A boy and his daddy

What can I say...Graham LOVES his daddy! At night and weekends when Michael is home also seems to be the time when the kids tend to act the worst. They are all over him and Graham just wants his daddy to hold him. He says things like: "Give Garrison to Mommy. Hold me!" "Put Garrison in the swing." Mainly it consists of him handing Michael is blankie and then holding up his arms saying, "HOLD ME!"
He also cries for him in the mornings until I have finally convinced him that "daddy's gone to work", as he says. Lately, he has been wanting to wear or do whatever it is Michael is wearing or doing. Michael had on some warm up pants this morning and Graham was so excited to wear his too, "Like you daddy, like you!"
He was also quick to go get his hat and have us put it on him after seeing Michael with his on. Michael had taken his own hat off and put it on the counter. Before he left he walked in the kitchen to find this:

We thought that Graham and Lila were just in Lila's room playing. Apparently, G had seen his daddy's hat on the counter and put his beside it. This about made both Michael and me cry.
Speaking of Graham and his hat...check out this hair!!

Think it is time for a cut????

Conversation

As I am sitting here nursing I just have to share a quick conversation that I overheard between my 3 year old and 5 month old. As you guessed, it was just a one sided convo!
I am in the bathroom getting ready and this is what I hear:
"You can do it COWBOYAH! Take it off. No don't do that. That can be Very dangerous!"
This totally cracked me up and I knew I had to jot it down before I forgot.
I looked in and she was undressing him out of his sleeper blanket. I'm sill not sure what could be so dangerous???

Great Expectations

My dear sweet wonderful husband has learned that once my mind is made up, then it is best to let me just do my thang. (Speaking of "THANG"...little miss THANG asked her daddy the other day, "How do you spell thang?" Oh dear....)
Ok, back on track!
I get these big ideas in my head...REALLY BIG! Sometimes I forget that my 3,2, and 4 month old are well..3,2, and 4 months.
We had a great visit to Atlanta this week. Michael had a work conference, and we got to visit my sister. That is all in another post. Needless to say...I pushed the kids to the max. No naps and late late late bedtime and early rise and shine time.
SOOOO....of course I thought it would be a great idea to travel out of our way to visit a state park and go hiking. It was a gorgeous Fall day afterall!
After arriving WAY past lunch time and well into naptime, we decided to picnic and go for "a little short hike."
1 hour and 45 minutes later, we were back.
I was hoping that our hike would be something like this...ALL SMILES!


Instead it was more like this:

AND THIS:


Thank goodness for this precious one. He was the happiest camper of them all!


Lila did manage to squeeze out a little smile after her head bump. I will totally give her credit, because even after about 6 falls, she was a trooper!! She is going to be our little hiker...one day!

Did I mention that Graham did THIS the whole time:

No wonder the smallest child we saw on the hike was Lila's size and in a hiking back pack.
No wonder every person that passed us had a hiking stick and just shook their head and made comments like, "Oh my, you have your hands full." and "You sure are brave." No people, that would just be DUMB! Plain ole' DUMB!
Michael finally sweetly suggested that we should probably just turn around after a boy scout leader told us we had about another 45 minutes of switchbacks uphill before we got to the outer loop.
Honestly, it is too exhausting to go into the all the details. What I remember from this trip is lots of screaming and crying and a large pump knot and a scratched face!
Of course...all I am thinking is:
When are we going back!