Last Week

And here's what was up last week:

Apparently, Sawyer ate paper.

I made Venison Chili.

(sorry for the terrible flash lighting)

Sawyer doing one of his favorites-reading

Then little man stole the photo album, a "pow pow" was given, and that's where the week's photo's ended. 

The Week Before Last

Here's what was up the week before last:

February Painting Day 2012

I'm pretty sure he was trying to eat the canvas here

One of the finished works (we did two)

Homemade Play Dough Fun

Oh, how I love those little hands!

homemade dough

work it

all done!

the {first half} of the week in pictures

So, I started this post on Monday. That means it's only taken me all week to get the thing finished. Bare with me. I may only have one little, but he's a busy one!

good gracious, he's handsome, right? we couldn't resist the amazing weather--65 degrees in January!

reading (The Grinch)--one of his favorite things! I hope he continues to love books as he grows.

typical boy (sorry for the blurriness-I couldn't resist)

sawyer hanging out with uncle jason while I got me some ellie time.

this is the first flower that Sawyer picked for me. he pulled it right up, handed it to me, and said, "flower, mommy." my goodness, how my heart swooned!

ok, now here come some photos from a real camera (aka: not the iphone). ha!

coloring and cheerios--perfect combination.

you can only kinda tell here, but he was picking up his cheerios using the tip of his crayon. who needs a spoon when you have a pointy crayon?

hey woman, what are you looking at?

Eat then color. Eat then color.

here, you color, mommy!

So, pictures, as promised. Only a week late.

And please excuse my  lack of non-focused photo taking ability. That's why I have a photographer husband, right?


Hope you have a lovely Friday!

15 Months

15 months

 I cannot believe it--honestly, how did this happen?

 I am the momma to a 15 month old little boy!

 He is perfect in every way, so incredibly smart and witty, and already has the sweetest heart.

 He is full of life and joy and curiosity.

 He makes my days perfect when he grabs both sides of my face with his capable little hands and plants a big wet one on me.

 I love that when we ask him where is belly is, he lifts his shirt well up over his head, and stick his little finger right into his belly button.

 I love that as soon as the camera comes out, and we ask him to "say cheese,"  he knows right away to crinkle up his big blue eyes, and flash his charming, toothy smile.

 I love his obsession with pointing out everything in the house, then repeating me as I spout out the names of everything his inquisitive little mind can think to point out.

 Ball, light, da-da, ma-ma, pa-pa, dog, ber-ber (the cat), book, hi, and bye-bye are all in his vocabulary.

 Moo, meow, arf, quack, hiss, grrrr, baa, and roar are all the cute little animal sounds he can make.

 His little head shakes "no" when he doesn't want something (like when we asked if he wanted a little brother or sister anytime soon. :)).

 His arms assume the universal shrug for "where is it" or "I don't know" when we look for things.

 His tall, slim self is constantly compelled to climb everything, jump over anything, and eat just about anything.

 He is a talking machine, and a ham to boot (definitely a miniature James).

 He loves to investigate and talk to other babies and kids.

 He already loves to give things to everyone--I hope he retains that through life.

 He still has an enormous love for books and bouncy balls. :)

 It is such a joy and privilege to be able to raise a child.

 It is, at times, overwhelming to think that I am responsible for teaching him about life.

 It is my responsibility to teach him how to be a respectable citizen of the world.

 It is my responsibility to teach him about loving others.

 It is my responsibility, most importantly, to teach him about Jesus.

 Once again, I am just in awe of God's grace.

 And once again, I count myself most blessed.