Time in a bottle

Cleo turned THREE on July 22.

Blue icing, pink/strawberry cake, per request!

The day came and went and I cannot believe my little girl is already 3. It's so true what they all say...time just completely evaporates when you're having fun. I mean WOW. Time is just flying by at warp speed.

My sugar dumpling at 1.

Sugarbear swings, at 1.

As Cleo would tell me, "Mom, I'm a big girl now! I am NOT a baby." It's true. And it's true that I miss her as a baby, but I also treasure every new day with her as a little lady. She is a beautiful, kind, sassy and hilarious human and she's amazing to watch grow up. And I love the relationship she has with her older bro. Today at breakfast I overheard Gus say, "Cleo, I love you." And she reciprocated. And I melted.

With life coming at you from all directions it's hard to savor every moment, but I'm trying.

"If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you."
-Time in a Bottle, Jim Croce

You are my sunshine

Crazy-awesome kids...amaze me every single day with the new things that pour out of their beautiful mouths. They keep me absolutely 200%+ entertained and enlightened.

Miss C. with her new haircut. She is sassy and fabulous. Andy said the other day, "Cleo, I don't know how you could get much cuter." But she will...she's just that awesome.

My little guy playing soccer...twice a week...and he loves it. He's a darn good dribbler and he adores his coach. And he's growing up so fast. Sigh.

Another of G. and the soccer ball. Beautiful boy.

License to drive...this scares me a little.

Funny things Cleo has said as of late:
After falling down an hitting her face on her bike handle, "Mom, my face died!"
After putting on her new dress, "Mom, we are so pretty."
After watching me put on my work clothes one morning, "Mom, that is so pretty!" (she's a giver of the compliments...gotta love that)

Funny things from Mr. Gus:
"Mom, kids are hard." He says to me after we have a heart-to-heart one day (I was telling him that sometimes moms and dads get mad but we still love our kids).
"Mom, it was SO sad. He BROKE his arm, he didn't just bruise it." About his friend Henry who recently broke his arm...
"Hey, Mom! I Love You!" (I'm keeping this one in writing so I have it to look back on it 10 years...)

Until next time.