Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Spunky Girl

Ivey is quickly leaving the babyish early two's and entering the funny, spunky (still stubborn and dramatic) almost three's.  Three years is Jeff's all time favorite age.  Still a little bit of "baby" but no inhibitions or childhood modesty.  Just 100% pure imagination, love, and fun.  Okay... so 75% of those things and 25% temper tantrums. 

Ivey has always been our little Cyndi Lauper-esque spunky quirky little girl, full of unique Ivey-ness and a delightful fashion sense.  Lately, she has been cracking us up with her verbose tyrades.  Yes, she is bossy.  Yes, she gets in trouble daily for forgetting that she's not the momma.  But, I am glad that I am capturing some of her late-two-year-old antics on film.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Happy Campers

I woke up bright and early this morning.  My car was already packed to the brim with pillows, sleeping bags, fishing poles, tackle boxes, clothes, and towels.  I drove two very excited boys to the church, where they climbed on a bus with Anna and headed off to camp.  Honestly, I was more excited that they were, only because they had no idea what was in store for them.  My two happy little independent boys are going to have the time of their lives fishing, swimming, singing, and playing.  We pick them up on Saturday and I can't wait to hear about the time they had!

They have only been gone for a few hours and I am realizing something already.  Those boys are a huge help to me!  First, I had to do their farm chores.  Chicken feeding, letting chicks and chickens out of their coops, watering the animals, feeding the cats... they really are a huge help.  Next, I had to milk the goats without boys here to entertain the girls!  I put Olive in a stroller, strapped her in, and let her watch Ivey feed baby chicks while they watched me milk and feed our does.  We then headed out for errands and lunch... at while point I realized that it was impossible for me to hold Ivey's hand, push a stroller, hold a bag, and hold a to-go-cup of tea.  How do I do this (I wondered to myself as I over squeezed the top of the cup I was carefully holding, causing a volcano of tea to hit the floor in the doorway of Moe's)?  Ahh.  I am usually not pushing the stroller, or carrying the tea.  Man, God knew what he was doing when he put that 5 1/2 year gap between my boys and my girls!  I'll have to remember to give Asa and Addison extra "thank you"s when they get home!