These two are hilarious.
The other day Hunter told me that when he grows up he's going to be a cowboy.
"When I grow up I be a cowboy. When I grow up, I be a cowboy, and Brady be a cow."
Well, this man's got a plan for both himself and Little Brother.
Happy 3rd Birthday, Hunter!
This little adventurer is three years old today, and what a smart, kind, loving, energetic little boy we have. He loves trying to keep up with Howard, taking care of Brady, being cared for by Lee Lee, and being looked after by Tracey and Caroline.
After several years of not saying much (his older siblings did much of the talking for him), he has CERTAINLY found his voice these last six months. He says what he means, and he means what he says.
He is incredibly determined and we love to watch his grow and learn. This year he has begun to live up to his name as he has taken any opportunity to hunt with Daddy, and spot animals around our property.
We love you, Hunter Nicholas and we are so grateful to have you as a big little brother.
On Saturday afternoon, Lee Lee and Howard worked a really long time together to build the tallest tower possible out of magnatiles... I'd say they did a great job.
Brady and Hunter have a new game...
First Hunter pushes Brady...
Then, Brady pushes Hunter...
Or something like that.
Here is a picture taken on my phone on Saturday:
Lee Lee next to a tower of magnatiles.
What you do not see is that Lee Lee built this tower and wanted to show it to me. But I had JUST started a 45 minute workout, so I was not available to come over and see it... and we live in a home with five siblings any one of whom could accidentally (or intentionally) ruin her town at any moment.
So, I suggested that Howard take a picture of Lee Lee and her tower on my phone.
Is it just me, or does Lee Lee look incredibly uncertain about both Howard's abilities as a photographer and Howard's motives at standing this close to her tower?
Also, that is the dress Lee Lee wore back-to-back days for the entire weekend -- I am having to wash it every night, and it is already laid out for her to wear again tomorrow.
When my children think back on springtimes and their childhood, I hope then have fond memories of playing outside with their siblings, blowing bubbles, and climbing in playhouses.
I have the very distinct feeling that my days of Hunter as the baby are rapidly coming to an end, and my days of "What are my boys up to?" have begun... and will continue, quite possibly, for the rest of my life.
My three big kiddos are such helpers when it comes to little Hunter. We took pictures up at Hotel Colorado a few days ago with the lights and decorations, and each of them wanted to hold Hunter for every picture.
The thing is, Hunter and the kiddos were so bundled up that Howard and Caroline could barely get their bundled arms around his bundled body -- we had to take those pictures fast.
I'm very lucky to have such wonderful helpers because when it he is not held, he is gone...
Howard came upstairs a few days ago dressed like this adn he smiled and said, "Howdy, Mama!"
Our girls are each less than two years apart from their older sister so our laundry, drawers, and storage are overflowing with girls clothing.
And yet, somehow I seem to consistently put Hunter's shorts in Howard's clothing drawer.
Well, I guess a few days ago, he was tired to bringing me Hunter's shorts found in his bin... so he just put them on.
It was pretty funny, and he certainly illustrated the point -- check the size, Mama!
