capes

For Father's Day this year, I made capes. That is, I made a cape for Avery, for Lane, for their dad and an extra one for my dad when he is at our house (or whoever happens to be here that needs one). Swords are often clashing and slashing around our place so it seemed like a fantastic idea to have capes to go with it.

Except I forgot how much my boys like to run. These capes are not swashbuckling capes, nor are they superhero capes, they are running capes.

They run.

And run.

And run some more.

Because what is better than racing?

Well, maybe a bit of wrestling with your sandals as arm/hand shields.

The little girl next door likes to do whatever our boys do and so she now sports a cape as well, albeit the pink version.

Big surprise, the boys have got her racing too.

 

And if for some reason you can't picture them running in capes, check this out:

 

 

And if you are interested in making one for a little person in your life, I loosely followed this pattern.

my happy girl is back!

So this third child of mine is different. In many ways. Obviously her gender differs from the boys but there are so many other differences. Less obvious is how she teethes. After weeks of unhappiness and screaming at me in the evenings she finally cut her first tooth at 6.5 months (my boys teeth started appearing at 4 months). But now that she has two teeth through, she is a happy baby again. See:

 

Now that this girlie has figured out how to grow teeth she is moving on to standing. Although she'd really like to be moving. Should be fun!

it keeps going. and going. and going.

This truck debuted way be here. It became a favorite toy again here. And now it is back. Albeit with a few less stickers.

Maia loves to sit on it, have the music play and go for a ride. All too soon she'll be stable enough to have her brothers push her around and not long after she'll be pushing herself. Crazy. Uncle Mike, you did well. Thank you for the gift that keeps going and going. And going.

 

The best part? We haven't had to change the batteries yet.

 

PS - Can you find a cute little tooth in that big smile??

besant campground

One sunny afternoon, our family decided to go on a picnic adventure. So, a circuitous drive down the highway later, we found ourselves at Besant Campground. We found a lush picnic spot... with no playground. Although confused, disappointed and not understanding how there could be a place without a playground, the boys amused themselves by playing hide and seek:

and looking at bugs:

while the girls sat on the grass playing with toys and watching the boys.

happy, chubby baby girl

In the midst of teething, this girl could sometimes still find a smile or two.

 

Which was a good thing as it was the only thing keeping me sane.



mud. pure and simple.

After a long winter with lots of snow, the snow finally melted into the time of year we typically call spring. This year that meant water. Which, in our current yard, meant mud. Ahem. MUD. MUD. MUD!

Not that the kids care. Nope, just me. Especially when it comes to trying to keep my house somewhat clean. But I digress. It's about the kids, right? Because what is better than getting wet and dirty outside where mom can't mad at you and you can make a big mess and mom can't get mad at you? Nothing. Nothing is better than that.

Oh, wait. Maybe running through the mud puddles with your neighbour. Yep, that probably is better. See for yourself:

 

Did you hear the water sloshing in their boots??

makes me smile

My boys love being with their sister, are very protective of her and try their hardest to play with her.

They are all growing up so fast - some days it seems so incredible how big they have gotten! Maia is starting to sit, Avery is mastering talking and Lane is getting to be a little man.

 

These kiddos make me smile.