Monday, April 30, 2012

Feeding the Ducks


There is a huge pond behind the library I work at.  Claire loves to feed the ducks that inhabit the pond.  Any time we go to the library, Claire asks to bring bread so she can feed the ducks.  But of all the times we've gone to feed the ducks, I don't ever remember taking pictures.  It's one of those activities that's so...common.  Run-of-the-mill.  Ordinary.  

But I've been looking back at past blog posts and pictures, and realizing how quickly my Claire Bear is growing up.  How quickly an activity/book/outfit that consumed her playing/reading/getting dressed choices is no longer chosen.  How much longer before this beloved of activities no longer holds any interest for her?  What if this trip to the pond had been our last, and I hadn't  brought my camera?  

I'm sure we will have many more trips to the pond in our future.  But I hope that I will never view the simple joys of seeing the flash of green on a mallard's head, the beauty of flowering trees, or the happy smile of my still-little girl as she tosses bread crumbs to some wading ducks as ordinary.  Because they are anything but.

Opening Day

You would have to live under a rock to not know that Adam loves baseball.  This year was a little different.  He got to watch the Red Sox season opener with his son.

Adam has big hopes for this little man.

I think he's ready, don't you?

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Before, During, and After

I have issues with Claire's hair.  (Heck, I have issues with my own hair, but of a completely different nature.)  With Claire, I have a hard time letting it go.  Even when it really should be let go.  She went through her bald-on-top phase.  I should have consented to get it shaved, but I could envision the pig tails that would eventually be in her future, and so I hung on to it.  And the pigtails came.  A year and a half ago.  And her hair continued to grow.  And grow.  And grow.  

And still I hung on.  I felt as if cutting her hair - all the hair she's ever had, the hair that I waited so long for her to grow - I would have to let go of the last remnants of her babyhood.  When it was wet or slightly humid, it would get this natural curl on the end, and looked great in a pony tail.  Cutting her hair would get rid of that "baby curl".  But then she stopped wanting me to do pony tails.  Or pigtails.  Or do anything whatsoever to it.  So finally (after yet again combing through a sticky jelly-infused section of hair amidst cries of pain), I decided it was time.  

It was time for Claire to get her very first haircut.

She was obviously nervous.  But she sat very still (the hairdresser said she was the best behaved kid she'd seen in a long time), taking in the loss of approximately 6 inches of her hair.

She looks so grown up.  And she is still my beautiful little girl, even if her hair no longer curls on the end.

Friday, April 27, 2012

March Madness

When people ask what's new with us or what's going on at our house, I don't really know what to report.  Things are pretty low-key, and yet time is going by so quickly.  Claire and Henry are growing up before our very eyes though, and despite the lack of major events, this is what goes on at the Belnap home:

Claire likes to play Mommy to her baby doll, including feeding (in the same way that Henry is fed, if you catch my drift).  And she doesn't forget to burp her baby at the end:

Claire also likes to help me "make" in the kitchen.  If ever I'm mixing something, Claire asks for a bowl, gets a spoon and some plastic food from her play kitchen, and gets to work next to me.  Here we are on St. Patrick's Day.  I'm making Irish soda bread, and Claire is making apple pie (she's always making apple pie).

Our St. Patrick's feast.  I might have mentioned a few times how much we like Reuben sandwiches around here.  Well, Adam whipped up the BEST Reubens with the leftover corned beef.  To die for.  Really.

Happy spring!!  Wait a minute...

Yes, on the first day of spring, we got a dumping of snow.  And by "dumping" I mean approx. 2 inches.  Which was enough to delay school for at least half the day.  But also enough to get Claire excited.  Proof that it doesn't snow here enough for the likes of a certain 3 year old.  When Claire saw the snow, she was POSITIVE that Santa was going to pay us another visit.  Felt bad dashing that hope...

And our Henry man?  He is the cutest, happiest little guy ever.  Also, cute as a roly-poly button with his clothes on...

or off!

Strikin' a pose!

And Claire is still a fantastic sister.  She loves giving Henry hugs and kisses before bed.

She likes to make him smile.

Well, we finally broke down and got an iPad.  Claire thinks it's her toy.  She calls it "the bideo."

She loves playing "Naughty Birds" (Angry Birds),  "Froggy Day" (Cut the Rope), and watching episodes of My Little Pony and Wild Kratts.  

So nothing too exciting.  Just life.  But it's a good one!

Monday, April 23, 2012

Don't Cross Me...

'Cause I'll fight 'ya.  

What?  You don't believe me?

That's okay.  I was just playin'!

The Chosen Ones

Try as we might to encourage pacifier use, our children have been and are finger suckers.  There are positives and negatives about both.  The pacifier can be taken away when you are ready for them to stop, but the little man needs help (at least at this stage of the developmental game) to reinsert if it falls out.  Or more likely, is shoved out.  But it sure looks cute.

Fingers, on the other hand, are readily available.  They cannot be taken away by Mommy (we're still working on breaking the other one of the habit, as seen in this post).  There are five to choose from.  And you can get more than one in there at a time, if you so choose.  And Henry finally chose.

He likes 'em.

And just another cute shot of this handsome guy.  

Harper Turns 3!

We sure love this little girl, and we were excited to wish her a happy birthday.  But, of course, this little sassafrass decided to have so...