Nobody Loves Heather

Heather turned three a couple of weeks ago. She spent the next night with us so her Momma and Daddy could celebrate their anniversary–which is the same day as her birthday. It was her first night away from both parents at the same time, so we lived the wild life, then I snuck her to sleep as she kept emphatically saying, “I will sit UP.” Anyway–photos below from her party with us and the one we had for family this weekend.

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As you can tell from these photos. . .nobody loves Heather. My wish for EVERY three year old child is that they are all as unloved as she.

A Sunday in January

Our weekend was a fast and furious one. It involved many activities over a 50 mile area, and very little time at home. This afternoon, however, the kids got it into their heads to occupy the swing. I wish I could have gotten a photo of it. I, however, was taking a four hour nap after church/potluck duty.

From what I’ve gathered, they laid the back down (our swing can turn into a bed. . .it’s cool) and read books and discussed how they need to do that together more often. . .they had fun. Together. And that is good. My kids get along pretty well for siblings–they love each other–they also know how to push each others’ buttons. The older they get, the more that happens.

But today, they laid plans to spend more time together–and that is always a good thing.

A bunch o' Webelos

Thad's new bike in action

Um. . .help, please.

A party. . .