McCartney

Miller

Skiing with daddy

Who needs lessons when you have daddy? Ted took McCartney to a little hill at the park a few times and she picked it up right away. She was so proud to show the kids sleading how well she could ski. She loves an audience. :)

McCartney's 6 yr old Barbie Pool Party

McCartney wanted a Barbie swim party at the Dublin Rec Center.  She and he dad are so social, they created a  guest list of 26 kids! We had to book a double room. :)  Many of her friends and family were able to come and we all had a great time.

The results of a pool party:

Easter bunny does it again

I'm a big kid now.

It was a weekend of firsts.

McCartney learned to ride a 2-wheeler bike and Miller went pee on the potty!  They are getting so big and are as precious as ever.
McCartney talks like an adult sometimes and remembers everything!  She's in to make-believe right now and likes to play neighbors and friends where we pretend we live in neighboring apartments and she feeds us lines to say while we play.

I just love how both Miller and McCartney never hide their excitement about things.  They jump up and down, yell "Mommy!" and run to me, and run around and play happily.  

Miller can say everything now!  He has opinions about things and has recently become interested in dinosaurs.  He knows the names of every dino and says their names in the cutest ways.  T-REX! Bonk-tail, two-tops, raptor raptor.
He calls himself, "Milner" and touches his chest and says, "Bruddy."  He likes to play on the floor with his trucks and can also be found sitting in his rocking chair looking at books.  He just the best guy.  Athough he says he's, "I not a guy.  I a boy!"  When asked if he's a guy, he says, "not yet!"

Santa was good to us!

Tis the season

McCartney happily chatted with Santa and had a list that included a Barbie Dream House, an Elsa radio and a hid-a-pet.  Miller was not interested in talking to the man in red.

McCartney wanted to be a part of the production at church and was honored to play an angel.  She looked as cute as can be and felt very important escorting baby Jesus down the aisle on Christmas Eve.

Our little sports guy wanted a helmet so bad!  Aunt Emi hooked him up.

Cute as a button!

Mean as an old man? Ted and laugh and say where does he get his mean streak? When he doesn't like something he spits at it like an old Italian man!  Of course we are kidding. Most of the time Miller is a doll; laughing, hugging, chit chatting non-stop...