Sunrise, Sunrise

I don't know about any of you, but my girls rarely get up before sunrise. That's a good thing! This morning I was not fast enough to turn off my alarm and they woke up with me at 6:30 a.m. I made them some breakfast and turned on the television, but then I realized...we have taken a ton of sunset pictures of the girls, but have we taken any sunrise pictures? Have we documented how they look straight out of bed, with crazy hair and sleepy eyes? I think not. I think I have reached uncharted territory here. You should know that I didn't intend for the sunflare to happen, and I was shooting without my contacts in...I know...excuses, excuses. Just thought you should know. Here are the images.

They're Cute, Those Two

I've been really busy since school started, and I've almost completely ignored the blog. So...a quick post for tonight. Here are a couple of shots I took last night. I have myself a couple of cuties don't you think?

Treehuggers

I am blessed in many ways. One of these is how much my girls love each other. They are not only sisters, but best friends as well. I absolutely love that they are so close (although at times it is difficult because they present a unified front). They do fight, like all siblings, but it is minimal and they play together very well. They have their own games that they have made up and their own jokes that they think are hysterical. They really seem to get each other. These are some pictures of them playing and acting silly in the trees by the side of our house.










She was only in this tree long enough for me to snap this shot.




Maya having a good time in the tree.




After closer inspection of how high the tree is off the ground.

Five is a Little Hard to Swallow

It is hard for me to believe that a mere five years ago Emma was not a part of my life. Now I cannot imagine what life would be without her. It seems like we’ve been through so much together, like she’s been around forever. At the same time I can’t believe that she’s five and about to start Kindergarten.

Emma reminds me daily of how old she is about to be. I have been informed that when she turns five she will be a schoolgirl, she will no longer need rest time, and there are certain toys she will be “to old” for. We went through her closet and dresser yesterday and she was elated to be getting rid of clothes that were “too little” for her. This one is a milestone for her as well as us. She is embracing these changes…me…not so much.

Amy told me when she was pregnant with Emma that I would love her so much I wouldn’t be able to express it in words. She was right. Any words seem feeble compared to the weight in my chest.

Almost every day I have the following conversation with Emma and Maya both:

Me: Do you know how much Daddy loves you?

Emma or Maya: Ughh!! YES!!!

Me: Just making sure.

I don’t want there to ever be a doubt in their little minds.

I know change is good. Growth is good. Life is all about these things. Knowing this to be true doesn’t make it any less heart wrenching that my baby girl is now my little girl, and that those days are numbered too.

Here are some shots I took of Emma this evening.