I can’t believe how active Soah has become in only the last two months. It is amazing and a blessing every day to watch her move more and smile more and talk more reach out and even tuck her head into my neck when she wants to be shy… I can’t wait to see what she does tomorrow – I know there is something new that is going to amaze us. So, we will keep taking pictures and sharing…
Now, Easter was awesome. We went to Little Rock to stay at Brandon and Kristin’s house with Ashton and Bubba. The kids had a ball and we got most of it on film. Well, not really on film, but you know what I mean!
On Saturday, we made the trip to Firefly Studios in Little Rock to paint some Easter goodies and a really cool Mother’s Day platter for Gran. The kids had a blast. The ceramics, however, didn’t fare so well. Poor bunny…
Easter Sunday brought fantastic weather and we all got outside and soaked up some of the sunshine! Petrea found a baseball glove and a bat and started swinging. She caught the ball when we threw it to her and even hit the ball a couple of times! We were amazed – and can’t wait to get PT her own baseball glove and bat and tee to get her some practice.
After the baseball show, Uncle Charles, Uncle Brandon, Uncle T and me played some basketball. Now, I haven’t played basketball like that in years, but we had a blast. It was even better that we had such a great cheering section!
It was Baby Braden’s first Easter. he is so awesome!
Petrea jamming on the piano. I am sure the Easter Bunny was really upset that he missed it. I think she was rocking "I’m a Little Teapot" in this picture.
Little Story: The other night, I was putting PT down for bed. It’s not that she doesn’t like going to bed, she just doesn’t like actually going to sleep. So, it is usually a chore to get her to close her eyes and turn off the party. So, again, I was putting her down and she wouldn’t go to sleep – just kept playing and playing. After repeated attempts to get her to close her eyes, she just wouldn’t so I threatened her with a spanking. She kept pushing so I had to follow through and smacked her bottom. She got very quiet and I could see that bottom lip poked waaayy out there. Maybe a minute passed and I hear this very pitiful, sad voice say, "Daddy, that huwt my bottom!" I was crushed and immediately felt exactly the way I should have – like an ass. She needs her sleep, sure – but right in front of me was this opportunity. She wanted to play with me and spend time with me and I was more interested in getting her to sleep so I could get downstairs and do some of the things that I didn’t get done that day. What was really more important than spending that time with my kid?
