This week, I'm joining Mrs. Nesbitt's ABC Wednesday blog party.
I've been waxing nostalgic today, since Henry, my second born, had his "kindergarten celebration" today (I'm so glad they didn't call it graduation,) and I have been thinking about how quickly my kids are growing up. So I thought I'd indulge myself with a few photos of my kidlets as toddlers.
Bronwen is at this stage right now and we find that everything she does is adorable! There are so many things I love about having a one-year-old; that is, until I try to keep her quiet and still for a kindergarten celebration and then try to keep her out of the red punch and cookies afterwards.
I guess that technically, Ian is still a toddler at 3 1/2, but I don't think of him that way anymore. He is straddling the categories of little kid/big kid in our family--and perhaps he always will. Half the time, he gets to go with the big boys, half the time he's being put down for a nap like a baby. He has been such a hysterical toddler, with a funny little personality that keeps us laughing all the time. (These photos were taken last October, just before he turned 3, when he was most certainly a toddler.)
As I watched Henry today, celebrating the end of an era, I thought of the little one-year old that he was when we first moved here, away from Southern California. He followed me around constantly with picture books, begging me to read. Some things never change! He always has been (since Ian came along) and always will be an adoring big brother to his younger siblings. (These photos were taken in 2004, when Henry was 2 years old.)
Kimball, now 8, was a funny little professor as a toddler. His extensive vocabulary, exceptional diction, and adorable spectacles definitely contributed. He was the first grandbaby in my family and got plenty of attention for it. He loved phones, stereos, remotes, and other gadgets. (These photos were taken when he was 1 and 2 years old.)
I love these little creatures that have been given to me by God to care for, nurture, and teach. I pray every day that I will be equal to the task and that some day they will look back on these years as fondly as I do.