Sunday, May 19, 2013
Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Missing
Channing, a very far away and wistful expression on his face, lamented, 'Mom, I really miss those sweet little girls. You know, Audrey & Stella. Do you think they miss me?'
We may have had but one tea party before the 'girls' were delivered to their rightful owners and namesakes in Cincinnati.
It was memorable though.
Quite memorable.
We may have had but one tea party before the 'girls' were delivered to their rightful owners and namesakes in Cincinnati.
It was memorable though.
Quite memorable.
Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Snippet
There are little snippets of everyday life I would love, love, love to package up and keep forever when it comes to my boys. Channing's enthusiasm for his HotWheels is unending, as are the ways he sorts and lines them up and re-sorts and lines them up.
The other day, he lined up EVERY. SINGLE. CAR. in the Toys With Wheels bin. Toss in a few other random toys and you get this:
And this:
Which equates to a mama smiling so big her cheeks ache.
Max was quite pleased to be included in all the revving, roaring and lining up too. Quite pleased indeed.
Sweet boys.
The other day, he lined up EVERY. SINGLE. CAR. in the Toys With Wheels bin. Toss in a few other random toys and you get this:
And this:
Which equates to a mama smiling so big her cheeks ache.
Max was quite pleased to be included in all the revving, roaring and lining up too. Quite pleased indeed.
Sweet boys.
Labels:
Channing,
Hot Wheels,
Maxwell
Sunday, April 07, 2013
I beg your pardon
Please, excuse the mess. This blog is a bit of a disaster right now. I'll explain soon enough. If you could just bear with me while I figure this out, I'd appreciate it.
Thanks,
Thanks,
Monday, April 01, 2013
Hippity Hoppity
Here it is in pictures. Our Easter.
We swayed a little from tradition, opting for space alien Easter eggs. Channing just loved how they turned out. He used the word 'darling' at least 2 dozen times in the process of making them.
Despite the bitter cold, we walked to church. The boys were well bundled. The crisp air left us feeling refreshed.

We stretched our culinary wings a bit too, WM baked both yeast rolls and a key lime pound cake from scratch and I tossed together a pan of bacon and beer brussel sprouts as well as rainbow Jell-o. Does that count as culinary? Jell-o? I think Channing would say yes.
Walt & Kathy made the most delicious beef tenderloin with a bleu cheese mushroom sauce. Melted. In. Your. Mouth. It did. It really and truly did.
Joe & Cassie dropped in on their way north from Amboy. Maxwell couldn't get enough of Auntie Cassie.
I'm still laughing about Maxwell and his mustache. He was a good sport about the silly pictures choosing to try to lick his mustache off rather than have a crying fit. Hilarious. Absolutely hilarious.
We've a big week ahead. Stay tuned.
We swayed a little from tradition, opting for space alien Easter eggs. Channing just loved how they turned out. He used the word 'darling' at least 2 dozen times in the process of making them.
Despite the bitter cold, we walked to church. The boys were well bundled. The crisp air left us feeling refreshed.
We stretched our culinary wings a bit too, WM baked both yeast rolls and a key lime pound cake from scratch and I tossed together a pan of bacon and beer brussel sprouts as well as rainbow Jell-o. Does that count as culinary? Jell-o? I think Channing would say yes.
Walt & Kathy made the most delicious beef tenderloin with a bleu cheese mushroom sauce. Melted. In. Your. Mouth. It did. It really and truly did.
Joe & Cassie dropped in on their way north from Amboy. Maxwell couldn't get enough of Auntie Cassie.
I'm still laughing about Maxwell and his mustache. He was a good sport about the silly pictures choosing to try to lick his mustache off rather than have a crying fit. Hilarious. Absolutely hilarious.
We've a big week ahead. Stay tuned.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Me too
To be quite frank, I thought it would be quite some time yet before the 'Me too's' started in around here. I expected it to be a little brother wanting to do anything and everything his big brother did. Today, proved me wrong.
This guy found it very interesting to watch the kitchen sink filling with water. A 'Whatcha doing?' from Channing gave way to my big helper gathering towels, baby wash and the like.
It wasn't long before a bath in the sink looked like fun that wasn't to be missed. There was a plea of 'Me too, puh-lease.' The clothes came off not one, but two little boys, and there they were. Rub-a-dub.
It took some effort for Channing to get his legs folded into his side of the sink. They didn't stay that way for long. He laughed when I reminded him how he used to be small like Max and fit so easily at that age. 'Mom, That's hilarious.' No. Not hilarious. It left me feeling wistful.
Maxwell discovered the fine art of splashing. Needless to say, big brother, the kitchen counter and the kitchen floor all got a good soaking. This was one of those moments where I really didn't care. They could have flooded the entire kitchen and dining room. It made no difference.
