Pause Button: 15 months

Bills. Errands. Owie! Applications. Phone. Appointments. Dinner. More. All done! Cleanup. CRASH.

My camera is my pause button. I don't know what I'd do without it! We are dedicating this week to slowing down more as a family and enjoying the small things.

Speaking of small things...Porter is 15 months old! He is my little helper, daddy's little man, the little alarm clock with little patience, a busy bee anxious to learn everything there is, a little door stop (whatever I want to do with a door, he is there to stop it). He may be my little boy now, but there's no denying he will do BIG things one day.

We're the cool kids in the corner of the playground...diggin' in the MULCH. Woohoo!

The guys in our church decided to have a water kickball game/BBQ. Home plate was the end of the slip'n'slide which also happened to be the ONLY place Porter was content, naturally. This is the first time he has ever really liked playing in water that isn't just innocently sitting in the bottom of the tub. Finally, a splash pad just his size!

Huntsville

Paradise found! Acres of green farm land nestled right in between the mountains...did I mention there wasn't a street light for miles and miles? Too bad I didn't realize that until we were on our way home; we haven't just sat and enjoyed the stars in a long time.

"...fly this girl as high as you can into the wild blue. Set me free, oh I pray, closer to heaven above and closer to you..." Name this girl's favorite tune!

It's past my dinner time Mom.

I like sunsets and watching the irrigation sprinklers...oh, and walks on the beach? Sure, those too I guess.

Too busy chatting with friends to get any of the adults' faces...my bad.

Western Family Campout

Alright, no more excuses. I have an awesome camera and internet access to boot...I have so much to post!

Did I mention exactly how much I love my camera? I had to limit how many pics made it in so I said, "I'll only put it in if it's a stunner". Right...

# of teeth currently coming in: 5
I'm sure gonna miss this toothy baby grin!

The Air Force really does take care of its people. Over the weekend we got to see how the military throws a party; we're pretty impressed. Complete with splash pad, Outback Steakhouse (burger and fries done up right!), horse back ride, western singer, petting zoo, face painting, balloon artist, movie in the park, and an overnight camp-out, right there on base. We didn't end up camping because of Ben's drill the next morning, but we had as much of a blast as I think I can handle. For the most part Porter's fun involved the petting zoo and eating dirt. I think a 3 am scream fest for teething tablets surrounded by a park full of people is outside my threshold for fun.

Most commonly used phrase out of doors: Oh Porter, gross!

Ball cap wearin', dirty knee sportin', secret tellin' boys club

Places to go, people to see. This is my view most of the time; the back of his head + rump in the air.

Who doesn't love a free stress ball? Especially when you have no idea it's for stress. In fact, we have so much stress fun in our lives we got 2!!

This brings back some childhood memories of the fair. I miss showing animals!

"Pygmy goats are the coolest!", said Porter over and over again.

Some day we'll have plenty of these in our yard. Can't beat fresh eggs!