button pusher

the result of adda changing all the custom settings on my camera. me: "adda have you been touching mommys camera"? adda: "YES! i touch alotta, lotta buttons, i take pictures of carpet too mama"!

an afternoon at malta

lunch at work with daddy

and fun in the parking lot afterwards

february

on our first sunny, 60 degree day since october - adda said "see that sunshine up there? i see it too. it's shinin my eyes. feels warm. sunshinin makes me feel happy mama!"

i was born in pittsburgh and jonathan lived in green bay for awhile when he was little. so tho we're not big football people and we don't even have a tv - the superbowl instigated some serious household rivalry. i pulled the kids to my side because they happened to have some hand-me-down steelers gear. i painted their faces and gave them terrible towels to wave around and then the 3 of us suffered serious defeat.

hopped out of the shower one morning to discover adda was awake and had helped herself to a big block of colby cheese. when she saw me she said, "you don't need to make me beckfast mama, i got it meself".

our yard was flooded when adda forded across this enormous puddle that filled her boots and soaked her thighs. it was snowing and so cold and she just picked her way across with a stick, all by herself. a couple of months ago, she'd have never gone through it without holding my hand - she's becoming a brave girl.

they had so much fun making each other valentines. but after exchanging, hudson promptly tore his up and ate it and adda cried till she couldn't breathe.

portrait of a proud breakfast moment. we made kale & banana smoothies. they ate them and asked for more.