I Heart Faces Contest

This weeks contest is all about boys.
The kid entry is one of Miles' 6-month shots that I took this weekend.
My adult entry is Travis doing what he loves to do!

Miles is 6-months-old!

I am CRAZY about this kid! I took his six-month pictures today and we both LOVED it. He is in heaven when Mommy gets direct 100% of my attention at him!

I love this picture! Here he is: in the kitchen, on a huge piece of fabric, with all the windows and door open, crammed inside a giant tea cup, Mommy is laying tummy-down on the floor, and the only question going through his head is, "What's this thing on the end of my leg?"

This is what he thought of being an angel.

And, last but not least, his cute little bare bum!

Watch for more of these on my photography website. I will post them when I have all of them edited!

Awkward

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Quinn Cracks Me Up!

I laid with Quinn before he fell asleep tonight and we talked and talked. Finally, I said goodnight and got up to turn the light off. As soon as I flipped the switch and the room went dark Quinn yelled, "OH NO! MINE EYES ARE GONE!"

Do you love yard sales?

I do. Some wonderful person (people?) put together this awesome blog... they even organized it to be north to south! If you love yardsales and are in Cache Valley check this out!

Bath Time!

When Quinn was brand new I was always so on top of documenting every little event through pictures and video. With Miles... not so much! In fact tonight was the first time I ever even grabbed a camera for bath time! (We joke that it is good that they look so alike... we can write Miles' name on the back of some of Quinn's baby pictures!) Miles has recently started joining Quinn in the big tub and they have a lot of fun together! These two love their baths!

A good lesson!

I haven't kept it a secret that I am fed up with the thieving young vandals who live all around us in our apartment grouping. Quinn's toys constantly disappearing or mysteriously breaking, my flowers all being thrashed, my garden decorations going missing, etc. really adds up and drives me nuts! So when we went to McDonald's last night so that Quinn could play in the Playland I was disappointed to see that the place was crowded with kids of "that age" (8, 9, 10, 11-ish). I watched everyone like a hawk. I was ready to stand up for Quinn if an older kid so much as bumped into him (okay, I am being a little bit dramatic here, but you get the idea... I was on edge).

Quinn did fantastic climbing the tubes until about half way. He came out into the opening and then didn't know which way to go. From the ground I was trying to guide him which way to go and he was starting to panic. I was helpless! Then one of the little boys -who I had figured was a heathen- said, "Don't worry, I'll help him!" and took off up the tubes. He took Quinn's hand and helped him up the rest of the way. Quinn squealed and laughed all the way down the slide and came out at the bottom sitting on that little boys lap! As soon as he was standing up he took off right back up the tubes! The boy was right behind him, asking if he wanted help. They rode down the slide together again. The sweet little boy, whom I'd been so quick to dismiss, came over to me to tell me how good Quinn did that time, and that "he learned a lot and was good at climbing." That first boy, along with a second one, helped Quinn and played with him the whole time, not even once trying to escape little Quinn who slowed them down so much!

Those sweet little boys almost brought tears to my eyes; it was a fantastic lesson for me! It was so reassuring to see boys of "that age" being such awesome kids!