Continuing to look back at some favorites from the past year…
Yes, your eyes aren’t deceiving you, you’ve already met these two brand new sisters in previous blog posts. But I’m posting more from their session because A) I’m madly in love with these two, and B) I’d like to take a moment to celebrate the newest sisters I know. Big Sister R and Baby Sister A are very very new to this whole sister gig, but I think they’re already on the right track for a life-long friendship.
Big sister is loving, sweet, and mostly interested in helping with her baby sister, while baby sister is patient, easygoing, and really quite remarkably tolerant of the inadvertant pokes and prods from big sister. I look forward to seeing these sisters grow together!
Twins have an amazing bond. I’m not a twin, but I’m both a daughter of a twin and a mother to twins, and I have seen more times than I could possibly count what an incredible, deep bond twins can have with one another. Sometimes people think that the twin bond only happens with same-sex twins, like my boys or my friend Casey’s twin girls, but the truth is that those boy-girl pairs can have just a close twinbond as any other set of twins.
The reason I bring this up is because I recently was reminded of this upon meeting this darling little pair. Brother and sister, they were happiest when the other was nearby (if not sitting immediately to the right). That twin bond is there, you can see it.I’m sure there’ll be rocky moments from time to time in their twin relationship (as with any multiples, or even just a pair of singleton siblings), but if they’re anything like my boys, these two will be among the luckiest in the world to have their best friend right by their side all the time.
Lucky me! I got to visit with an old friend, young Miss R, recently. We got together just about a year ago at the Rose Gardens in Raleigh, and I was so very happy to get to see her again this fall.
I tell you, though, it is pretty amazing to see how much she’s grown up in the space of one short year. I swear, next thing I know, I’ll turn around and she’ll be driving.
I have so very much to catch up on it is not even funny, and even though I just looked at the calendar and realized that December is mere days from now, I refuse to let myself become overwhelmed and end up accomplishing nothing. So let’s do a little catching-up here, shall we?
Can we talk about Mr. A for a moment? Let’s do, because this kid is Awesome with a capital A. He’s funny, super-smart, quick with a smile, sweet as anything, and endlessly curious about his world.
And he’s also my favorite age: 5. Although to be completely honest with you, my favorite age is pretty much whatever age a wonderful kid is who is in my presence at the moment. But especially so with Mr. Awesome A.
We live rather close to the State Fairgrounds in Raleigh, and while sometimes it’s inconvenient (oh the traffic) and noisy (fireworks every night, upsetting the dog, who thinks it’s a thunderstorm), we’re always glad when the calendar shows it’s time for the North Carolina State Fair. Sure, the rides are fun and the pig races are hilarious to watch, but in the end, I think it just boils down to this: Fair food rocks our world. Deep-fried Oreos, funnel cake, giant grilled turkey legs, roasted corn on the cob, deep-fried cheesecake, alligator-on-a-stick, and of course corndogs. There’s nothing like a State Fair corndog, y’all.
Yesterday, the State Fair closed up shop for the year, returning our neighborhood, lives, and diets to normal. See you next year, State Fair!
Maybe it’s because I loved my own stints as a flower girl so much (to the extent that I had my beloved flower girl dresses in my regular Dress-Up rotation well past the age of 8), but I admit I have a weakness for seriously adorable flower girls at weddings. And this little sweetheart, Miss K, ranks right up there in my personal top ten cutest flower girls…which says a lot considering my own flowergirl Mara (who is now in high school – oh my head) typically takes up the top nine slots on that personal list.
Busy! Life is so busy and fun these days, I barely know where to begin. I thought one way to do that would be to share some photos from a recent family session that make me smile all big just to see. Little Man O and his family were such a delight to hang out with for a while one Saturday morning, and when he spontaneously grabbed some leaves and flung them up in the air while jumping at the same time, I could barely contain myself.
Can you remember having this kind of joy? Isn’t it glorious?
Pugs are definitely an acquired taste. Don’t tell our pug this, but up until the boys and I spotted her at the animal shelter four years ago, I was in the “Pugs Are Seriously Ugly” Camp. But for whatever reason, when we walked past her at the animal shelter and she looked up at us with her big brown eyes, I immediately switched allegiances to the “Pugs Are Seriously Adorably Ugly” Camp. We named her Sezen (after how our boys then pronounced the number “seven”) and she’s been an adorably ugly member of our household ever since then.
She’s good with the children, sweet as anything, devoted to my mom, sleeps on the back of the couch like a cat, and snores so loudly you sometimes mistake it for someone running a snowblower outside (even in summer). I wanted to be sure to get some seriously ugly puggle cuteness in as my I Heart Faces Pets entry.
We’re barely two weeks into the kids’ summer vacation and are already well-established at our neighborhood pool. I have chosen my favorite lounge chair (it somehow is situated perfectly to connect to our home WiFi so that I can stay up-to-date with email and, er, my Words With Friends games even at the pool), the kids have learned how to simultaneously catch a football while jumping into the pool and have also made tons of fast friends, and everyone (finally!) seems to be on-board with the “If You Don’t Wear a Rash Guard, Then You Need Some More Sunblock” policy. No matter how many hours we spend at the pool, I always have to drag the kids home, where they’ll inevitably dry off, get dressed, and immediately begin pleading for someone else to take them back to the pool again.
These kids are going to go nuts with joy when they hear that I finally found a swim team for them to join. Ahhhh summer! Now if you’ll excuse me, someone wearing swim goggles and a swimsuit (and sunblock!) is “requesting” that we head out to the pool now.