Grammy was definitely the hero for the week. She played with and read to Maura to her little heart's content. I could do nothing right for Maura all week--Grammy was the only possible person in the house who could do things for her. It was a little hard to be pushed off my pedestal for the week, but I survived!

Grammy and Maura playing butterflies outside. Maura loves these two little butterflies and plays almost exclusively with them while outside.
My beautiful girl. I'm enjoying the recent development of Maura occasionally wanting to pose for photos. After two and a half years of chasing her down for pictures, it's nice to have her request to take one every once in awhile. Usually it's when I'm photographing Tristan.
Speaking of that sweet man...He's loving his Exersaucer these days. He still gets a little excited and out of control sometimes and goes wobbling back and forth like a punching bag, but most of the time he's in control.
He thinks that his mommy is hilarious!

Ohh, the van. My poor vehicle will never be the same. Mom and I drove through Alabama at the height of Lovebug season. The air was absolutely filled with these bugs and our van probably caught every one in a ten mile radius. Leave it to two weary well travelled women with two children to NOT think about immediately getting them washed off. Big mistake.
The night after we returned from the beach, Brent headed out to attempt to scrub them off. Of course Maura was dying to help.

She got to "hold" the hose with daddy and try to squirt the bugs off.
They scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed, but to no avail. We're taking the car tomorrow to have it detailed, but I'm not optimistic that the paint isn't completely destroyed. Oh well, I always did want a different color van--I guess I might get my wish after all.
My beautiful girl. I'm enjoying the recent development of Maura occasionally wanting to pose for photos. After two and a half years of chasing her down for pictures, it's nice to have her request to take one every once in awhile. Usually it's when I'm photographing Tristan.
He thinks that his mommy is hilarious!
The night after we returned from the beach, Brent headed out to attempt to scrub them off. Of course Maura was dying to help.
They scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed, but to no avail. We're taking the car tomorrow to have it detailed, but I'm not optimistic that the paint isn't completely destroyed. Oh well, I always did want a different color van--I guess I might get my wish after all.
Here's the video of the car washing escapade. Maura, at least, was having fun!
My daredevil! She took the slides headfirst, which I later realized was against the rules!






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Tell Grammy she can come visit MY house next!!
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