I know this is weird, but was just playing around in Picasa
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
our walking boy
Coleman's walking cracks me up. He is also talking up a storm. He knows: Mommy, Daddy, Bubba and ball.
Please tilt your head. I know it is sideways, but I just had to include it!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
11 months
On the rocker, he loves to stand on it.
Dear Sweet Coleman,
Happy eleven month birthday! In one month you will be a year! My how time flies. This month you have been taking quite a few steps. We are ready for you to take off anyday and just walk tons! You have four teeth now. You have found a new love, goldfish. You devour these! This month has been much tamer than last, it seems like not a whole lot has gone on. You have had some ear infections, but if you wouldn't have had a fever I would have never been able to tell. You are always so good natured and laid back. You do not sit still for anything. You are always on the go. You also like to climb and scale things. You are out of your highchair now b/c you won't stay seated in it! You are still a momma's boy which I absolutely love! You give great hugs and you love to wave. You are such a flirt, and when you do flirt you then play Mr. Shy guy! We just love you so much, you are a precious blessing for us! Our little family would not be complete without you!
Love,
Mommy
Avery turns 3
Friday, March 6, 2009
Swimming Lessons
For Chloe's birthday we asked for money for swimming lessons. It is my desire that she become a great swimmer, so lessons are important to me! She had so much at her first lesson. She floated on her back, practiced blowing bubbles, kicked her legs, and did some things on her tummy. I am so glad she is doing this!
Sunday, March 1, 2009
New chair
Coleman can no longer stay in his high chair. I would love to take a picture of him in his high chair now, but am afraid he will fall out. He stands up in it and turns around. I know there are straps to it, but I can't get them tight enough to contain him. So, now he has joined us at the table where he can no longer get up.
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