Our friends came over for dinner on Sunday evening. We hadn't seen them in a while, and it was great to hang out and catch up. Their dog, Sabre, is Seamus' good pal. One of them was at P's side during the entire meal, waiting for any morsel of food that might come their way. [To clarify: the dogs were at his side. We let J & A eat at the table]
I love this picture of M with her Uncle J, mostly because he was in our wedding party and we don't have any pictures of him smiling. I have since learned that there isn't a picture of him smiling at his wedding, either (completely baffling since his wife is a catch-and-a-half). Glad to finally have some photographic evidence, even if it did take a couple of bottles of wine to make it appear. ;)
We came home from Kindermusik and M was helping P with his sippy cup.
If you are wondering why we have so many pictures of our kids without their shirts on, it is because skin is nature's bib; easier to scrub the kid than do more laundry!
Valentine's Day. We gave P a placemat so he could eat some noodles off of it instead of from a bowl that just ends up on the floor. Despite our best efforts, the noodles ended up on the floor and P enjoyed chomping on the placemat.
In other news, there is no love in our house. We put up some window cling decorations for Valentine's Day; M took down the "L"and left us with "OVE".
This is the least disgusting picture I could put up of P trying avocado. Reminds me of how, when we were kids, my sister used to turn to us when our parents weren't looking and show us the food in her mouth. Oh, who am I kidding?!! She still does it.
M found my nursing cover and put it around her neck. She sat down to watch a video and "feed" her sheep. When she finished "feeding" her baby, she burped it and said "Oh, barf".
I ran out of windshield washer fluid. In an attempt to be helpful, BB tried to refill it. Turns out you shouldn't put it in with the coolant. At least the arrival of the tow truck provided entertainment for M.
Seamus was still asleep downstairs with my niece when the kids ate breakfast. I don't know how people without dogs manage to keep their floors clean. Even M knows that there is no point picking up food that falls - Seamus is better than a central vacuum system.
Later that day I got a call from my dear friend. I could tell something was wrong as soon as I heard her voice. I literally ran out the door and jumped into my car for the two minute drive over to her house. When I arrived, she told me the worst news any parent can ever hear. My heart was broken for her and her family.
I don't have many pictures for Week 9, but I will post something. This is Project Life, not Project Perfect Life. So, I will continue to document the good with the bad. And, despite the horrendous events that occurred, there are many beautiful moments and a precious child to be remembered.