Thankful hearts

We celebrated Thanksgiving with the Haste family at Aaron and Rachel's. It had been forever since we had seen the kids and little Ava had grown a bunch! Grant loved spending time with his cousins and Aiden enjoyed running after Grant and entertaining him. The kids colored with Grandma Ellen and we took the opportunity to get some family pictures with the kids in matching Christmas shirts Grandma Ellen brought. The shirts lit up. They were a big hit with Grant. I, of course, loved spending time catching up with the greatest father-in-law ever and took a much appreciated nap as others kept Grant out of trouble. Thank you! :) We were also able to share our wonderful news with the family. We are expecting baby #2 June 2nd.

Fireman Mike to the rescue!

Rachel preparing lunch

Aaron with the yummy dessert.

Even Baby Haste had a t-shirt!

"No more pictures, PLEASE!!"

it's been way too long...

Amelia reminded me this afternoon that it has been over 6 months since I last blogged. Being a full time working mom is harder than I anticipated. I knew it would be stressful and things that once seemed important would seem less so, but Ryan and I are both run ragged and barely make it each night until Grant's 8 (or 7:30 or 7 or depending on the day 6:40) bedtime. :)

We've had our share of fun events since I last posted. I'm going to try to upload several posts, starting with the most recent first. We've had some computer issues, so many of our recent pictures have been saved on my parent's computer (thanks for storing them for us!) so they aren't lost when ours inevitably crashes. :( As an early Christmas present, Ryan and I bought a MyBook to store our important documents. Hooray! It might take some time to catch up, but I promise if you check back often you'll see pictures from the past 6 months.

These pictures were taken last night at my school's Winter Learning Land. I ran the flashcard booth (I'm bewildered why we weren't the most popular activity!!) with an ESL colleague. Her son watched Grant until Ryan could pick him up after work. They were instant friends. He got Grant laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. Grant would throw his crayon on the floor and Kearson would grumble and pick it up. It never got old and the more he threw it down, the harder Grant laughed. Ryan and I were talking afterwards about Kearson asking if Grant laughed that much at home. He said no and we realized it's because at home when Grant throws the crayon on the floor more than once he loses it! Oh, sitters are so much more fun than parents! :)