told me he was going to tickle me.

 G: I'll give you one picture looking at the camera, but I'm not smiling.

 G: Okay then, you got your picture. Back off Blondie.

One year

I was just thinking about the crazy fact that our youngest turned a year old last week. And it got me

thinking about each of my chicklets at that age. What a darling, hilarious, exhausting, joyful age.

Fifteen

Happy, Happy Birthday our Campbell! 

 You are the funniest, kindest, most amazing fifteen-year old I have ever known. 

And we love you like crazy!

Easily my favorite birthday photo

Likely of all time. Boy howdy, that is some serious JOY happening.

Love this baby girl. And can't believe she is one. I'm just so grateful she is ours.

For the grandparents ~ Cake edition

Did I miss something?

 Anyone else aware of the flame over there?

 Is smoke any better?

For me? Suddenly this seems like a good thing.

 This looks so good, I am drooling. That is definitely not from my new molars.

 Someone is speaking my love language.

Spoiler alert. My love language is food.

Oh the deliciousness.

Don't mind if I do.

I could get used to this cake thing.

Oh yes, happy birthday to me!

For the grandparents ~ Present edition

Umm, instruction manual anyone?

 I love books. Sometimes I even smile when I read them.

I'm starting to get that this is a good thing.

Juilliard, here I come.

Oh happy day, my mom has apparently lost her mind. 
(Which is evidenced by the fact that the master bathtub is currently a ball pit.)

 Who knew that being creeped out by dolls is a gene passed through the blood?

Nevermind, I've recovered. But my baby doll may not.

There little lady, a break for you.

Apparently maternal instinct is also passed through the blood. I'm an expert.

For the grandparents ~ Morning edition

How long was I asleep?

 Really, these are for me?

 I like.

 I like a lot.

 Cereal can be so colorful? Someone has been holding out on me.

 But I'm starting to forgive them.

One

Happy, Happy Birthday sweet Grace! 

  You are so darling and fun and full of energy and you make our family complete.

You are loved baby girl!

Sisters

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