This little lady turned three months old today.

I’m not sure how it’s possible for her to keep getting cuter, but she does.

Adam turned four today and I am still trying to figure out where the time went. Happy birthday little dude. Your Daddy and I love you so much more than you will ever know and are so blessed to be your parents. Thank you for being such a kind, sweet, funny boy and for being such a wonderful big brother to Luke and Maggie. You are truly awesome.

Adam’s thoughts on his sister:

• He cries a lot and he’s sometimes hungry (we’re working on him using “she” for girls).
• Maggie’s favorite clolor is pink. My favorite clolor is green.
• I lub her.
• He wears hair bows.
• I like to call her Eggbert, because I just do.

(He just started occasionally referring to her as Maggie – instead of Eggbert – this week.)

Luke brought Maggie a hat this morning. She was not impressed.

So he decided to try to annoy entertain his brother instead. He followed him around playing the drums for him. Adam was not impressed and kept trying to get away from him. Finally he turned to Luke and yelled, “No Luke! This isn’t a marching band!”

Adam did try to console Maggie while she was crying earlier though. He made up a song for her when she stared to fuss. “Don’t cry little Eggbert, don’t even start to cry. Don’t cry little Eggbert, don’t cry.” It was a nice song, but Adam pronounces the letter “c” like a “t” some of the time. So his song ended up sounding very demotivating “don’t try little Eggbert…” All kidding aside though, it was really sweet and made me a proud mama.

I think her big brother’s song definitely helped though. It wasn’t long before Eggbert, I mean Maggie, was back to her happy little self.

This morning I was helping Adam get ready for church and he picked out a plaid shirt to wear. While I was looking for some shorts to go with it, he picked out a pair of his own. He told me it’s his favorite shirt and favorite shorts and he wanted to wear them together. I was trying to sneakily convince him to change one or the other when Dave came upstairs to “help”.

Even Maggie got in on the double plaid.

Don’t worry, she changed (and so did Dave and Adam). I did tell Adam it was okay to wear all plaid if he wanted to, but when Dave changed in to jeans Adam decided he wanted to too.

Luke also wore plaid (we like our plaid here apparently).

And forget about left feet, Luke has two rights – or maybe he just couldn’t decide which pair of fireman boots to wear.

This morning the kids and I went to a parade. We sat with a bunch of friends right in front of a playground and so they had a blast running around before and after the parade.

Adam actually gave this clown a high-five. It surprised the heck out of me because I never would have thought he’d go anywhere near him (I sure wouldn’t – no offense Mr. Clown, I’m sure you’re a really nice guy).

Dave didn’t watch the parade with us, because he was a part of it. There was a steady chorus of “Hi Daddy!” from our little area of spectators as soon as they rounded the corner.

Adam told us later that he didn’t really see daddy because they were all wearing the same camouflage (I added an arrow in case you’re having the same problem). He told Dave that next year he should get a different uniform so that he can find him better.

We all had a lot of fun though. The boys ended up with a bag full of candy, a beach ball, and a balloon. I did have to chase Sherman out of the road once (he was all about that candy), but we ended up with three very tired and happy little kids.

Adam was just singing, “The on Earth, the on Earth waves, on Earth came a newborn tree” to the tune of “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing”. I tried to correct him and teach him the proper lyrics, and he told me, “You don’t know the words to this song. I know the words. You used to know the words when you were a kid, but you are a grown-up now and don’t know them anymore”.

“Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.” – from ‘The Little Prince’ by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The Sunday after the fourth of July, Dave, Maggie, Stacy, Rob, and I drove out to Portland, Maine for a vacation. This is a picture of the house we stayed in. We rented the ground floor apartment for the week. It was a lot more fun (and actually cheaper) than staying in a hotel would have been.

The house was gorgeous. It had an incredible view of the water and was beautifully decorated. On a tour we took around the city the driver stopped in front of our house (not realizing that we were staying there) and told us that two years ago the house sold for 2.3 million dollars. Crazy.

It worked out perfectly for us. It had two master bedrooms and two and a half bathrooms. It also had a full kitchen with anything you could possibly need, a washer and dryer, and the best front porch.

The front porch was my favorite part. I think it was Stacy’s too. She spent a good chunk of time out there rocking and reading.

Here’s a picture Rob took of the view.

I wasn’t kidding when I said it was incredible.

I took Adam to get his pictures taken this morning. I still can’t believe he’s going to be four in nine days! Here are the three we liked best and had put on the CD.

And here are the rest of them.

It was really hard to decide which three to pick. I actually called them when I got home and had them change two of the ones I originally chose. It’s tough narrowing it down with such a cute kid!