We were busy making memories in the kitchen sink. The kind where I know Channing will say, 'Mom, remember when...' And, smiling, I will say, 'Yes Buddy, I do.'
This guy found it very interesting to watch the kitchen sink filling with water. A 'Whatcha doing?' from Channing gave way to my big helper gathering towels, baby wash and the like.
It wasn't long before a bath in the sink looked like fun that wasn't to be missed. There was a plea of 'Me too, puh-lease.' The clothes came off not one, but two little boys, and there they were. Rub-a-dub.
It took some effort for Channing to get his legs folded into his side of the sink. They didn't stay that way for long. He laughed when I reminded him how he used to be small like Max and fit so easily at that age. 'Mom, That's hilarious.' No. Not hilarious. It left me feeling wistful.
Maxwell discovered the fine art of splashing. Needless to say, big brother, the kitchen counter and the kitchen floor all got a good soaking. This was one of those moments where I really didn't care. They could have flooded the entire kitchen and dining room. It made no difference.
Labels:
bath time,
Channing,
kitchen sink,
Maxwell
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Stay Puft Marshmallow Max
Poor guy. He probably isn't going to be very happy for calling him that. Really though, does this picture leave you thinking anything else?
He was happiest snuggled in WMs arms during his brief stint outdoors yesterday. He could be convinced to smile just a little for that picture. However, he was not thrilled about making his very first and very tiny snow angel.
It certainly made this mama smile.
Channing was way too busy chasing Lexi through a tunnel in her snowbank to pause for snow angels much less a decent picture.
Hard to believe that just one week ago my camera was capturing spring's budding beauty. More on that in a post yet to come.
He was happiest snuggled in WMs arms during his brief stint outdoors yesterday. He could be convinced to smile just a little for that picture. However, he was not thrilled about making his very first and very tiny snow angel.
It certainly made this mama smile.
Channing was way too busy chasing Lexi through a tunnel in her snowbank to pause for snow angels much less a decent picture.
Hard to believe that just one week ago my camera was capturing spring's budding beauty. More on that in a post yet to come.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Hush
Our house has fallen silent in that way that only comes at nap time. I'm probable jinxing myself for making mention of it. The boys are both down. A hush has fallen over our house like a light dusting of snow. It's lush. It's lovely.
Today, Channing declared, "I just love him so much." and than proceeded to squish Maxwell in the biggest brotherly hug I've yet to witness. Melted my heart as they so often do. These brothers get such a kick out of one another.
I had grand intentions of a Valentine's Day photo shoot. As we all know, plans sometimes fall through. I did manage to snap a few quick shots minus the chalk board background, matching plaid necktie outfits and an assortment of appropriate lovey-dovey props. Oh well, you get the gist.
There's a lot of love flowing around here. In the spirit of tomorrow, we'd like to extend it to you and yours.
Today, Channing declared, "I just love him so much." and than proceeded to squish Maxwell in the biggest brotherly hug I've yet to witness. Melted my heart as they so often do. These brothers get such a kick out of one another.
I had grand intentions of a Valentine's Day photo shoot. As we all know, plans sometimes fall through. I did manage to snap a few quick shots minus the chalk board background, matching plaid necktie outfits and an assortment of appropriate lovey-dovey props. Oh well, you get the gist.
There's a lot of love flowing around here. In the spirit of tomorrow, we'd like to extend it to you and yours.
Labels:
Channing,
Maxwell,
Valentine's Day
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
365 Project-Week 39-52
[chuckling.] Yep. You read correctly. Week 39-52. At some point, the 365 posts got away from me, and I gave up. No, not on taking the pictures, but on writing the posts. I decided that I'd just wait until the end of the year and post a quarter's worth of 365 Project collages all at once.
It's been interesting these past few weeks...er, months. Having a baby, having half a boob job, going to chemo...again, dealing with a little lymphedema. I'm well over due for a Red Umbrella post too. There's a lot to catch up on.
We're managing around here with LOTS of help. We're continuing to count our many, many blessings and reminding ourselves almost daily that it's all a matter of perspective.
Here we go with three months-ish of Flynn Family photos. Enjoy.
And one for good measure.
It's been interesting these past few weeks...er, months. Having a baby, having half a boob job, going to chemo...again, dealing with a little lymphedema. I'm well over due for a Red Umbrella post too. There's a lot to catch up on.
We're managing around here with LOTS of help. We're continuing to count our many, many blessings and reminding ourselves almost daily that it's all a matter of perspective.
Here we go with three months-ish of Flynn Family photos. Enjoy.
And one for good measure.
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| Maxwell enjoying time in his bouncy seat while the rest of us enjoyed New Year's Eve dinner. |
Labels:
365 project
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