Look at me! I'm back! It's 10:30 and I should be doing other productive things but Brent is in the backyard with friends watching football around the fire pit and the kids are asleep. So, we just got back from a mountain vacation with my parents to Sapphire Valley and it was AMAZING! I ate so many sweets. I truly acted as if my entire mission for the trip was to find pastries. I always complain that there's no small bakery in Lexington or even Columbia that I can visit. Yes, we have cupcake shops and Krispy Kreme and oh yes, I am a fan but I'm looking for a non-chain bakery that smells of yeast and sugar when you open the door. Ones that sell bow ties and bear claws and apple fritters. There's Tiffany's over on Two Notch but if you know of others, please share. Wow, I seriously sound like I have a problem
and I do have a small one.
Anyway, I would love to share pictures but they have yet to be loaded to my laptop and I really don't want to take the time to do it now. My laptop is basically out of space so I now have to work through my external hard drive and it's just not too fun. So, I decided to open a recent folder and share a few from it. I immediately found myself smiling and loving these next few pictures. They were taken in September while we were at Fripp Island. They are so genuine. A true moment captured through the lens. It's one of my favorite times; Mornings that Brent is off from work, first thing, but hopefully not too early. Usually, Brent goes to get Asher. Seriously, you should hear the disappointment from him when it's me. I go and get Sloan. We then meet back up in bed to cuddle and chat.
Test Shot
(No flash looks best but often leads to blurred shots. If you know how I can change this, please share.)
Attempt #1: Ha!
Attempt #2: HAHAHAHAHA!
Attempt #3: Well, not frame worthy but I SO love it.
Yep, that's my family. My little family of 4. I am often amazed at the love that I'm capable of feeling for these guys. I'll admit, the first 2, maybe even 3 months of Sloan's life I wanted to fast forward. I was having emotional issues, Sloan had colic, I was sure I would never leave the house again, Brent went out of town for 2 weeks, and my perfect Asher schedule had been rocked. Well, Sloan just turned 6 months, Asher is almost 3 and they could not be more fun.
Asher tells the best stories that always begin with, "One day...," he's so, so smart, he has the best sense of humor, and he says the best blessings. One night after dinner at the mountains, a man stopped me as we were walking out of a restaurant and said, "So, is the whole family a Gamecock fan or just the little guy?" Ha! He had heard Asher thank God for the Gamecocks in his blessing. Well, the man ended up being from Chapin so we all had a good laugh. Asher's blessings are different every time. You never know what he's thankful for: The light, a lamp, a fan, obviously whoever is sitting around the table and he names each one, food, the day. Just to name a few.
Sloan is basically pulling up and pretty much crawling anywhere she wants to go. She has a bow or
ClippityCUTE (these are made by a dear friend of mine) in her hair ALL THE TIME. Yes, they're precious but the sweet girl needs them to keep the hair out of her face! She's got her 2 bottom teeth, lets you know what she wants, thinks her brother is her personal jester, and has a smile that will make you melt.
This afternoon, I took a blanket out in the front yard and sat with Sloan while Asher rolled through the grass, rode his tricycle, pretended to mow, and just showed me how fast he could run. Tears come to my eyes when I think of how special these guys are to me. I know I mentioned "blessed" in my last post. Well, it is so true. Now, I wish I could just put time in Slow Motion.
