Since we brought Kimball home from the hospital the big kids have had to take second place when it comes to the order of how things are done. “I will get you some milk/food as soon as I’m done feeding Kimball.” “Yes, but let me change his diaper first.” “Not right now, sweetie, Kimball is upset and needs some hugging.”

For the most part they seem to be okay with it and take it in stride. Sometimes things take so long that I forget I was supposed to be doing something for a big kid too and I find Ev fidgeting out of the corner of my eye because he wants to know if I will get his milk or sandwich now but is trying to be patient. He’s such a good kid.

It has taken Delilah 7 weeks to finally get to the “not as fond of” stage of being a 2 year old with a baby in the house. I think it has less to do with Kimball himself and more to do with Christopher having returned to work so there being less adult attention to go around.

Man those 5 weeks Christopher had off were super easy. Super awesome. And super short. If ever I wished we were independently wealthy it would be so we could have that awesome dual parenting/constant family togetherness that we had during those 5 weeks.

Delilah’s feelings are being displayed in grabbing his little arms and legs too tightly, occasionally smacking him on the head like he’s a drum (flat hands) or attempting to pry his eye open when he’s sleeping. Which means I can no longer trust her in a room alone with him. Which is a shame but I know this too shall pass.

Yesterday Kimball fell into a deep slumber and I was able to spend an hour photographing the kids as they played in our flooded driveway after a downpour. It was a bit chilly for being wet, but after a week or so of burning sun so hot you wanted to hide indoors  between noon and 5pm it was also a much needed activity for my fair skinned littles. And they enjoyed having my undivided attention so that was good too.

Love these kids of mine. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

When I was going through the photo files the other day I noticed a lot of these open mouthed pictures  of Delilah. I don’t have nearly as many as I should – it’s her #2 “go to” face for photographs – which in all likelihood means there are a ton I just didn’t upload them to Flickr.

This past Christmas Christopher’s aunt and uncle gifted me this selection of frames which, until this past week, have remained in the box untouched because I have issues with committing to wall decor. I mean I have thousands of photographs to choose from..how do I decide?! And which of the many walls in our house do I grace with these photographs?

Okay, so I kind of knew I wanted the stairwell to be the ‘family photo’ spot. Still, that’s three walls to choose from. I kept hesitating on this particular spot because I worried the kids would mess with the photos while going up and down the stairs. Or that I would bump them myself. Or that they would stop to look at them and then take a tumble.

In the end I decided this really was the best spot for the photographs and I sat down and poured through my many albums to pick the images while Christopher put the screws into the wall. With the frames hanging with their clipart images in them it motivated me to choose wisely and quickly.

There’s only one spot left empty, it currently features a black and white of a chair but I hope to get a photograph of Christopher and I into it soon. I’m kind of waiting for someone to send me the file so I can have it printed up. Assuming my memory of how fantastic the photo from the big family vacation to Greenbriar last summer is accurate anyway.

Cus it would be nice to have a photograph of just the mister and I, you know?