Catching Up | My Life

Did you hear?  We got a lot of snow today.  In fact, it is still snowing.  Last I was outside, the snow was up to my knees, and that’s not even where it has drifted.  Big BIG snow.

So, in between getting my kids dressed to go in the snow, getting them undressed from being in the snow, dressing them back up, and then undressing them, and then dressing them to go out yet again, well, you get the point, in between that, I’ve been figuring out my cataloging in Lightroom and trying to become a bit more organized.  For you non-photographers, that just means I’ve been playing with my photos.  Something new, eh?

As a result, I found I have some catching up to do around this here blog.

Last week, my little guy turned 3.

He was surprised with many “Diego” items.  He loves Diego.  Unless you have a 3 or 4 year old, you may not know who Diego is.  He is the boy-counterpart to Dora.  Well of course.  Still don’t know what I’m talking about?  Oh well, your loss.

Al rescate, “to the rescue”!  The favorite item was his very own “Rescue Pack,” the exact replica of Diego’s.  I filled it with a Diego telescope, a Diego watch, a Diego flashlight, a stuffed baby jaguar (Diego’s sidekick), a Diego book fashioned as “Click” the famous camera that helps Diego (and it actually makes the shutter-click sound!), and a Diego phone.

This Diego phone actually says his name.  Oh my gosh, the thrill this brought to his little face.  “Hola Brendan.” “Brendan, you’re my friend.”  Precious.

This is him hugging to pieces his little stuffed Diego and the baby jaguar.

We also got him a couple DS games.  He doesn’t have a DS (come on, he’s only 3!), but all his sisters do, and he loves to play around with it.  So, of course, we got him a Diego DS game.  This is his sister trying to help teach him how to play.  A calm moment rarely seen on film, or in person for that matter.

And then he was off ~ crown on head, Rescue Pack on his back, and a big smile on his little 3 year old face.

Gosh I love that kid.

Speaking of kids I love, after B’s birthday I took my youngest daughter K to see the Nutcracker.  Just she and I.  So rarely do the daughters get one-on-one time unfortunately (of course, the little guy has me all day).  K was pleased as punch to have a “date” with me.  We went shopping earlier in the day to choose her outfit and her new shoes (heels!).  Isn’t she precious here?  This is our “little” tree (we have two trees).

I caught her sneaking a peek at some of the ornaments.

And I have to include this, well, just because.  The little guy became quite smitten with K’s dress-up winter coat.  The night before, B wore the coat for about an hour after his bath and then he wanted to sleep in it.  He loved the glamor of the coat, the red, the length, the fur, well, darn near everything about it.  When he saw the coat come out of the closet for my date with K, well, he just couldn’t help himself and put it on again.

What is so incredibly funny about this is that once he knew the coat was available to put on, he ran upstairs to get his sister’s red fleece slippers to match.  Yep, he is growing up with girls.

{Note the sports pjs though.  Note the sports pjs.}

{Just sayin’.}

Until next time, which will probably be later tonight,

A