Friday, March 30, 2012

A little of this, A little of that


I am WAY behind on posting and I don't think it will get much better as I spend all of my free time either eating or resting. :) 37 weeks has been tough, but I'm hanging in there, constantly amazed at the beauty of family. here are a couple of pics to hold you over until I'm able to post more...

What we've been up to:

Hanging out with my parents:

(Side note: Margaret Mary LOVED sewing with my mom and told me today that when she gets bigger, she is going to make me beautiful "lellow" (yellow) dress to wear for Mass. Too sweet)

Enjoying the warm weather on the porch:

Playing with the fan: (there's a lot of yelling, screaming, and of course, singing)


Finding any excuse to play in water:

Thats it for now....

Hope yall are well. I strongly encourage you to check out The Fialka's blog to the right. Not only are they hilarious, but they just had a baby! So exciting!

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Happy Feast of St. Joseph!



Monday was the feast of St. Joseph and Jason got the day off! Why do we love St. Joseph so? Because he was in charge of protecting the child Jesus and of bringing him up in the Lord. We kept the day simple. We found some flowers to commemorate St. Joseph and then went to the park.


The kids got to swing; their favorite thing ever!...


and go down slides with Papa...

I got some handsome headshots of my husband.


I think he looks really fatherly in the picture above. Maybe it was because I took them while he was pushing Henry in the swing! :) Getting good pics of Jason is hard because he always looks at the camera with a goofy face like this:

But that's my Jason. :)

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

The Only Bad Thing about Yoghurt Pretzels...




the mess they make! And these dont even show the mess on the carseat... aye aye aye! I learned my lesson about letting John Henry eat these in the car!

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Playin in the Pack N Play









Lots of hugs, wrestling, smiles, shaking the pack n play, Henry's intense faces and laughs. John Henry and Margaret Mary love to snuggle. Rarely is it at the same time. Henry will come in for a hug and MM will push him away and vice versa. The other day they both wanted to snuggle at the same time! MM held John Henry and told me that he "was her baby!" Speaking of baby, MM goes up to my belly at least once a day, hugs it and says "baby, come out now!" Almost...

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!


For a Catholic, St. Patrick's day is a big deal. A big enough deal to break the serious fast of Lent and celebrate St. Patrick's contagious love for God that converted a WHOLE country!!! Can you imagine that??? We dress in green, drink beer (those of us who aren't pregnant), get together with friends and feast. Jason and I had fun dressing the kids in their green-est outfits.

Margaret Mary wore a green dress, green pants and green beads that a guy at a bar gave her (story later).


Henry rocked some patch madres pants with a green knit sweater:

Jason wore green pants, a green and red belt and a madres sports coat. He originally came out of the study with a bright green polo on too, but I thought that was a bit too much.

I wore the only green shirt I own that fits over my giant belly.


We planned on going to a parade in downtown Denver that is one of the biggest in the country. They were supposed to have nuns in it and everything! We packed up the family and rode the light rail to downtown, but when we saw how crowded it was (there was NO PLACE for us to see the parade), we turned around and came back home with a vow to arrive MUCH earlier next year. It was a little disappointing, so when John Henry fell asleep on the train home, we decided to hang out in downtown Littleton while John Henry napped in the stroller. And you guys know I can't resist sleeping baby pictures...


While John Henry and I rested in a park, Jason and Margaret Mary went to a local bar to get us some food. Apparently, Margaret Mary had the time of her life. The bartender lady gave MM a glass full of cherries and the guy beside her gave her all of his beads. I have a feeling this is going to become a daddy daughter tradition: daddy getting a drink and babygirl feasting on cherries.


As I write this, John Henry is passed out asleep and Papa and Margaret Mary are out at a friend's house dancing to Irish music. I will probably head to bed soon as well; I have to savor these last couple of weeks of good sleep! Thank you Lord for St. Patrick and his example of what we all are supposed to be. As Pope John Paul said, "If you are what you should be, you will set the whole world on fire." Tomorrow we are back to lenten fasting and penance with the desire of drawing close to our Savior.

Writing this post, I realized that I didn't take many shots of my kids faces today. Tammy, (Jason's mom), passed down this AMAZING lens that really helps you to capture detail, and today I have had too much fun taking close ups. It is by far my favorite lens (a 35mm 1.8?) and I have been using it nonstop since I got it. So once again, thank you Tammy! I promise more pictures of faces in posts to come.

The Denver Botanical Gardens


Last weekend we went to the Denver Botanical Gardens because the weather was getting warm and we had an awesome coupon. We had such a great time that we are thinking of buying season passes. There were acres and acres for the kids to run and explore and it was fun looking for little signs of spring popping up everywhere.


As a photographer (or shall I say a passionate Mom with a "big girl" camera), I was simply amazed at the afternoon light and my daughter's hair. I have always loved blonde hair. I had it as a little girl and then it turned brown. As a teen, I debated everyday dying my hair blonde. There was just something about blonde hair that I loved and thought was so beautiful. Now as a photographer, I know why. Blonde hair captures the light in an unparalleled way. Wow.



Lots more posts to come, I am really behind in my blogging thanks to a great visit from Granny, Aunt Eryn and Alyssa. I am also behind due to huge night tantrums thrown by my little girl. But more on that later too.