Thursday, September 27, 2012

A conversation overheard recently

Set up:
Shayla and Clayton were having some cuddle time on the couch.  Shayla was sitting on his lap.

Shayla: Oh oh. I'm really trying Daddy.

Clayton: Trying what Shayla?

Shayla: I am trying not to toot on your leg.  I hold it! (Scrunches up her face.)

Clayton: (Chuckling) Oh thanks.  But why are you trying so hard to hold it in?

Shayla: Because you think that toots smell yucky like stinky poop poop gross yuck fart!

Clayton: (Really chuckling) Right.  Yeah that about sums it up!

As I write this Shayla is traveling out to Farm Gramma's with Corrine and crew.  And now I miss her even more.  Which Clayton kindly pointed out that... finally I am getting a taste of my own medicine!  Try a whole summer Kimberly!

The whole summer... come on that's a little bit of an exaggeration.  The longest stretch was not even 3 weeks!
But Shayla has not even been gone a full 24 hours and it feels like forever.
OK I'll give it to you Clayton.
Sorry I do that to you.
Really sorry.


Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Here's lookin' at you kid!

Do you ever get the feeling that all eyes are on you?
 

Hope you're not reading this in your underwear or picking your nose... cause they're watching you! 
 
Dyllan and Shayla and their googly eyed monster family.
 
Those girls are so cute... and creative!
 


Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Welcome little baby Logan!

Logan William.
Sept.6. 9lbs 12oz.
Okay... maybe not so little!

Shayla admiring her newest cousin at the hospital.

Mom, big sister and littlest brother.
Logan... get use to the cuddles.
And love tackles from a certain older brother
...who would not get in this picture!
Welcome baby Logan! 
You look tiny to me. 
Can't wait to watch you grow up and get to know you. 
All our love and hugs.

Monday, September 10, 2012

My Dad

I was uploading my pictures from the summer and came across this one of my Dad.
It was taken on our hike up Fountain Ridge.
I think it captures the essence of my Dad perfectly! 
Absolutely love it!

(I suppose I should have used the character... if his gotee was braided then
the essence would have been the perfect phrase!)