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weekend whirlwind (a picture marathon)

Our weekend whirlwind included some really special blog-a-lish moments...



Like Trevy enjoying his very first popsicle!



It took a little work helping him figure out that it was easier to eat when holding the stick as opposed to the icy part!




But once he got the hang of it...




summer became a whole new experience for him!





If you ask me...



I could skip the icy pop and just eat the delicious little kiddos up instead!




Bristel learned how to swing all by herself!




which is totally great for her...




and ME!




And how adorable is she sporting the sun kissed face and the Look At Me Mommy smile!










And Toby...our little athlete...made the Tiverton All Star team again this year!



I love to see him sporting his uniform...and game face...



And he loves to see me sporting his team's ball cap...and glowing proud mommy face!





It felt like Friday had just settled on the horizon...


when suddenly Monday was glowing over the shore. The start of a new week. Filled to the brim with the busy-ness that is our life.


::sigh::


The good thing about busy...


it doesn't leave much time for melancholy mulling.


::smile::



Comments

Anonymous said…
The pictures are great!! Looks like they got the popsicles from the ice cream truck. Tell them that Bibi is coming in August and we will eat some together on the porch. Love the swing pictures! Tell Toby that I hope to see him play something when I am there. Are all the seasons done by then? Love and kisses all around, Bibi

PS I like busy too, so the thoughts and memories are not too strong.
Adesta said…
I just love looking at pictures of your little ones. Is it me or have they all seemed to age overnight?? *sigh*
Mama Skates said…
love Bristel's dirty little feet...that's what being a kid is all about! oh, & how i remember when the last kiddo learned how to swing themselves...so awesome!
Anonymous said…
Woohoo for eating a popsicle!

All.three.gorgeous.

Barbara
Anonymous said…
Love the pics of Trevy enjoying his popsicle with big sis. Love the pictures of Bristel swinging. Love the game-faced baseball player. Your children are beautiful!
Danielle said…
Bibi...the kids are looking forward to hugging you!

Adesta...I KNOW! They have all matured a lot this year!

Sharon...I'm such a sucker for kiddie feet! My kids never wear shoes! We should totally live in FL. :)

Barbara...getting Trevy to hold his popsicle right was such a trip! He immediately grabbed it by the icee part flipped it upside down and start chewing the stick! Then started crying because his little hand was freezing! But once he got the hang of it...Cuteness! He ate another one yesterday - perfectly right the first time!

Kelly...awww thanks. Your kiddos are pretty darn cute too!

...danielle

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