Bethany Beach 2010

We had a beautiful vacation this year, thanks to Papa and Grandma. Truth be told, it was comparable to having in home child care. Papa and Grandma took meticulous care of the kiddos (a much better job than I) which freed Dave and I up for some kid free dinners, walks, and shopping. We missed Aunt Linds who could not coordinate her vacation time with the week we booked. We still can't get a good family of four picture. I remain hopeful and am posting the shot anyway!

All About John

Bella was the spotlight of this blog for two years. It's Johnny C's turn to shine. And shine he does. People ask us, is he always this happy. Yes. Yes he is.

We are off to the Beach...

Heading out to Papa's beach house (as Bella likes to call it) for the next week. We are down an Aunt Lindsay this year, but look at the cutie that is coming for the first time. He is ready to take on the beach! Of course, he starts crawling the day before we leave. Good thing Grandma's friend, Shelley, passed along a pack n play that we can use to keep Johnny C out of trouble. Oh, and did I mention that the Little Man is eating too? He has no teeth, but you would never know it by what he puts away. See you when we get back! Happy Summer:)

Peaches and Laughs

Everything Good Happens in Summer

for children anyway. They get to do all the things that they love. Play with water, wear dreses that twirl, investigate the creepy crawlers, eat ice pops, walk in the rain, and sleep in the buff (well, John, that is. Poor John is on night duty while daddy sleeps. Is he really half the size of Dave?)

A Century Apart

There is almost an entire century that has passed between the birth of his great grandmother and his own. She has truly *lived* a lifetime and his is just beginning. Her love of him makes his eyes bright and full of life. His love of her makes her eyes bright and full of life. They bring each other so much light, so much love, and so much hope. Here's to more moments like this one.

Weak Moments

Have you ever been talked into doing something totally irrational by your kid?

Like making strawberry cake for breakfast?

No, not eating leftover cake for breakfast. Rather, baking a cake from scratch to serve as the first meal of the day. With frosting. And candles.

Before I had kids, I would have found this to be completely unacceptable. That was back when I knew precisely how to parent.

Now that I have kids, I know nothing about parenting and am making strawberry cake for breakfast. Does it matter that it was whole wheat? OK, I am not going to try to justify what I've done.

In the words of my husband, "Did you really agree to this."

In the words of yours truly, "Absolutely not. I mean not really. Well. Maybe. Maybe I said maybe. I can't remember. I really don't recall. Aren't you going to have some?"