it's all fun and games until the baby gets dumped in the snow

Picture this: Forrest sitting on a sled trying to hold onto Lola who is wedged in between his legs. I am holding onto the rope attached to the front of the sled and am pulling the unsuspecting children around in the snow.

Forrest is having an absolute riot and Lola is enjoying the ride...I guess she is since she isn't crying. I notice that the resistance on the rope is suddenly gone and turn around to find Lola laying face-first in three inches of fresh powder with her big brother on top of her. As I am rushing over to save her from the freezing facial Forrest is pushing down on Lola's head in order to right himself.

Chivalry at it's finest. I guess we can give him a break since he is only two years old.

Can I at least press pause?

At the neighborhood Dollar Tree this morning my two-year-old saw a bottle of soda he wanted in a refrigerated endcap. He held his teensy hand out and politely asked me for some money.

Lola is getting up off the ground on her hands and knees, definitely thinking about crawling.

They are growing up too fast. How do I slow it down??

Summer Lovin'

Am I the only one mourning the end of the warm weather? The holidays are exciting to look forward to but I am so bummed about the long winter ahead of us. I suppose it could be worse when I think of family members who live in places that see much more snow and colder temps but every winter I seriously wonder why I (and all of my loved ones) can't just pack up and move to San Diego? Whose on board with me??

Here are some pics of our wonderful, although brief, Summer.