Exploration

Boys do what boys do. Explore.

Declan loves pine cones, crunchy leaves, new textures, and running from his mom.

Daddy's Boy

Declan's been a major daddy's boy recently. It melts my heart.

I think Mark's appreciating all the snuggles and loving his little boy is giving him.

We're going through a lot of madness over here that I'll blog about later (economy related) so it's good to remember what really matters. Keep snuggling with daddy, little man, just don't forget your mama needs an open mouth kiss and squeeze once in awhile.

Wordless Wednesday

November :2008:

Halloween :2009:

Watching (ahem, playing during) the Husker game. They won. Finally.

Our little newsie: :) :)

Hanging out with buddy Owen:

The kiddos at the big Halloween bash:

Hmmmm...what's this?! Sugar!! (We're mean- we didn't let him eat it)

The Dog Children

It was a lounge around day for these crazy dogs. Mr. Jack:

Sophie Mae in Declan's bean bag:

Hey, you, little man- let me play!

Pumpkin Patch :09:

I don't know if this is a Nebraska thing but we have several pumpkin patches to pick from. This year we went for the smaller patch at the edge of the city. It was certainly toddler sized and perfect for our first pumpkin fetching experience.

We were joined by these two crazy kids (my in laws G-pa and G-ma 'H'):

Declan's partner in crime was his cousin Asher (4 months apart in age) and my sister-in-law Nicole. This is her "not showered" look. If I could only be so lucky. She's a gorgeous one. Oh, and I know it looks like my eyes are closed. They practically were! BRRRRR. It was a chilly, windy morning:

I love this picture of Decs and his grandma:

Declan is chatting up a storm these days. His favorite word is "goigle, goigle" (not a word but SO CUTE out of his mouth) but also says "Declan" (heavy accent on the "dec"), "tickle, tickle", and "oh oh". These join "daddy" and "mama". He's in the middle of sharing what's on his mind here:

I know I'm terribly biased but aren't these cousins just the cutest?! We're having a little girly girl cousin join the troop in January (or December...we'll see) and it will be a whole new dynamic. Can't wait!

I want to eat this kid with a spoon. I know that's a weird expression but, seriously, those cheeks?! Oh, Asher. Precious.

Don't start with me at how old Declan looks in this picture. *sniff*

(See the hay in his mouth?? He's a farmer-t0-be, maybe?)

There are too many things I love about this picture. Decker's sweet, contemplative face, the adorable way he rocks his popped collar, his tiny fingers gripping the stem of the pumpkin. I'm nauseating, I know. I'm mama and this is my blog so it's allowed! For my reader's sake, I'll cut the gushing for now. :)

Declan vs. the Bib

Mealtime around our abode starts a bit like this:

It progresses nicely as Declan enjoys his yummy food.

And then it happens. He realizes he has a bib on and starts to rip it off. Knowing I already have a mound of laundry (plus wearing a bib isn't too much to ask?!) I promptly tell him "no sir", which then ends up about like this:

Okay, okay. I give in. I mean, his "this sucks" face is irresistibly cute but it's not worth the tears. No bib, Delcan wins and meal time resumes.

Yum-o.