Sunday, March 8, 2009
Sunday at the Park
After church we went to a local park and pushed Marshall in the swing. He absolutely loves swinging, he giggles and smiles the whole time. We had another great family time at the park.
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Fun Family Day
Scott had the idea to go to the zoo and have a picnic on Saturday. We got ready and packed our lunch for our fun family outing. Marshall loved being outside all day. He watched the animals and the people. We had a great time at the zoo and enjoyed our picnic lunch too. It was a great day! We are really considering becoming "Friends of the Zoo." It is a good thing Marshall enjoyed it so much since we will be visiting the Columbia zoo on Friday. I hope that trip goes just as well.
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We had to get his picture with the big bear. He wouldn't look at the camera, he was too fascinated with the different texture of the bear. Oh well, maybe next time.

If you blow this one up, you can really see his two bottom teeth!
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silly boy!
We had to get his picture with the big bear. He wouldn't look at the camera, he was too fascinated with the different texture of the bear. Oh well, maybe next time.
If you blow this one up, you can really see his two bottom teeth!
silly boy!
Friday, March 6, 2009
Jumperoo
Eatin' in the Tub
We had a busy evening last night. We got home later than anticipated and Marshall had not yet eaten dinner, but he still needed a bath too! What to do? We decided to do both at the same time. He absolutely loved it, and it's the fastest and easiest way we have ever fed him. He gobbled it right up and anything that was spilled, we just washed away very easily. I'll have to remember this for the next busy evening!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Quote of the Day
While Marshall was rolling around playing on the floor, Scott looked at me laughing and said, "I can't believe we have a kid!" It is hard to believe at times!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Have you voted???
The photo contest ends early, tonight at 7:00. Go cast your vote for cutie #3. http://www.momentscaptured4u.com/blog/
We need your help! Thanks!!!
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Monday, March 2, 2009
Just feeling a little emotional today.
I came across this poem as I was reading another blog. I know Marshall is only six months old, but I feel like he is growing so fast. I wish I could freeze time and just let him stay my baby. I am going to frame this poem and put it in Marshall's room. I know some days I just need a little reminder to slow down and hold my baby while he still is just that, a baby.
Song for a Fifth Child.
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
Song for a Fifth Child.
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockaby lullabye loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
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