8 Months and Spring Cuts

     Some days I swear the minute hand on my wall clock drags along in earnest time with the drudgery of scrubbing pots, wiping noses, kissing tears away( this of course is not so bad), and scrubbing crusty dried stains out of our Sunday best. However one glance at the calendar and I wonder what worm hole has sucked up my sweet baby and left me with rolls of chubby laughter and over-eager hands. 

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8 months and counting...

I can ALMOST crawl, but refuse to try.

I love green beans, even though my brothers never have.

I've discovered yelling gets what I want quicker.

I'm attached to mommy and mommy is okay with that.

I love tickles under my chin.

I'm fascinated by the cat. Mommy hopes to use the unsuspecting cat as crawling motivation!!!

 I still enjoy 2 naps a day.

No teeth yet.

Everything goes straight in my mouth for quality testing.

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Big brothers received their warm weather hair cuts recently, but I'm wondering if I lopped off their hair too soon. The cooler nights have returned, but there is loads of sunshine during the day to keep there heads warm and their browning hands busy.

Busy digging up worms and moving weeds. Busy kicking the soccer ball around and chasing after furry friends with wagging tongues. Busy digging in the cool sand scattered across my porch instead of in the sand box. Busy jumping on the trampoline and showing off new boo-boos. Busy being boys.

Helpers Come in all Sizes and so do Weeds

     I have finally begun the horrendous process of de-weeding my flower beds. We live near old cow pastures and apparently the generational weeds are quite stubborn and unrelenting. Not to mention our dogs feel the need to rearrange the strategically placed plants to make a cool dirt bed for frequent naps.  

     Today the weather beckoned me outside and I felt compelled to make the most of a glorious day among the deep rooted greens in my flowering bulbs. Samuel is mostly past napping and was glad to be outside tromping and pulling and scraping alongside his momma. HE got the bright idea to utilize his toys to assist me.  I hired him on the spot!

I pulled the mobs of weeds up and tossed them in a bucket.

 Samuel took the bucket and dumped it in his Loader bucket.

He brought the bucket back to me and hopped on his UN-MOTORIZED pedaling loader and took off for the "dump pile."

He does a pretty nice 3 point turn-a-round if I do say so myself.

Here is the weed pile slowing growing from his patient persistent work.

I'd say he is all tuckered out, but I'm inside taking a water break and he is back on his tracker working. This is just a completed corner I'm showing off! Please note the lovely ground cover surrounding one of my flower pots?? Well that's a weed. W-E-E-D. However, it has pretty flowers and chokes out other weeds, so it has won its rightful place among the store bought lovelies. 

Boys will be boys

 

I knew it was too quiet and when I glanced outside I found my mischief  makers spreading joy across my porch!

Snip Snip...Chop Chop

It's that time of year again....though you can't tell by the chilly May weather. We plunged forward with our summer hair cuts.  I was amazed and saddened by the change in David. My baby is growing up!

Though Samuel is NOT a fan of hair cuts, he weathered through his as best as he could. Now we are ready for swimming pools and shade tree picnics!

Spring has come

We have been blessed with not one but TWO extremely boyish, as in dirty from head to toe with glee, outdoor toys. Tim took some scrap wood and made a dirt box just the right size for small dump trucks, backhoes, excavators, and taste testing. Poppi, also known as my Dad, created a masterpiece due to withstand many years of imagination. He built a large "sand box"  and filled it with all size rocks. He built it under our large shade tree and I foresee many years of joy ahead.

 YES! That is dirt and snot adorning this precious child's face. I'm building his immune system..DUH!!

 The coolest dad ever with the coolest dirt pile ever....

 Already tasted it-YUCK. Now what do I do with this stuff???

 Say cheese for momma!

I don't believe my living room has been haphazardly covered in toys since this warm weather spell. My boys would much rather be outside exploring and I'm perfectly okay with avoiding house work. Bring on the pollen season. I'll sniffle my way through these beautiful God given days of spring!!