Last weekend in an effort to escape the crazy heat (who builds houses with no air conditioning anyway? People in the 1950's I guess...) we went to the beach with our cute friends, the Tuckers. The Tuckers are leaving us next week and we are so sad! We have been blessed to know them.




Matthew had his first taste of the sand. I didn't even try to stop him - I just figured it was something he had to do. After the first time, he didn't try it again.





Emma had such a blast running from the waves and even got in the freezing cold water with Jonny.



In other news, I ran my face into a door jam today and gave myself a bit of a mini shiner. How did I manage to do that, you ask? I have no idea. Now all we can do is pray. Pray that our children get Jonathan's sense of coordination and spatial orientation instead of mine...

Happy Birthday to our Matthew!

Today our sweet boy is one year old. I cannot believe it has gone by so fast! He is such a joy to have in our family. He is a determined little fellow with no fear. He is absolutely crazy about Emma and shrieks with laughter when she plays with him. He loves to wave and clap his hands. He says some words and is starting to copy a lot of new words. He is also starting to have a lot of big boy attitude!

He was born at 4:02am - apparently he wanted to be up to celebrate the actual time of his birth, because at 3:30 this morning he woke up and wouldn't go back to sleep until 5:30! Usually we put that child to bed at 7pm and don't hear a peep from him until 6:30am. Now instead of "Perky Party Mommy" he has grumpy "Where can I get some Visine and a Red Bull?" mommy...oh well. Happy Birthday Matthew - we love you!

My Knight in Shining Armor

Yesterday I was having one of those days. One of those, "Is my whole purpose in life to do dishes, do laundry, clean up yet another potty training accident, pick up the same toys 18 times, and spend the day arguing with a defiant three year old?" kind of days.

By the time Jonny got home I was in the kitchen crying/praying for the strength not to just scream at Emma. It didn't take him long to realize he was in the presence of a woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown. He saved me. Just like he does pretty much every day! He took the kids in Emma's room and played with them for an hour, cleaned her room, made Emma dinner and got her to eat it (which is a miracle in and of itself). He helped me bathe them and get them to bed. What a dream. If it weren't for him, I would be even crazier than I already am! Thank you for taking such good care of all of us Jonny. I love you!