Her brown eyes look adoringly at her father. She has a safe refuge in him. A place she calls home. A man who adores her and tells her so. A man who holds her like she still weighs 8lbs again.
He laughs at her country version of let's go down to
the river and pray. He fusses over her..He prays for her and lets her pray. He loves his flower and....
This girl l-o-v-e-s her daddy and guess what?? I do too.
side note: I love the way when I take his picture his ring is always showing.
Hours spent at this old wooden table with the castle men his daddy bought him.What a glorious day it was indeed when the mailbox had these men hidden inside. A special treat from his daddy who understands how a little boy needs knights and a castle. He spends hours playing here. Listening to me clank around in my kitchen.
I love looking over my shoulder at him when he's talking to his men about going into battle. He is the only one I have that likes to play by himself. I give him as much time as I can to go to battle within his imagination.
Summer time for us is spent at the pool alot. In fact both boys have learned to swim on their own. I make them jump off the diving board and swim to safety just to make sure. I love being in the water with them. I love knowing that I taught them to swim and they will remember. I'm all about remembering...remember? :)
Jo is only 4 and he is tearing the water up. He is a fish.
Cullen threw off his arm floats
and just swam. Way to go guys!
These two little swimmers took a break and just watched. They love the water. They love their sweaty bodies layed up against each other. They never seem to mind piling up. My kinda girls:)
Summer time is also about Ice Cream the "lick it off yourself because your ice cream is so good" ice cream. We called 6 different ice cream places within a 30 mile radius from our house last week just to see if anybody had chocolate vanilla swirl from the machine because we LOVE chocolate vanilla swirl, but we found no one so we all piled up in the big red van and Scott took us to sonic. We shared licks like it was nobody's business and came home bellies full and laughing. Ice cream seems to do that to people.
Try it the next time you're ill, stressed, or other wise just plain grouchy.
Pull the ice cream out and pile the bowls as high as the sky and see