They all fight over who holds James. Taylor is growing up so fast. She has such a fun personality. Kennedy and Lindoln are filling up the car with a bike pump. ADORABLE! Madison and Avery with their matching hats. Pam and sleeping baby James Jimmy does not mess around. He knows how to put on a show. Too bad I missed it because Lincoln was scared of them. Mikki and Kennedy My kids are definately not party animals. One is yawning and the other one is bored. At the annual Murray parade. Dale was waiting for Easton and JD's float to start the best part of the parade.....the water fight. Lincoln held his own. So proud. Don't you love how kids love to look at the camera. Bradens baptism was on the 4th. Congrats Braden. We went to Arahs after all the fun we had earlier and Lincoln finally came around and watched the fireworks with me. Look at Lincolns scared face. Poor kid. Do you think he will need counseling for this later in life? Gavin and Arah Sheri and my sleeping James. He slept thru the whole fireworks show.
We met in 2001...got married in August 2003...had Lincoln in September 2006, had James in 2009, had Henry in 2010...moved 3 times over the years and are happy as can be.
"Mom, Guess What.....I love you more than the clouds."
If someone would've told Dale and I this is what our children are all about...we probably would've started sooner.
"Mom, It's okay if I do my own hair...it will look AWESOME!" Lincoln loves to look at himself in the mirror. To brush his hair, to make faces, to point out his cool spikey dinosaur hair, and my favorite to watch his baseball swing. That's gotta make any father proud.
Why I love my baby James....
If you have met James you would know he is a sight for sore eyes. . . . the important thing is he uses it to his advantage. If he wants something he gets it. No cuddling either. No asking or looking at you to make sure it's going to be okay, just heads right for it and gets it (without any eye contact at all). The best part is he is prepared for the consequences. For example, if he puts something in his mouth, he turns and crawls away as fast as he can. If he knows your coming and doesn't have time to run, he bites the crap out of your finger to draw blood. He is my toot to your own horn type of child and I love every bit of him.
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