Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up

Easter's on It's Way!

We joined several friends for Breakfast with the Easter Bunny this week. The kids got to meet the EB and have breakfast, crafts and fun. They all joined the EB in a parade around the mall while doing the bunny hop. Charlie and Anna Lee waited patiently for instruction and then held hands while doing the "hop, hop, hop". Charlie informed us later that the bunny was really someone dressed up. Not the real Easter Bunny! We'll post new pics after "the real EB" comes.

Our little Picasso

If I had to take a guess at what Charlie would be when he grows up, right now I would say an artist like his Uncle John or just a housepainter. Lately he has dabbled in toothpaste, nail polish, bathtub crayons and anything else that would risk staining carpet, walls and furniture. After almost losing my mind, I thought "maybe he needs a creative outlet". I purchased washable kids paints and let him paint our glass sliding doors until his heart was content. Surprisingly no more "oops" for Mommy to clean up (for now).

A few of our fav photos with a few of our sweetest friends.

It's not all about the girlfriends. Here's a great dude pose.

Two months behind (I know already)!!!

Yes, I haven't posted in two months and I don't have a great excuse other than we've been finishing up our winter here and the weather has not offered great lighting for good photos or enough sun to inspire me. We've had a crazy winter with lots of snow, but lots of sun mixed in as well. We've experienced several milestones over the last 2 months, some fun, some sad and a 7 year anniversary. Wow! Now that Easter is on it's way and spring is beginning to show up, I hope to have many more photos and stories to share. And while many of you have already heard this story, I have to post it for our memory keeping...

Charlie: You have pretty hair Mommy (while rubbing mommy's head). You're going to get married soon.

Mommy: Really? Well I'm already married to Daddy.

Charlie: (Giggle) No! Boys don't get married, just girls!

Mommy: No, boys marry girls when they grow up. Who do you think you'll marry when you grow up?

Charlie: (brief pause) I'll marry you Mommy!