Here is our Easter picture this year...sitting at church watching Daddy practice his song special for Worship service. It may not be fancy, but that's my point. I often get caught up in the BIG events in my life and I try documenting those. But as I get younger (hey, a girl can dream), I am realizing all of HH and my memories go back mostly to the little moments of our days:Watching Ian play with legos for HOURS at the dining room table (and sometimes talking Noah into building the more challenging vehicles for him)
Taking a ride on the zoo train
Connor wearing his backpack (and pjs) and hurrying to make the bus
Whew--he made the bus, along with a couple of other cuties!
Cheering on MANY soccer games, including the ones in HH's old man league (of course, HH is one of the few WITHOUT the adult beverage belly and WITH incredible youthful skill and hotness)
Then, of course, there are the REALLY big days like my baby turning 7!
And getting to go miniature golfing with his best buddies
Or celebrating Jer Jer's birthday AND a new chair...talk about monumental moments!!!
But these are the moments that are making up the majority of our happy days: