What's next?

This Idaho weather has been playing tricks on us again.

The snow last week,

now the weekend was a beautiful 70 degrees.





This morning we have this




Wonder what's coming next?

To my mommy . . . .

Happy Birthday

to my wonderful, kind, beautiful, talented, wise, understanding, compassionate, generous, lovely mother.

I love you very much!

Be very very quiet . . . .

Shhhhh!

I am hunting the elusive . . . . .




Christopher


This creature shirks having its' picture taken with great skill and at any cost.

It sprinkles dirt on its' head


(to throw us off his clean boy smell, I suppose).


It grabs the camera and lets out ferocious growls.




It shuts its' eyes tight.


If it can't see you, you can't see it.



And, it will look anywhere and everywhere but the lens.



Years and years of trying to capture the perfect smiling boy picture!

The hunt goes on!

It's a bird, it's a plane! No, it's . . . . .

I have a magical super power.
The power to love someone completely.

This boy is a complicated kiddo.


He is in love with his mom to the point that I can't take one step away from him without hearing shrieking. He is good at the grumpy face. He wants what HE wants when HE wants it.

However, I have a special power.
The power to adore this little human being even if he is a little challenging.
The power to know that he has a tender heart and likes to laugh.
Just another reason I love being a mom.

What are your super powers?

Waiting For Brother . . . .

Already?

Garlicks,

Welcome back!

Welcome back
dustings of white,



excited boy footprints,



flakes on the tongue,



and warm winter coats.



Welcome back to Eastern Idaho!

Memory

Have you ever had "smell memories?"

It has turned cold here in Idaho and with the cold comes the heaters. In our new house we have separate heaters for each room. Kind of like base board heaters, but no baseboard :) When you first turn on the heaters you get kind of a burning smell. Know what I mean? It immediately sent me back to one of our first apartments


(Madison Park Apartments , for all you Madison Park friends :)) while we were at school. I have such dear memories of that place.

Subsidized,

70's,

couldn't open the oven and the dishwasher at the same time (crash),

and baseboard heaters.

Those baseboard heaters had the same smell as our new heaters.

Oh, how wonderful is that smell.

That aroma means new baby,

humble beginnings,


first steps,


the parks nearby,


simple happy times.



What are your "smell memories?"