the most amazing frost ever

kiddos

being kiddos...

lately

Working with Daddy at Backporch.  

Babies playing with toes really never gets old.  

Highland Elementary's new Winter Olympics Storyline has begun and we welcomed our Scottish alpine racer, Niall MacAngus (aka Wally).  

Cooking with Mommy.

baby in a box

This is day one of Astrid's box.  Something came in the mail and then the boys and I decided to teach Astrid about how much fun playing in a box can be.  And after that morning the box became her perch for the next several months.  Who needs a baby bumbo seat when you have the perfect size box to hold you up?  

instagram lately

Life is very good.

you better watch out...

Let's face it...I'm kind of a mean mommy.  However the tactic had a lot of impact!  

snow days

I'm super, super, ridiculously far behind on these blog posts.  So it is seasonally inappropriate and funny to publish this now.  But the intention of my blog is to keep a family record of our comings and goings and this most certainly did happen for us this winter.  We haven't lost perspective yet on how much fun it is to live in a place where we often wake up to snow.  Love it! 

who's tired?

Our little lady had her legs crossed from the moment she entered the world, probably even before.  Cutest.  

christmas morn

For the first time ever we had Christmas morning at home, just our family of 5.  Later in the day we had time to celebrate with all the family out at Sunriver.  Except for Matt, who spent the afternoon in urgent care getting tested and drugged up for strep throat.  It will go down in infamy in our family stories about the year I was so mean for not believing he had strep.  Not my finest moment.  But it was a lovely Christmas none the less and Christmas with babies is just so much fun!  

being humble

So this is a post in which I will do a considerable amount of bragging.  Which is not good but I am just so darn full of pride, I have to put down the stories for posterity.  These boys.  These three boys.  They love to ski more than anything else in the world.  Ski days are full of joy, whooping and hollering, and generally the best behavior.  I have not once heard them complain about bad weather or being cold.  They beg for just ONE more run at the end of each day.
Today a woman followed the boys down Cirque Bowl and when they stopped she skied up to talk to them.  She asked for their autographs because "in 15 years you will be famous pro skiers".  Unfortunately for Mommy, kids these days usually go pro earlier than that and I'm afraid it might be more like 10 years before they take off to tour the world.