Manicure

 

Madie decided to paint her own fingernails and toenails…bright blue.  Here they are:

Locks of Love

Reagan donated 10 inches of her hair to the Locks of Love program.  They use the hair to make wigs for children/adults who have lost their hair.  Here are some before and after pictures.

Buddies

After dance one day we went with good friends to Chik-Fil-A.  Madie and Bristol decided to share a drink…so cute!

First Hair Cut

Lincoln’s first hair cut (besides the one I gave him on his bangs that looked completely ridiculous ). He was one year old.

Love this

My parents took us to Knott’s Berry Farm during their spring break.  I love this picture of Lincoln and Snoopy…

Dracula or Madie…

The Cereal Bowl

Bubba (Lincoln) loves to put the the bowl on his head when he is done eating—which makes me crazy because all his leftover food gets in his hair.  Because we laughed at him the first time the bowl landed on his head (bad idea), he now walks around the house all the time with a cereal bowl on his head…

Cute (but not very good because they were on my phone) pictures:

Our little dancer

Madie began dance lessons in January, at age 2 3/4.  She absolutely loves it and floats all over the house practicing her dance routing.  Here are some cute pictures:

His “Hour of Need”

 

Matt gives interviews to each of our kids every month on Sunday—to see how they are doing.  In Jackson’s interview today, he was telling Matt that he found a lucky dime at church today.  He keeps it in his pocket and is saving it for “his time of need.” Is this kid 7 or 35? We didn’t even bother to tell him that 10 cents isn’t going to get him anywhere these days…

Mother/Son Night

Jackson and I went to the mother and son night at his school.  We played a little mini-golf, had sandwiches and hung out with good friends.  Here is a picture of Jackson and his best bud Tanner:

First Jamba Juice

 

The Chocolate Stasher

 

For mother’s day at church they gave us little silver boxes filled with chocolate.  Apparently, I left that little box in the reach of our sweet little Lincoln.  He took that box and stashed it somewhere.  Every now and again he will appear with chocolate all over his face and an empty wrapper in his hand.  It has been a week and I still can not find his stash…

Reagan

Ray just says whatever she thinks—like most kids, I guess.  Here is one of her latest ideas—

• Mom, I want to have a “Do whatever I say, Birthday Party”.  I will invite a lot of people to my party and they will walk around, doing whatever I tell them to do (now, many of you are thinking—how cool would that be?  The difference is, she actually said it out loud—most of those ideas that we come up with, never leave our brains—I guess Ray’s mouth hasn’t been trained by her brain, yet ).