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Lia reading her book :)



"Mom, getheroffofme!"

Swinging

This is the way that Lia's hair mostly ends up at the end of the day, one up, one off. :)

These are some of my favorite shoes of Lia's. She loves them because she can put them on herself.

Davy Doodle

I can't believe Davy is already 8 months old! He is such a sweet, lovable little fellow. He smiles at anyone. Someone can walk by with a frown on their face and the dear little baby just smiles and gurgles at them. He's JUST started to army crawl his way around, but he's also pulling himself up to standing on things... which has me in a bit of a panic since he is pulling himself up on stuff that he SHOULDN'T be...

Doesn't he just have the most kissable face?

My helpful girl

Whenever I vacuumed, Lia would run for her little popcorn popper thing (the thing you push that pops?) and pretend to help me vacuum. A few months ago I found this little toy vacuum at Jelli Beanz (second hand baby store) and I couldn't resist buying it for her.

Yesterday I was vacuuming and she was behind me, picking up whatever I didn't get. :) I parked my vacuum, then ran upstairs to get Davy up from his nap and when I got down, her little vacuum was right next to mine. Wheel to wheel, in perfect place. :)

I love my helpful little girl. :)

Lamb

Lia is going to be a little lamb for Halloween this year I think. Here's a sneak peek at the coming attraction!

Lia always looks so peaceful and sweet when she's asleep. I like this picture because she was holding her dolly so sweetly with both little hands tucked under her cheek.



My parents gave us some toy cars a while ago and its only recently that we've busted them out. Lia loves them and Davy is quickly following suit.

Kate

My sister Kate and I have always been close- I think it happens when you are close in age to one of your siblings. We are fifteen months apart. Over the last three years though, we've grown close. She's one of the people who I lean on when I'm having a bad day. She helps me with the kids whenever I even hint at it. She goes with me to Lulu Carpenter's to get big pieces of chocolate ganache cake and then eat a whole piece by ourselves (which probably has a couple thousand calories in it...) She's the one who will boldly go up to anyone who I'm to scared to approach and ask a question. She's my partner in crime. She's my go-to-gal. She's the one who spends two hours at the Farmer's Market with me and the kids, just tasting samples and having a good time.

My heart has always been filled with love and admiration for my kid sister. Behind her cheerful exterior, there's an incredible firmness and resilience. An incredible devotion and truth. If I could be, deep down inside, half of the person that she is, deep down inside, I would be so proud of myself. Words can't even begin to come close to telling how much my little sister means to me. I would trudge my way through hell and highwater to rescue her. I would give up sugar for the rest of my life to take away her pain. She is by far the most caring person I have ever known. But I don't want the world to think that's all there is too her; that she is caring and loving. She is SO much more. She has a wicked sense of humor. She is full of incredible courage and bravery. She makes me laugh. She is so SMART. Smart in ways that I can't even begin to understand. She is the sort of person who after you meet, you think about. You want to know more about and you want them to love you because you know that once you are in her circle of friends and family, she will always take care of you. My sister Kate has taught me more about life than almost anyone I know. She has taught me that with the terrible pain, comes great love and friendship. She has taught me how to persevere and be strong. She has taught me patience. She has taught me that eating sugary things helps you stay healthy. :)

Kate will always be among the most special people I know and I am so proud to call her my friend and so blest to have her be my sister.

Total exhaustion

Yesterday, poor Lia was beyond tired. She normally naps from 12-1:30 but it was 3:45 and she still hadn't napped. We got home from Big Duck's and I put her in her bed, but she flew out of it, screaming and yelling. I had shut the door so she whaled on it for a few seconds and then I heard utter silence. Mystified, I stuck my head in. Poor Lia had just collapsed on the floor from exhaustion. :(