I can't believe he's one.

No time to make a fancy cake...

thank goodness he's not old enough to care.

I love him.

While B was playing in his tournament...

 E was dancing it up with some girls.  I can't wait to put her in dance classes.  

That girl can move!

http://www.localnews8.com/video/31114723/index.html
C is on this video clip at the 27 second mark & the 1:17 mark, I believe.  We don't have tv, but everyone at church said that they had seen him on the news, so I had to check it out.  Gotta love small-town news.  :)

G says "Hi."

snack-time with G

 I could kiss those toes all day long.

A glimpse of T playing bball.  I love #44.

E is at that stage of saying the darndest things.  I need to do better at writing them down when I hear them.  Last week, at T's bball game she was asking why T's friend had black skin.  I gave her the quick answer of, "Everyone has different colors of skin."  I was trying to watch the game & didn't want to delve deeper into a discussion.  Her face filled with awe & excitement at my answer.  She then asked if she could have pink skin & that she would LOVE pink skin!
This morning she asked me if I missed my dollies, as she was hugging hers tightly.  She is constantly worried about growing up.  Every day...seriously...EVERY DAY she says that she doesn't want to get married.  She wants to live with us forever.  Her face turns into a frown & tears well-up in her eyes.  It's the cutest/saddest thing ever.  I'm pretty sure she'll get over it when she's a teenager & falls for every handsome young man that smiles at her.  I love my little princess, she is more than welcome to stay with me forever.

Okay, that's not all he does.  Grey can sit on his own.  I like to put a boppy pillow behind him for some cushion when he falls.  He likes to play with his toys.  He likes to watch his sister sing and dance.  He likes his big brothers to hold him.  He likes it when people stop to talk to him.  He likes to snuggle with me.  He likes to "wrestle" with his Dad.  He is such a lovable little man.  I can't kiss the bottom of his feet often enough.  I never want to forget the softness of his fuzzy hair nestled against my neck.  When I look into his eyes, there are moments that feel as though my heart stops for a split-second.  Yep, I'm in love with Grey.