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inside voice… duh me!
Showing posts with label bean loves diggers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bean loves diggers. Show all posts
June 29, 2014
May 30, 2014
Little dreamers. Bright smiles.
I hope he always dreams BIG!
Happy weekend!
And she keeps her bright eyed smile, even on the toughest of days.
Happy weekend!
August 2, 2013
Getting our puddles on!
Everything about these photos was fun (even the one wee meltdown).
Everything about these photos is unstaged.
Everything about these photos makes me eternally grateful to be a Mumma...
Happy long weekend.
After many HOT days in our pleasantville we got to enjoy some PUDDLES, hot chocolate and rain drenched mountain air!
Everything about these photos is unstaged.
Everything about these photos makes me eternally grateful to be a Mumma...
Happy long weekend.
After many HOT days in our pleasantville we got to enjoy some PUDDLES, hot chocolate and rain drenched mountain air!
PEEK!
While he still loves riding in his chariot, he is a big fan of pushing it by himself. #mrindependent
For real... a double take! It was nothing short of hilarious.
"Mumma... do you hear that?!?!#@"
"Don't touch! They have these in Zona (Arizona)." He gets his smarts from his Dad.
... and the best damned chicken sandwich I've ever had (sub the hummus for old school mayo)! FRESHIES!
May 7, 2013
Sandbox. Diggers. All things BOY!
This weekend Papa and Dad built Bean a new sandbox.
We overcame the dreaded flu bugger that has been lingering for nearly 2 weeks and did it up right in the '11th hour'.
To say it is a HIT is a huge huge huge understatement.
The boy has managed to pack every item with wheels and diggers and loaders and buckets from the depths of every toy corner of our home to celebrate in the grande opening.
No toy shall be left out.
I look at our wee old repurposed sandbox and wonder....
WOW, big enough for a lady bug maybe?
But that is just my take on the matter.
A sandbox.
A child's right of passage?!
The sand tracking in the house has increased exponentially.
And the floor cleaning required by my standards is nearly out of control.
But someone thinks it's a fair upgrade. And that is what matters.
Thanks Papa.
Thanks Daddy.
So happy my boy has a sandbox to dig in as I did when I was a little girl.
We overcame the dreaded flu bugger that has been lingering for nearly 2 weeks and did it up right in the '11th hour'.
To say it is a HIT is a huge huge huge understatement.
The boy has managed to pack every item with wheels and diggers and loaders and buckets from the depths of every toy corner of our home to celebrate in the grande opening.
No toy shall be left out.
I look at our wee old repurposed sandbox and wonder....
WOW, big enough for a lady bug maybe?
But that is just my take on the matter.
A sandbox.
A child's right of passage?!
The sand tracking in the house has increased exponentially.
And the floor cleaning required by my standards is nearly out of control.
But someone thinks it's a fair upgrade. And that is what matters.
Thanks Papa.
Thanks Daddy.
So happy my boy has a sandbox to dig in as I did when I was a little girl.
March 10, 2013
February 27, 2013
Oranges!
Diggers.
Snacks.
Messes.
Counting.
What else can this Mumma ask for?
Did I mention diggers?
Afternoon adventures without spending a penny.
UHM...... I made that beautiful critter!
January 27, 2013
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