Guess what I found when I came home from one of the baby showers I went to today?
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Van Douglas Carter
Van Douglas Carter was born on Saturday, March 19th.
7 lbs. 2 oz. 19 in.
Jen and baby are doing great (despite a cesarean birth). As soon as we had the green light, we jumped in the car and headed south to meet the newest Carter.
Jake was less than excited about the impromptu photo shoot in the car.
I saved the best for last. I love this picture. Doug is already a great daddy.
Van the man.
And Jen's already a great mommy.
7 lbs. 2 oz. 19 in.
Jen and baby are doing great (despite a cesarean birth). As soon as we had the green light, we jumped in the car and headed south to meet the newest Carter.
Jake was less than excited about the impromptu photo shoot in the car.
Hanging out in the waiting room.
I saved the best for last. I love this picture. Doug is already a great daddy.
Van the man.
And Jen's already a great mommy.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
My Current Favorites:
Raising Hope
If you haven't watched it yet, then shame on you. I love it.
Phineas and Ferb
Yeah, I said it. And I mean it too. This show is hilarious.
{Jake thinks it's pretty great too.}
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Nineties flash-back
Today I've listened to a little Pearl Jam, some Stone Temple Pilots, and Counting Crows: "August and Everything After"...
Now, where are my Doc Martens?
Now, where are my Doc Martens?
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Mishaps
When I was three years old, my dad wandered outside to find out what the loud, metal-crushing sound was that he was hearing from inside the house.
He found me, his firstborn, using the roof of his brand new car as a trampoline.
I don't remember getting up on the car (I was three years old), or which friend coerced me into the jumping performance for all the neighborhood kids... but I can still remember the way my dad's voice sounded when he said my name and asked me what I was doing. I remember the way my blood ran cold and the fear I felt in knowing that I was in Really. Big. Trouble.
Over the years, I've often wondered at how my dad didn't straight-up kill me right then and there. But tonight--when I found Jake hitting and smashing his pine-cone against my brand new kitchen table, I saw red.
So, I'm sorry Dad. Really... and I mean it this time.
*I have been debating if the crack in the table top's seam and dent in the leg (straight out the box!) warranted a return. I think that now--yes it does.
He found me, his firstborn, using the roof of his brand new car as a trampoline.
I don't remember getting up on the car (I was three years old), or which friend coerced me into the jumping performance for all the neighborhood kids... but I can still remember the way my dad's voice sounded when he said my name and asked me what I was doing. I remember the way my blood ran cold and the fear I felt in knowing that I was in Really. Big. Trouble.
Over the years, I've often wondered at how my dad didn't straight-up kill me right then and there. But tonight--when I found Jake hitting and smashing his pine-cone against my brand new kitchen table, I saw red.
So, I'm sorry Dad. Really... and I mean it this time.
*I have been debating if the crack in the table top's seam and dent in the leg (straight out the box!) warranted a return. I think that now--yes it does.
Monday, March 14, 2011
Clapping and Peek-a-Boo
This little girl is ten months old and loving it. {So are we, actually.}
She loves to clap and really gets a kick out us cheering her on. She has an adorable little show-off smile that is killer.
She's also started playing a little peek-a-boo with us. She isn't always spot-on with her hand placement and will sometimes just end up smashing her little cheeks or forehead, but it is always the cutest trick ever.
It's so fun watching her hit her milestones. They are so different from Jake's--which is kind of fun.
Gosh, we love this little girl.
She loves to clap and really gets a kick out us cheering her on. She has an adorable little show-off smile that is killer.
She's also started playing a little peek-a-boo with us. She isn't always spot-on with her hand placement and will sometimes just end up smashing her little cheeks or forehead, but it is always the cutest trick ever.
It's so fun watching her hit her milestones. They are so different from Jake's--which is kind of fun.
Gosh, we love this little girl.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Photo Shoot for No Reason at All
Does anyone really need a good reason to take a ridiculous amount of pictures of your kids?
I could use the practice... Some of these are really not great. At least the subjects are pretty.
{Even though a certain little girl kept trying to escape the lens to make her brother laugh.}
Anyway, I love the frothy tutu. My amazing friend, Allison made it for me when I was pregnant and I've been dying to snap a few pictures of Sarah in it.
I also love the crappy clapping pictures. You really can't tell what's going on --they are so blurry, but clapping is Sarah's favorite past-time these days. We all think it's pretty cool.
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