Proud to be 4

My big girl is turning into a big girl.

Someone is T H R E E!!!

My baby is a full fledged toddler now.

Look Who's Six

Not sure how my baby is six, but somehow he is. And he is a rock star! He is smiling through the pain of not being able to walk and being carried around by me due to his foot injury. Wait, maybe it wasn't such a pain to be carried everywhere. My back and side would have really appreciated if he had weighed what he weighed when he was say two. My baby the hero!

The world through Jory's eyes

Jory got a camera for a birthday present and the other day I downloaded his pics. So here is Jory's view of the world. I'm not saying, Auntie Em, ten year from now you'll have a great assistant who can work summers. I'm not saying Jory is the greatest photographer in the world or greatest born on Christmas Day. But what I'm saying is cameras weren't invented when Jesus was born.








The auteur's self-portrait





Oh look a picture of Grandma holding her youngest grandson.












His beloved truck

Aunt Lavonia and Uncle Bobby




MLK Parade that he attended without his Mommy, snapping the things he loves most.