Firstborn 14

Our firstborn is Fourteen.

Happy Birthday Chandler Brice!

You are an awesome young man. 

What a tremendous gift it is to know you and be a part of your life. 

We Love You!

Lunch & a TuTu

Some days we walk across the street for lunch...

Blue Sky Day: 

...still wearing our tutu: 

"SMPHELLING" flowers (scrunch your nose when you read that) 

Finally convinced the tutu can skip lunch: 

Lunch in the sand (and maybe a little sand in the lunch, if you get the seat next to PrincessTot)

Happy campers headed home.

Fourth of July ReCap: Fireworks (Part 5)

And in this segment, I finally finish up the Fourth of July photos. There are a LOT of them. This is because I can't bear to toss out any picture with a human element in it- fingers, knees, toes... whatever... if I can make out a person in the picture, I have to keep it (because, who knows when you may wish you had all the pictures you could ever want of a person, even only their toes...yes, this is how I think. I've grown used to it) 

I've included far too many of them in this little post for this reason: Sometimes children move when you are trying to take their photo. I have often found that from one frame to the next a child may go from resembling themselves to an uncle or aunt or parent. With just the shift of a smile, the lift of a brow... all of a sudden a new resemblance is discovered. I don't want to cut any possibilities out for those family members who stay in touch via photos posted here. 

For those of you who aren't related or somehow beholden to these children, just scroll through really fast; some were taken only seconds apart, so they animate :)