Sweet Rosalind's Baby Dedication

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I have a feeling that our daughter may grow up thinking her name is "Sweeeeet Rosalind," since that's what her Daddy calls her all the time. Her brothers love to follow his example, too.

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But at least it's true: she is sweet. She is also VERY active, and loves her jumper and her excitable brothers. Sometimes when she lays on her floor mat to play and roll around, she gets on her tummy and just kicks and squeals. (I think it's only a matter of time and she will be my wildest child yet!)

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Here are a couple pictures of Rosalind's baby dedication at church from the 15th.

As of this posting, all my "recent" photo library is unavailable. Recent meaning from the day after Rosalind was born to about one week ago. We "dropped" the laptop one too many times, and it doesn't look good. I'm back to using the desk top computer, but praying that there's a way to salvage the photos and the music--oh, and the documents, too! I managed to retrieve a couple of photos that I had e-mailed to the church for display on the big screen during the baby dedication, which are posted above.

So we're back up and running, and trying to keep these postings coming!

Dressed in our Easter Best

Here we are, dressed in our Easter best, and eager to eat Easter doughnuts!

Coloring Eggstravaganza!

We've been enjoying our week of spring break and having Daddy around these days. Today we decided to color Easter Eggs with the boys.

Enoch got the stuff all ready, and we carefully explained how white crayon works when you want to make a pretty design, and showed them how to carefully set the egg into the cup of dye.




I've decided I like doing artsy projects. However, my creative side is so strong that it sometimes struggles with my easygoing side when the kids are also participating. So while I was carefully planning how I would transform normal, everyday, white hard-boiled eggs into Easter masterpieces, the boys simply picked up the eggs and colored as many as they could as quickly as possible with or without the help of a crayon.

(Actually, the photos don't lie. I have to admit, they did use the crayons, but didn't quite master the technique, and worked way too quickly.)

By the time I finished making my yellow sheep and my "pink" pig, nearly all the white eggs were gone. I made one super-fancy green egg, and managed to rescue a "multi-colored" egg which was transformed into a bunny rabbit.

So although I didn't get to make a whole herd of barnyard of animals, I sure did have a lot of fun, and each year I think the eggs will get more and more creative as my own herd learns to fine-tune their artistic skills.

Rosalind is too young to appreciate the joy of coloring Easter eggs, and in fact was taking a nap at the time.

She looks as pretty as a brightly colored egg in her new smock and has a lot of room to grow.

Speaking of growing, check out those front teeth in the first picture!

She also enjoys jumping in her jumping toy, and recently discovered the joy of babbling and getting people to respond to her comments. If talking becomes a sport, she's going to have some stiff competition for conversation in this household!

Saturday Fun

There are those times when I'm sitting with my sweet and precious children and think, "Oh, this is so cute! I just must go get the camera and take a picture!"Pretty soon, the camera is full of photos, and I think, "Boy, I've got to get these downloaded onto the computer!"

After a while, I visit my blog and realize, "OH! I have to update!" So it takes me a while. (I'm still working on Christmas...) But here are some recent favorites.

Just this last Saturday morning we were goofing off at the couch and I decided to grab a photo opportunity. Julien and Tristan also tried their hand at taking picutures, and it turned into a fun little time.

Then we decided to do some baking. So I cleaned my kitchen, and got my helpers all suited up, and then couldn't resist taking a few more snapshots.

Happy Little Helpers


My two little hams were having fun posing for the camera.

They were both standing on stepping stools at the same time, and were a little bit wound up.

Julien took the first shot: a jab to Tristan's gut.

Tristan reacted with a push of the hand, which then resulted in his brother's finger in his eye.

They were laughing and crying at the same time, and then they kissed and made up.

"A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity" Proverbs 17:17.

That always makes Mommy happy!

Rosalind is anticipating when she'll be old enough to get into the kitchen and help Mommy.

P.S. Here's a couple of "too cute" snapshots of Rosalind. Don't you just love the bunny slippers? Her first tooth is just cutting through the gums (sigh!) already.

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