baby boy growing up?

say it isn't so!

yesterday...

it was time for macrae to take a nap. he started his usual i'm tired antics...you know, torturing isla by turning her show off, asking for snacks but not eating them, and general annoying little things.
i took him up to his bed but he wouldn't sleep. so i took him in my arms and rocked him back and forth (like the mom in the book "i'll love you forever") and i sang to him. but he still wouldn't sleep. so i started tickling his arms and face. and still, wouldn't sleep. THEN i did the "skuts skuts" eyelash tickle (only the dyers know what this is). and he couldn't fight me. after he fell asleep i just held him and rocked him and looked at my big baby in my arms. i didn't want to stop rubbing his back and looking at him. he's growing up too fast. my boy.

today...
he helped me clean my bathroom and even wore the rubber gloves like i did. he's good at using the windex. and he was so proud to be my helper. (in his rubber boots)

wise words from a wise man

today i took the kids to visit my grandpa. he's currently in assisted living where he also recieves daily physical therapy. he hates the place. the food is bad. the rooms are sterile. it makes me so sad to see him in this place. mostly because he has always been such a strong man.


i wheeled him outside (isla pushed the boys in the stroller) to sit in the sun for a while. the rays of sunlight landing on his cheeks and i wanted to take him back to his 80th birthday party. we talked about my dad's travel, rhett's red hair, and few other things. but mostly, i could tell my kids were making him a bit nervous. we walked him back to his room and then he told me that i had beautiful children. and that i'm a wonderful mother. and then he told me to take them to feed the ducks.

and so i did.

first isla was complaining that this wasn't pt defiance. and then they spotted the park...

tricks or tricks

my kids' halloween loot:

1 chicklet party with gannah

3 frosted pumpkin cookies

1 trunk or treat

1 dinner at grandma's house

52 pieces of candy

2 sick kids

{my bed is the nurses station}

macrae has croup

isla has the flu

they came back

and unfortunately, one got left behind...

he's cute, eh?

and the boys had to watch him while they ate breakfast

just so you know

i ate some cake yesterday. and it was mine. and it was good.

i'm 34. thank you very much.

no need to be jealous

just because fall is so awesome in my yard. you can come over any time.

oh so crafty

my latest addiction