December: Favorite Picture of the Month
I have fallen so far behind it’s kind of ridiculous.
All I can say is this… 2014 did not end quite how I hoped it would. Actually, It kind of turned to total SH** right there towards the end. Continue reading Difficult Ending to a Good Year (2014)
October: Picture of the Month
OH, Yeah! We are those parents! Dressed Monks up as a little devil and went to the mall to show him off. What else is there to do with a baby who can’t really walk or say trick or treat? It was cuteness overload. Continue reading the devil (el diablito) on my shoulder
September: Picture of the Month
It was a month of many accomplishments; standing, turning pages, your first fever, yelling, singing, throwing a fit…
All signs that you are healthy and growing. A a mom could not be more proud.
Not sure what you were trying to accomplish…but, clearly you were up to no good. Suffice to say, the crib got dropped that evening. Continue reading Dropping the Crib
Photo by monks (sort of)
August: Picture of the month
Clearly you had some help with this, but if I didn’t know any better, I would believe it. It’s so darn cute!
May: Picture of the Month
My sweet love bug. I do apologize. I snuck in there and took a picture when you were all quiet and nestled in on your daddy’s chest. Such sweetness!
How I do love your intense brown eye.
You gave me the biggest blessing I could as for…
you made me a mother. Yes, sleepy and tired, but a mother non-the-less. Continue reading First Mother’s Day
April: Picture of the Month
Sure, I give you life and you start laughing for Daddy. Not sure this is fair, but I guess I will learn to live with it. It’s not a competition, I guess. He does have a magical way of cracking us up.
All I’m saying is…first word better be “mommy”.
March: Picture(s) of the Month
All these pics are my favorite for this month. Because sometimes, I just can’t decide. Fortunately, I don’t have to choose.
Yay! for having your own blog and making up the rules as you go!
February: Picture of the Month
Few moments are as endearing as watching a new grandfather with his newborn grandchild. Continue reading Grandpa David