Amaya's Kindergarten Program

Okay, so I have REALLY been slacking on my 365, and my blogging. So much to do, so little time when you have 3 kiddos running around! I have decided to be more realistic so that this can continue to be fun for me, instead of a chore :) I may not blog about each picture, but I love them all. They not be amazing photographs, but they are memories...our special memories of days that we will never get back. Though I may not capture 365 separate days of photgraphs, I will capture many events that I will always hold a special place for me in my heart.

"Photographers deal in things that are continually vanishing, and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again."~Henri Cartier-Bresson

ONE HUNDRED EIGHT

I just love it when Kalan is still and will lounge around with me for a while before taking off to conquer the world. Amaya took this pic of me and Kalan sitting on my couch watching cartoons :)

ONE HUNDRED SEVEN

Kai's first tball game. Hmmm....where to begin? This was one of those days that you think "someday we will look back and laugh....." but at the moment it is far from funny. I must take some blame myself because the night before I had agreed to let Kai sleep with Amaya in her room since it was the weekend. NOTE TO SELF: DO NOT LET KAI SLEEP IN AMAYA'S ROOM....THEY DON'T GO TO SLEEP. So, around 10:00 pm I finally made Kai go get in his own bed. The next morning, not only did we have our first game, but team pictures as well. NOT a good idea for a group of 4 year old boys. They do not have that much of an attention span. They did really well at pictures, but then it was game time. Kai started off the game raring to go (see pic on right)....but soon melted (pic on left). Because the kids are young and this is through the Y...parents can stand in the outfield with the kids to help coach them alone. I wouldn't say Adam got a chance to coach him along anything during this game. Kai pretty much sat himself in the outfield and wanted nothing to do with any of it. I was mortified. Seriously. Mortified. We had been so pumped all week about our first game...Nana, Papa, Me, Daddy, Amaya & Kalan were all ready and excited...to watch Kai sit in the outfield. Boy, that was fun. Then, when I got scared that he was gonna get in the way, I put him in a chair beside me and listened to him cry through the rest of the game. Cry so hard he was making himself gag. WOW. If I never have that experience again in my whole entire life it will be too soon. By the time we left, mine and Adam's nerves were shot. We got home and Kai went to bed...and slept for 4 hours (he normally doesn't nap at all). OOPS....lesson learned on no sleepovers the night before a tball game!

ONE HUNDRED SIX

Kalan thought it was HILARIOUS when he stuck his head into an empty cereal box! Know what is even funnier to a 2 year old? When I open the other end and take a picture of my sweet boy's giggling face ;)

ONE HUNDRED FIVE

Every morning when I open the front door for Amaya to get on her bus, this mama bird flies off of her little nest she has made on top of the light outside our garage. She is determined to throw me off the track so I won't notice her little nest. Well, too late for her, I did and I can't wait to see little baby birds peeping out of the top of it!

ONE HUNDRED FOUR

A little bit of Play Doh and painting on a rainy afternoon! Love my little creative kiddos!