Nanuq


Well, not out, but not at my finest mothering moments, Nanuq was such a good boy and kept Marion company.

He really does love her, I promise!

Wish we could say the same for Gracie! :)

(there are videos embedded in this post)

This weekend, I’m so thankful for quiet family time! This is our last weekend alone and at home before January 2010 and we made the best of it by doing absolutely nothing!

So we tried to capture some of the quiet times with photos

Of course, with two dogs and a toddler, quiet times and photos don’t really go together

You try to get all three to look at the camera together!

Two out of three …

Well all three are looking…just not happy about it

A little better!

And we’re done!

Today I am thankful for fall weather that makes my dogs act like this

And makes my daughter squeal with joy

My thirteen month old daughter makes me joyful

Every day, she gives me another reason to be thankful

Letters to my daughter, letter 1.1

Two videos to showcase all the suffering Nanuq goes through on a daily basis :)

I promise they really are best friends

Time is just flying, she’s eight months old already!

She doesn’t look too happy about it though :)

Her feet make her happy!

Her puppy makes her happiest

Don’t those two look like they could get into some mischief?

She’s so silly!

Nanuq is so long suffering

He puts up with an awful lot

Like this

And this

Ahhh, eight months old, what fun!

Letters to my daughter, month eight

A few weeks ago Marion and I met up with our friends Robin and Anastasia for some more bluebonnet pictures

And I realized I never posted them!

The girls always have a fun time together

Minus a few flower eating incidents!

Hey, am I looking into a mirror?

Anastasia is a whole four days older than Marion and Robin and I often forget what they must look like to others when we’re out together!

We get very confused looks and a long drawn out question of “twins?”

We think it’s funny to watch people do double takes as they walk by

I think the bluebonnets were even pretty this time around

She’s such a sweet little girl

I guess :)

And I took the puppies too!

We tried to take Easter pictures

Which was a pretty big failure

But they had fun

Maybe :)

My sweet baby

I took some videos of Mar recently because sometimes, pictures just don’t do her justice :)

The first one is for my friend Lauren

Lauren, it’s because eventually all babies figure out how to undo velcro!

This is her new trick – the forward lunge. Maybe she’ll be a gymnast!

And this may be our favorite video yet – she absolutely love the puppies

Even if all they do is just hit her in the face with their tails! Nothing makes her laugh like these guys do. (And excuse the dorky voice.)

Seven months old already!

It seems just impossible, doesn’t it?

Each month, it gets harder and harder to keep her still long enough to take a picture!

Look at those chunky monkey thighs!

Josh and I joke that she’s putting on her winter weight before she starts crawling.

And of course, everything still goes straight in the mouth.

Please stop growing up now, m’kay?

New trick this month, the forward lunge!

I also found out an almost crawling baby and a dog are next to impossible to photograph together

Not us!

Letters to my daughter, month seven

I thought I’d share some of the pictures we took that didn’t quite make the cut for the official Easter picture

Could they all three look more bored?

Gracie is always more fascinating than the camera

She couldn’t make up her mind who to look at

So she looks at the grass

Gracie is clearly not a team player

Show me how you really feel Nanuq

She’s a very suspicious rabbit

Her silly rabbit face

Pouty rabbit

We also tried for pictures in the bluebonnets…

Fail.

They all three have their tongues hanging out

I’m not sure what Gracie sees, but it’s not pleasant!

No explanation needed as to why this wasn’t chosen

If Nanuq could only accessorize correctly….

Maybe if Gracie were actually in this picture

Oh wait, there she is.

Well, you can’t say we didn’t try!

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