There is a million things on the "to do" list, and one of them is to post Rachel's growth pictures. After rounding all the corners of these pic's... I actually stopped and looked at the differences. The changes I either deny or can't see. 


I know that she doesn't really fit in her bassinet but I still keep her there... 
I know that she fits better in 6-9 month clothes, yet I still squeeze her into 3 month...
I know that she should have solid foods now, yet the bottle is so cute, especially when she tries to hold it.
I know she should be napping in her crib, yet I hold her and cuddle her for many naps.
I know that she should be on her tummy more practicing crawling, yet I prefer to lay next to her and read and stare at her adorable profile.


See.. denial...


can i stay here a little longer?

I'm at the point now where she is no longer doing things she used to do. No more 3-4 night time visits, no more crying in the stroller, no more little hairs in the bassinet, no more leaving her on the bed. This girl is smiling, laughing, talking, rolling, grabbing and holding her head up high! 


I often pray that I would slow down enough to enjoy every single moment of life right now. Time seems to be in super fast mode... and I don't want to miss a thing. I don't want to miss a single miracle this little girl shows me everyday. 
So maybe I did hold her while typing this post. How could I not... Off to love on this little one. Also known as
Jo jo
smalls'
rae rae
bopple baby
cheeks
little bug
and on and on we go.... 

womb

april  One Month

May Month Two

June. Month Three

July. Month four

August. Month 5

 I know, I know.. everyone thinks their children are the most adorable. But honestly....
Between Matthews eyes and Rachel's checks...
I think we are competitive.

Unfortunately, Yes.

So we had the traditional night before school feast. Sloppy Joe's. With the leftovers straight to the lunch box. We told jokes, did a spongebob mad libs and celebrated cousin Joshua's birthday. To top it off sparkling lemonade in "toasting glasses". The toast this year is for JOY and for a special friend. This is going to be a rough few days for Matthew. He is starting school this year without his best bud Ben. So many tears have been shed, and many prayers prayed. I'm not sure a feast of pure sugar would comfort this little man. Thankfully we have a God that always provides, and hears our requests. Actually... already knows our needs. Here's to a great third grade year!!!

 Can you believe how big Rae is getting? She did great hanging out listening to the waves. Someday I will teach her all the tricks to the perfect lay out on the beach. Proper flipping, angles and of course diet coke in a Styrofoam cup. (doesn't sweat as much) I will have this girl so tan. But of course sand castles and sand cones first.

More to come....