Random

I believe the term is "blag" (brag on our blog). That's what I'm about to do because then I don't have to go journal them and I want to remember these little gems. Today an older woman went out of her way at Walmart to tell me that my baby is so cute that I should enter her in a beauty contest. Which is totally doable--I learned from a commercial today that little girl beauty pagaents don't have to cost a fortune. That was seriously the only thing holding us back. =)

Blag Number Two: Tate decided to become a first-rate tooth-brusher by keeping the toothbrush still and moving his head back and forth really fast. Pretty awesome. He also spent this morning as a streaker at the library park. His two comrades had swimming suits, but we didn't get the memo and he had an accident and demanded to go naked after that. The life of a two-year-old has it's setbacks (like having to listen to your parents), but it's still a pretty sweet deal (nudity isn't a big deal).

I've also said before that baby girl swim suits are the cutest things ever. Now that Tate is smack in the middle of potty training, I have to admit that toddler boys' tighty-whities are right up there on the cuteness scale!

Prayer Time

Tate has been praying for a while, but now we understand some of his words.

Last night it went something like this...

"...jibber-jabber a Tate...

jibber-jabber a Ma...

...I sorry...

jibber jabber I SORRY!...

...amen."

Bandana

This is Avery's outfit for one of either two activities.
Eric says for squashing grapes.
I say for milking cows. But I suppose it will work for either one, really.

Actually, she just discovered bouncing on the bed and she loves it. She also waved to mother yesterday. My little 8 month old is growing up. Speaking of growing up, Tate began potty training on Saturday and is doing well. This makes him seem so much more grown-up than before.

More of the Beach

Mom, thank you for letting us borrow your camera. I'm finding that I love it! Eric says I have to take all the pictures because it's pink. He all ready had to endure using my old pink cell phone a while back and he doesn't want that hassle again. =)

Both kids traveled great. When I took them for a ride here in town after the trip, Tate was saying "beach?" and "Pabob?", which means grandma and grandpa. I think he wants to go back every time we get in the car. I'd love to! His speech has been doing much better, which is awesome.
Here's photographer mother, showing me how to work with angles. Nice chin up!
What's a vacation without a lot of r&r?!
Happy Father's Day pops! Four kids and eight grandkids. That's the seven plus Bre's half and Ashley's half =)
Okay, I'm just going to say it. Little-miss-healthy-eater Bre has let herself go by gaining a few pounds (but maybe you already knew if you read the previous caption).
Tate and Luke. One year's difference in age, but really of one mind. It's called crazy-go-nuts! Tate does it large and loud. Luke, little and with silent stealth. Oh, how I love watching these boys in action =)
This is just too cute. Enough said.

Langdon and Avery getting to know each other...
and she thinks he's hilarious.
I love this glamour shot.
And I love this bed-head shot. She finished off the last piece of her dad's birthday cake that morning. Nicely done Taeg!!

Family Beach Trip 2010

I just read Trav's blog about the trip. Looking forward to seeing some more shots. I've got to prepare a lesson for tomorrow, so some time later I'll post some pictures of the family that I took. Let me know if you object (Bre).

Does anyone have a child that thinks family pictures are a form of torture?! I do =)

Apparently, the water touched Tate's toes, so this is as close as he would go without screaming after that. (3rd picture)

Anyway, it was beautiful!

Thanks mom for the pics and mom and dad for the beautiful place to stay.

It was great to spend time with family and an all around fabulous vacation!