Time...

“I cannot promise very much.

I give you the images I know.

Lie still with me and watch.

We laugh and we touch.

I promise you love. Time will not take that away.”

~Anne Sexton

Wordless Wednesday on Thursday - Flea Bag

Well, it's just one of those weeks...Tuesday felt like Monday and everything is running a day behind. 

It's a good thing she is so cute...cause she has fleas. 

Happy Thursday Y'all!

To Remember

It was about 7:15 on Saturday evening when we pulled in to our local National Cemetery.  It's a tiny piece of land on the outskirts of town, that we just happened to drive by several weeks ago on one of our "let's drive around because the kids fell asleep" rides through the country.  On this night, we didn't just drive by, we drove in.  We drove in with a purpose...

To Remember.

As Camdyn hopped out of the car she asked me if she could go play.  "No, you may not.  This is not a place to play, this is a place to remember the soliders that died for our freedoms.  This is a place where we pay respect to our soliders."  "What soliders Momma?"  "The ones that are memorialized, or buried here." 

And then we began to walk down the wide aisle in the middle of the grounds.  She asked me what each solider's name was and which war he fought in.  "His name was Edward, and he was born in 1939, and he fought in the Korean war...he had a long life."  She carefully looked at each stone that lined the aisle, careful not to walk between them.

She learned today that our freedom is not free.  She learned that soliders make a sacrifice and that sometimes they don't get to come back home.  She learned how to pay respect today.

As we turned to leave, with tears in her eyes she said, "I'm worried for these soliders, Momma."

"Yes, my love.  We worry for them and we are grateful for them."

SOOC Saturday - Remembrance

I've been trying to participate in my girl Sassy's weekly meme, but just haven't quite gotten it together enough to remember to blog on a Saturday.  So, it figures that this week she's taking the holiday weekend off, and here I am ready to finally link up. 

This evening we went to our National Cemetery to Remember....She doesn't remember, she doesn't even know the significance of Memorial Day, yet she gets it...

SOOC (Straight out of the camera):

Thanks, Sassy for the opportunity to see beauty in my photos just the way they are.  It's a wonderful thing when you can appreciate a photo without feeling the need to edit it into perfection. 

Join Sassy next week for SOOC Saturday!

 

When the Blanket Obsession Evolves

Chloe has always been my binkie and blankie baby.  We have two copies of her treasured pink and multi-colored polka dot blanket that you saw in yesterday's photos. 

But sometimes playing with blankie just isn't good enough, and playing with a queen sized flat sheet is more fun. 

Chloe spent 20 minutes (and I'm not exaggerating here) laying this sheet out on our dining room floor.  Yes, there is a playhouse in our dining room instead of a table.  The playhouse gets more use than a dining room table would at this junction in our lives.  Momma dreams of a beautiful table...one day.

Anyway, with the utmost care, Chloe spread this sheet out on the floor.  She walked around it and smoothed all the wrinkles, only to reposition is slightly, and have to re-wrinkle smooth.

And, then it was nap time, and she decided the sheet should accompany her instead of her blankie. 

When I look at this photo, I see bride, and wedding dress train, instead of baby and blankie.

She gathered it all up in to a big giant ball of Jersey Cotton sheeting and she heaved it in to her crib.

Where she slept on top of it until 3:30. 

Happy Thursday, everyone!

Wordless Wednesday - When Dads Grow Up

Well I'm a grown man but as strong as I am,

sometimes its hard to believe,

How one little girl with little blonde curls,

Can totally terrify me.

If you were to ask my wife would just laugh,

She'd say, "I know all about men,

And how tough little boys grow up to be Dads

They turn into be babies again."

Well I know one day I'll give you away,

And I'm gonna stand there and smile.
But when I get home and I'm all alone,
Well I'll sit in your room for a while.

Well I didn't cry when Old Yeller died,

At least not in front of my friends.
But when tough little boys grow up to be dads
They turn into be babies again.
~Tough Little Boys by Gary Allen

Something Good - Sleepovers!

Last Friday night, Camdyn had a friend sleepover for the 2nd time.  They swam, they played, and at eleven o'clock I had to convince them to unwind and settle down for bedtime.  We pulled out the bed that was hiding in the couch, and made them a cozy and fun place to sleep.  We brought the nightlight down from Camdyn's bedroom and we tucked them in.  When I left them for the night they were huddled around the night light singing the Tangled theme song, like the light was a lantern.  (CUTE).

They woke with the sun and immediately started playing while Tastefully Simple Cinnamon Muffin Melts baked in my oven. 

As she grows and her baby years tumble further down memory lane; with every tooth lost (we are currently at 4) and every vivid and accurate memory she shares with me; I become even more keenly aware - raising children is a dynamic and evolving experience; with every milestone I am sad to see pass, there is a new one emerging from around the bend. 

It simply gets better all the time.

You can link up your Something Good with LeeAnn over at the Life of Rylie...and Bryce Too.