My Dinner with Noah

Be careful when dining with Noah! Holy cow, is he a messy eater. Add that he doesn't like to sit (he prefers to stand) and you have a very tricky meal-time situation.

Clothes Thief

Ever since Noah was born, Amelia has been wanting to try on his clothes. She thinks that all of his clothes used to be hers. Strange girl. Here's how I was surprised the other day... by one very proud little (big!) girl... finally she got her wish! Scary how Noah's clothes kind of fit... pants become shorts and the shirt... well, generally I like to keep that belly covered.

Back to ballet camp

Oh, how I love summer camp! That used to mean that I loved going to summer camp. Now it means that I love dropping my child off at summer camp.

Thankfully, Amelia loves it. Maybe too much.

I wish I had a picture - or better yet, a video - of picking her up this afternoon... complete meltdown. All it took was one tiny peek at Mom and Amelia began sobbing "I don't want to leave. GO AWAY! I don't want to go home!" It's a good thing I was wearing my mother-tough-skin today or I might be a bit heartbroken over that statement.

I'm used to Amelia crying when I come to get her from an activity. This is nothing new. She has a hard time ending the fun. But today's outburst set a new record on the Amelia-tear-o-meter. I even came prepared with a "treat" offering (SweetTarts)... "NO Mom! I don't want a treat! I want to stay!"

Wish me luck tomorrow!

O'Dapper Boy

Check out the super-cute sweater Grandma knit for Noah. He's sure to be the most dapper boy come fall. Maybe he'll get to wear it in Vail later this month when the Kemps gather to celebrate. We love, love, LOVE it! Thanks Grandma.