Super 6

Happy 6th Birthday to my Beautiful Daughter

Just like any normal child, she stepped into the photography studio before heading off to school this morning. We love you Emma.

Work it out...

Miranda has been making drapes for our downstairs sliding glass door. The door is large and the drapes have been quite a project. Lots of fabric involved. Different patterns, rivets and lining. The sewing machine has been getting quite a workout.

They are just about done, so I got a ladder and began the process of mounting the rod to the wall. As I was up on the ladder Sydney asked:

"Daddy, are you putting up the drapes?"
Me: "Yup."
At which point Miranda thought this was a fantastic time for a teaching moment:
"Sydney, Mommy made the drapes and Daddy puts them up on the wall. Isn't it great how we work together?"
Sydney: "Yeah... but Daddy does most of the work."

Thanks Syd. Another night on the couch for me.

(By way of explanation: In Sydney's mind, work = hammer, screwdriver, measuring tape, etc. She doesn't consider the countless hours behind the sewing machine, stove, dishwasher, etc to be "work". Try explaining that to Miranda.)

Swing Kids

The purpose of this post is to show you the cute way that Aiden likes to use the swings. He is always out there on his tummy. And yes, if you were wondering, he has bumped his head on occasion. And no, I have no idea why they all refuse to wear their shoes in the backyard.

Flying a kite for FHE

Dad Can Do Anything

I (Dad) recently acquired some new tools and began work on various projects around the house. Rather than start with something simple, I jumped right in and created this built-in dresser/reading bench in Emma and Sydney's room. Let's just call it a "learning experience".

Better late than never...

I was cleaning off some memory cards when I found these photos I took two months ago during our annual Eat-Pink-Pancakes-for-Family-Valentines-Day.

The girls woke up to an unusual surprise this year. Someone had brought them each a red rose. Miranda and Aiden had to share a more traditional bouquet of flowers.

Easter

Easter is a time for family. It is a time for reminiscing. It is a time for reverence. It is a time for quiet conversation. It is a time for... HEY EVERYONE MAKE A FACE!!!