I read this sweet thought in a book somewhere about mother's who stare intently at their children. The author said she believed every mother stares intently at her child, but that this particular mother had captured it all in her art. She had hundreds of drawings of her daughter as a baby; all of her little details.

I love that thought and so I tried to document the things about Leah that I love. Her soft rosy cheeks and wispy hair being two of those things.

Little children

Sometimes my kids get along really well.


Before you think it's really cute that Ethan is kissing Leah's head in the top right picture, you should know that he's actually spitting on her. :)

For Posterity!

Okay, so I'll just pretend like this embarrassing lapse in blogging didn't happen and carry on. :) I've got to go back and post still about Thanksgiving. Just so I have a record!

Thanksgiving was a lot of fun except that we took a bad stomach flu bug down with us. Not only were Ethan, Ross, and I throwing up all week, but we also passed it to my parents and brother. That wasn't very nice of us.

But we did get this funny family picture. My mom was nice enough to have Thanksgiving a day late, because we were feeling decent by then, and the second half of the crew didn't get sick until a day or two later. My favorite is Ethan's face.