please don't eat the daisies

not a big doris day fan, eh caleb?

just to see you smile

cascarones

last year, the swenson family introduced our kids to cascarones. and because who doesn't love smashing confetti filled eggs onto other people's heads?, we have made them an official part of wheeler wonderland's spring day festivities.

welcome spring!!

fool's gold

does anyone else find it a wee bit odd that if summer found a leprechaun's pot of gold, she would get a job or go to college?

 #parentingimaginationfail or #parentingresponsibilitywin?

reasons why my caleb is crying

because he came downstairs this morning, and i had *already* emptied the dishwasher.

wondering how long he cried about it? thirty minutes.

wondering if he later cried for over an hour because i carried him down the garage stairs instead of letting him walk down them himself? 

well, he did. for over an hour.

ah, the twos: never one to disappoint.

little linus

meet aye-aye.

caleb's go-with-me-everywhere-must-sleep-with-and-chew-on-and-drag-around-and-know-where-it-is-at-all-times blanket.

and if baby cay is anything like his mother, aye-aye will be an important part of our lives for at least the next ten years and then will be laid to rest in the old cedar chest at mere mere's house next to tattered and well-loved blankets of yore.

sleepyheads

this.

as much as possible.