I finally got a decent camera and am trying my hand at learning photography. I use the term "learning" very loosely, as I don't even have a manual for the camera. Just so you have your expectations aligned accordingly.

But seriously... Could my subject be any cuter? I can't take it. I must kiss her 50 times a day. And I can't wait to see her every morning. We are having a blast.























I will try to update more often, but I just can't make any promises. I'm pretty busy with all the kissing...

Not much. Growing teeth and refusing to follow along with the routine. All in a days work, for little Miss Chloe. The take away lessons?

1. I can rest when I'm dead.
2. She will eventually have all her teeth.
3. It's a choice to enjoy the madness in the meantime. I choose to! :)




Forgive me for the Halloween outfit in February. I refuse to use an outfit on one occasion. She's running out of jammies that fit! All that aside, is there anyone cuter? I love it!!!



Her and daddy have been having all kinds of fun.



There's a lot of golf involved.



She looks a bit like a maniac here, but she was just having a really fun time with daddy!



They devised a plan whereby he doesn't have to bend over to pick up the golf ball.



It seems to work pretty well.



Of course, any time there is a ball involved, you have Sidney's undivided attention. Also - note the adorable little tooth!




Pulling a Houdini with her nighty. Or she was trying to fancy it up for the Oscars. A little off the shoulder number...



This is a less formal occasion. She's obsessed with her socks. I went in to get her the other day when it became evident that she wasn't going to cooperate with the nap... She had flung her socks overboard. They were right next to the crib.



Grandpa came to visit and they had lots of fun!



Here she is in the cutest little ensemble ever. She gets lots of compliments whenever we're out.



Granny M brought her her first Valentine. She loved it!



And look at this big girl! She will be walking before we know it. I'm not ready.



As always, we can't forget about them dogs. They are both slowing down considerably. Sydney loves to warm herself by the stove. Once she laid completely on the bricks with her head touching the leg of the stove. Honestly, she's going to set herself on fire one of these days...



And Kiley... Well, she thought it would be a great idea to dig a hole to China. Until she realized she would get dunked in a bucket of water. Then she realized it was, at best, a mediocre idea.

Isn't it funny how music can take you back?  I was in the grocery store tonight and heard My Wish by Rascal Flats.  (This song was played at Ginger's grandma's funeral a couple of months ago.)  I was overcome with emotion and didn't even realize why until the chorus.   Then when I realized, I really had to work at not losing it... 

I think it's so interesting how emotion can be tied to music and scents and things like that.  I used to have a lotion that gave me FLASH BACKS of one of my way fun spring break trips to visit Ginger when she lived in Florida.  So interesting. 

Random, I know.  Just thought I'd share.  ;)